Chapter 64: I'm disappointed
Once the late-arriving Ye Huishang finally arrived, everyone crossed the lobby together. Beyond it lay the swimming pool in the hotel's rear courtyard, where the reception was being held.
Together, the two groups numbered at least fifteen or sixteen. Ye Huishang walked at the front, her arm linked through Wang Weiwei's, and suddenly smiled at him. "Have you been well all these years?"
Perhaps "all these years" sounded rather hollow for people their age, but strangely, neither of them found it jarring when Ye Huishang said it to Wang Weiwei. It made sense: Wang Weiwei had missed her, and she was not unaware of it. An ocean separated them, a distance over which even electronic signals had to bounce through outer space before reaching their destination. That sense of remoteness in time and space involuntarily stretched his longing out.
"Pretty well."
"Still a little virgin?" At Wang Weiwei's startled look, Ye Huishang giggled. Then she felt pleased inside. The Wang Weiwei beside her was still the boy she had left a few years ago: shy, flustered, unable to stop himself from blushing at her little provocations and teasing.
That gave Ye Huishang a greater sense of ease. Some things had not changed after all.
Soon, a lively scene appeared ahead. The lighting had been done very well; anyone in the business would certainly have recognized the work of one of Rongcheng's better event-design teams. Not a single light shone directly into their eyes. As they entered, they fully felt the reception's bustle and crowds.
With the soft lighting, there was a hazy quality despite all the people present, a faint tranquility like standing beneath a lamp on one's own lawn.
Some people ahead seemed to have been watching the entrance from the start. Seeing them enter,