The car stopped at the entrance of a lavish hotel whose bright golden lights shone pleasantly in the evening.
"Pretty..." she whispered as she looked up.
But am I looking pretty for tonight's dinner!?
After the movie premiere ended and all its related interviews were finished, Yating and Chyou excused themselves. On the way, she was going to request Yating to take a detour at a mall first where she could buy a change of clothes and get some fresh makeup done as well.
But then the whole anxiety gripped her and so did the realization that she was going for dinner with Yating. With it came its fair share of internal rolling around.
Yating called me out for dinner, Yating called me out for dinner!
But did he invite me just as friends?
Chyou laughed at that as her forehead broke into a sweat.
Of course it's just as friends, silly. It-It's not like we are a couple or something for this to be a date haha...
Chyou tightly clutched onto her seatbelt.
But it's just Yating and me so this ought to be a date, right? Or is he treating me as a colleague who worked for the same movie?
By the way, Yating looks handsome even when he is driving, a random thought popped in her mind amidst this chaos.
No, no but then he would have invited the whole crew and not just me. So this is just a friendly get-together?
What if I want that woman to be you?
But I still clearly remember he said that! That question definitely meant that he...he l-looked at me that way, right?
Which also means that this could very well be a date...
The black suit really looks good on him.
So does that mean he-he is planning to confess?
But people go to dates after confession and when they become a couple, right? Or does the concept of a date before confession actually exist?
I think golden cufflinks will really match with his coat. Won't he just look nature-defying handsome then?
She then suddenly let out a gasp.
Why am I even imagining that Yating would confess to me!!?? I mean we-we a-are just g-good friends, right?
I am overthinking this. It will be so embarrassing to think so far when this dinner wouldn't really mean anything blasphemous.
Why is Chyou looking back? Did she not like the venue? Should I have chosen another location for dinner?
Yating tried his best to smile and cleared his throat. "W-We have reached."
Since Chyou wanted to look her best for the dinner which she thought currently wasn't the case, she felt herself slipping into an eternal abyss.
Ah...I look terrible. I mean if this is my first date, then I look so miserable.
"Yes we have reached..." she replied without a trace of her usual zesty energy.
Mall...mall...I forgot about the mall...I am an idiot, she lacked tears to shed.
"Mall..."
Huh?
Yating blinked.
Chyou wants to have dinner at the mall? He wondered.
Maybe there is a food outlet there which she really loves?
Yating beamed as if he found his salvation and immediately unlocked his phone to cancel the hotel's reservation. He ignited the car's engine again and took a U turn to exit the hotel's lane.
Chyou blinked twice in confusion.
Hm?
"Where are we going? Oh wait, are you going for the parking?"
He chuckled. "No. We are heading to the mall."
Chyou stared at him hard as if she was dreaming. She pinched her cheeks too.
"Mall?"
"Yes."
The sad mushrooms disappeared from her shoulders and she shone like a beam of blinding golden light as if she vowed to end the night's existence.
"We are heading to the mall!?" She clapped hard in delight.
Yating was left dumbfounded.
Just what might be that food outlet she loves so much I wonder?