“It’s raining in Shanghai this afternoon. I’m just confirming if you have someone to pick you up at the station.” The hot soup scalded her tongue. Jia He sucked in a breath but didn’t say anything. Yi Wenze on the other end didn’t seem to be in a hurry either. She could vaguely hear Ah…

The nurse happened to come back carrying a tray. The two of them quickly moved out of the way. When the door was pushed open, Jia He was standing in a spot where she could see the window. Her heart raced as she stole a quick peek. He was still in the same posture, only…

Two nurses walked down from upstairs. One of them secretly peeked at them a few more times. They were probably thinking of Yi Wenze checked in here and whispered to each other as they brushed past Jia He.   “Actually, there’s no need to specially explain any of this,” Jia He said with a smile…

Jia He walked closer to the car, only then hearing the sound of someone playing the guitar and singing inside. The voice was quite good, with two or three female voices harmonizing. She easily recognized Qiao Qiao’s off-key voice and was just feeling smug, when Yi Wenze, walking ahead of her, suddenly stopped and turned…

What Gu Yu said reminded Jia He of Yi Wenze’s reminder.   So the “day after tomorrow at three in the afternoon” he had mentioned referred to this matter. While everyone was still guessing about the secret behind the dissolution of the marriage, the two people had already taken advantage of the time gap during…

A Qing kept chattering, first complaining in Mandarin. When he encountered something too difficult to express, he would supplement in Cantonese. But it was still just griping about his manager Sister Mai not giving advance warning. If the media had caught him and Tian Chu meeting in Hengdian, it would be another explosive headline.  …

Today’s phone call was truly one out-of-the-blue matter after another.   Clutching her mobile phone, Jia He reacted for a few seconds before saying, “Hello?”   Qiao Qiao made threatening gestures with her fingers, using her expression to ask who it was. Jia He put her forefinger to her lips and got out of bed.…

When she woke up again, Jia He was sleeping in the massage room, a blanket covering her.   She sat up weakly, looking at the snowy world outside, and desperately tried to recall how she had fallen asleep last night and how she had gone from the massage bed to the big bed. She tried…

The door of the private room was still open. The woman in the room across had stopped wailing “I’ll love you even in death” and moved on to “One Night in Beijing.” Over here, they were already halfway through the song but no one had sung a note.   Jia He hugged a bucket of…

There was an unusually quiet stillness all around, and one could even faintly hear the sound of cars driving by.   With just a subtle movement, everyone’s hearts were easily gripped. Jia He stared fixedly at him, only remembering that she had no more lines, yet no matter how she tried, she couldn’t think what…