When Bright Moon Encounter the Dark Clouds

After parting ways with Zhuang Yu, I drove around the city. My heart could not help but feel somewhat worried thinking about the words that she said. Was there anything that seemed out of place?

For an otaku like me, this was a rather difficult question since I never traveled much aside from that one trip on the cruise. The places I frequented were restaurants and the library.

Could it be that I had gone somewhere during the one year I had no memory of? And that I had no clue about?

That’s unlikely.

A clear thought appeared in my mind—the ship.

The evidence supporting this included: my lost memory, Wu Yu’s eyes, and Yan Yuan’s ability to control birds. If such a mysterious force existed and could warp time and space, then it would not be strange that these people had developed such abilities.

In fact, there was nothing that was more strange than that cruise.

What happened to us on that cruise? Where did we go? And what did we see?

Subconsciously, I wanted to quickly tell Wu Yu about everything Zhuang Yu had talked about. Yet a second later, my heart felt like a balloon that had popped. Talk to him? He is gone and is never coming back. How would I talk to him about the universe and time travel?

With a heavy heart, I unintentionally drove to the repair shop. I stopped my car beside the road and gazed at the shop quietly. When did I become like this? Why do I care so much? Even the few worn out tires outside feel nostalgic and slightly painful.

He is gone. He left ten days ago. They told me he had quit his job and gone somewhere else.

I felt like we had broken up.

I drove up to the shop and was greeted by a new employee. “Welcome lady, what can we do for you?”

“I want my car washed.”

“Oh, it’s our grand opening. Do you want to make a membership card?” I also got this offer when I first came here. I let out a chuckle and said, “I already have a membership card.” However, I could not for the life of me find the darn card.

“Miss, we don’t have a record of names, so if you don’t have the card…”

Feeling somewhat annoyed, I said, “It’s fine. I’ll pay cash.”

I went across the street and stood under a tree as they started washing my car. I felt somewhat comforted when I looked ahead to the city covered by the beautiful twilight. The mood felt soft and mellow as I walked down the street leisurely in my rarely worn high heels.

“Brother Yu.” Vaguely, I heard a scream from someone in the shop.

It was as though something had stung my ears. I stopped in place and thought that perhaps I had heard wrongly.

I raised my face.

The wind was blowing through the city, and under the clear blue skies, a man stood outside the shop. He wore a familiar white tank-top and jeans while holding a cigarette in his hand. It was far away, so I could not see his face clearly, but I was able to recognize the short hair and his sweaty neck.

He looked in my direction.

And with his superhuman eyes, I bet he could even see clearly the pores on my face.

I lost my balance momentarily and stepped down from the walkway onto the street, looking somewhat pathetic and stupid. Even though the mood in the air was quiet, I felt like I had fallen into a pot of bitter wine. It felt stuffy, heavy, and unpleasant.

I looked up again to find that he, Xiao Hua, and his other colleagues were walking out from the shop in my direction. Xiao Hua said, “Brother Yu, you’re finally back! We must go out and have something to eat!” Another person said, “Yeah, Brother Yu, so how did things go?”

Wu Yu’s voice was low, so I did not hear his answer.

They walked past me from across the street. Perhaps he had told something to Xiao Hua, but when they walked past me, they did not say hello even though they saw me. They only took a glance at me.

Wu Yu did not look at me at all. Maybe he thought I was trying to be clingy, so he did not want to give me any hope.

After my car was washed, I drove around town before finally realizing I had been going around in circles. Images of him filled my mind. Him looking down with a dull look on his face, just like how he had looked ten days ago when he kissed me.

I thought, This is good. He looks fine and not bothered about anything. I guess men really are more cold-hearted than women.

I need to settle down too. I should put these thoughts to rest.

No more. I don’t want him anymore.