Cheng Yue lifted the brim of his raincoat hood and looked up through the mist at the pitch-black window.
Fine droplets struck his face, soaking his long lashes in no time.
Time ticked by, and water had begun pooling around his feet. Cheng Yue lowered his head to ease his aching neck, then stepped into the building.
The elevator moved quickly, reaching the nineteenth floor in what felt like a blink. The dark gray security door was tightly shut, as though shutting out everything in the outside world, people included.
It took only six steps to get from the elevator to the door. The sound-activated light came on, then went out, and Cheng Yue knocked in the darkness.
The wait felt interminable to him, though only a dozen or so seconds actually passed.
The door opened. Unexpectedly, what caught his attention first wasn't the person who answered it, but the bright, glaring light.
For an instant, he almost thought he had come to the wrong place.
"Cheng Yue!"
A flicker of surprise crossed Su Xingchen's face. Then he deliberately touched the loungewear he was wearing and hurried to explain, "Don't get the wrong idea. I drank too much last night, and then it started pouring, so I stayed here for the night."
Perhaps hoping to prove something, he added an explanation that only made things more suspicious. "Really, Shu Yang was here too. It's just that something came up and he left a little while ago."
Cheng Yue didn't respond. He watched him calmly until Su Xingchen's smile stiffened, then suddenly laughed.
"Mr. Su."
Cheng Yue spoke each word distinctly. "I haven't gotten the wrong idea about anything."
So what are you so anxious about?
Su Xingchen's expression shifted slightly, perhaps because he hadn't expected that answer. Within two seconds,