Wang Yi and Anjiali rode the elevator up to the fifth floor.
They found Bond's girlfriend's room by its number and knocked several times, but there was clearly no one inside.
Anjiali looked delighted. "No one's home. Let's wait here, then."
As long as she was with Wang Yi, she was happy no matter what they did.
They waited until eight that evening, when it had already started getting dark. Then a woman came out of the elevator and walked toward them.
She was a Black woman.
Her hair was styled in tight, wiry curls typical of Black women.
She looked a little surprised when she saw Anjiali and Wang Yi.
Then she greeted them first. "Hey, Anjiali. Long time no see. Wang, you're here too? Did you come to see me?"
Wang Yi shook the woman's hand politely.
"Hello, Jane. This is the first time we've met. We did come to see you."
Jane asked, "Is there something you need?"
Wang Yi replied, "Of course. I wanted to ask what exactly happened between you and Bond. Why did you break up with him?"
Jane looked at Wang Yi strangely, then turned to glance at Anjiali before saying to Wang Yi,
"This is between me and him. It has nothing to do with anyone else, does it?"
Jane's retort left Wang Yi momentarily stunned. He looked at Anjiali.
Anjiali made a face at him and shrugged.
Wang Yi understood.
In American culture, a relationship was between the two people involved. Whatever happened was their responsibility, and nobody else had any business interfering.
Often, even their parents wouldn't pry. And Wang Yi was neither their parent nor really their friend.
Seeing that Jane wasn't very friendly toward him, Wang Yi smiled and said,
"Of course it concerns me. First, I'm the