Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She was still so naïve to think that she should tattoo a cat on her chest. A cat that would eat the mouse.
‘Little lass, are you sure you want a tattoo on your chest?’
She still remembered that Meiduo had asked her with an enigmatic smile on her face. She even recalled how Meiduo had stolen a glance at Ming Ansheng.
Meiduo must have been laughing at her for being a fool. Ming Ansheng’s tattoo of a mouse matched hers, and yet Su Yue must have been a joke to them.
Su Yue’s tears fell like a string of broken pearls, and her tears soaked her bedsheets in no time.
She pressed her palm against her chest and it seemed to hurt. She had no idea if the pain was psychological.
She had accepted Ming Ansheng’s past of having many women in his life. But the thought of a woman he loved dearly, who also had a matching tattoo as him was heartbreaking.
She couldn’t accept it.
Meiduo’s enchanting and alluring face repeatedly appeared in her mind.
Even she couldn’t help but like Meiduo. She was independent, yet elegant and graceful. She was alluring in a refined and subtle way.
If Meiduo wasn’t forced to leave Uncle Ming years ago, they would have been married by now.
And Su Yue would never be in the picture.
Su Yue had no idea when she stopped crying since she fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already night.
She fluttered her eyelids. The silence in the room was suffocating her.
Bai Jing’s bed was empty, and it was neat and tidy. It appeared that she didn’t come back at all.
Su Yue could feel that her eyes were swollen, and she had difficulty seeing things.
She rubbed her eyes and sat up. She peered at herself and realized she was still wearing the clothes she wore when she went out earlier on.
She rummaged in her pockets for her phone and clicked on the screen.
There were five missed calls. Two from Wen Xuxu, three from Ming Ansheng.
She had switched it to silent mode during her exam. After that, she bumped into Jiao Chen and forgot to check her phone for the rest of the afternoon.
Ming Ansheng sent her texts as well, asking her whereabouts and why she didn’t pick up.
Even though it was just words, she could sense his anxiety and concern.
‘Yueyue, call me when you see this. Or send me a text, alright?’
That was the last text and Su Yue stared intently at it.
If he had said the words, his tone would be soft and gentle.
Su Yue’s tears flowed once again. She didn’t reply to his text, neither did she call him back.
She had ignored him for the time being.
Su Yue removed her coat and hugged her pillow. It made her reminisce Ming Ansheng’s warm embrace.
Just last night, he had hugged her to sleep, and with that, she had such a good sleep until morning.
His strong shoulders and chest belonged to Meiduo once.
When he hugged Meiduo, what did he say to her? Did he address her as darling? Did he kiss her often, in the midst of a conversation?
Her heart was in pain and she couldn’t breathe.
Su Yue had no idea how she fell asleep for the second time.
Her head felt heavy and she felt dizzy.
She flipped over and glanced at the empty bed. Bai Jing’s bed was just like last night.
Did Bai Jing go back home?
