Think of Your Beauty
On the thirty-first day, after the rain had passed, the moonlight was especially bright. The shadow of the person on the trash can stretched especially long.
The thirty-second day was the same.
By the thirty-seventh day, the time had already passed, but Wang Yue still hadn't come. That night, after Cheng Feng finished dancing, she tossed and turned, feeling uneasy. She didn't know when she finally fell asleep.
On the morning of the thirty-eighth day, Pei Xiaoyun rushed over as soon as she got the news. She could sense how disappointed Cheng Feng felt, but didn't know how to comfort her, so she hurried to the internet café to ask around. She got an answer: Wang Yue had quit!
When she heard the news, Cheng Feng slumped onto the sofa and curled up into a ball like an injured cat.
That night, the appointed time passed, but Wang Yue still didn't come.
That night, Cheng Feng didn't dance. She lay in bed in the dark, unable to fall asleep for a long time. Had she missed her chance?
On the morning of the thirty-ninth day, Cheng Xiaoyun heard from a classmate that someone had seen Wang Yue at the airport the day before. He had probably left the city.
That afternoon, Dai Baoling rushed over too. Seeing that Cheng Feng seemed all right, she offered a few words of comfort and left.
That night—that is, the night before—after dark, Cheng Feng didn't stay on the second floor. She turned off the lights and curled up in a chair on the first floor, arms around her knees, her head resting on them as she quietly watched the trash can across from her.
After some time, beneath the stars outside the window, she slowly sank into her memories.