Chapter 382: Meeting Each Other

Chapter 382: Meeting Each Other

“Then... where should we go next?” Feng Bujue asked. “It’s rare that we’re out together and it’s a holiday. Going to a movie is a bit...”

“Let’s go to your house.” Passing Rain interrupted him with her usual detached tone.

“You... this... I...” Even for Brother Jue who could think on his feet and sell ice to Eskimos stuttered in that moment.

“You’re overthinking this,” Passing Rain said

“Okay...” Feng Bujue replied. How these two managed to understand each other... It was a mystery that only they would know.

“Oh, wait a minute,” Feng Bujue said as he removed the phone from his pocket and did a speed dial. ten seconds later, the call was answered. Xiao Tan’s voice said, “Hello! Is this Brother Jue? How can I help you?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. I just want to invite you and that girl next to you who are hiding at the park to come to my home for a gathering.”

...

Five minutes later, the four sat in Xiao Tan’s car. Laughing Soul and Xiao Tan sat at the front while Brother Jue and Passing Rain sat at the back with a gulf of distance between them... They were practically mirror images of each other, holding their chins with open palms, looking out the window.

“It must be your carelessness that we were discovered.” Laughing Soul was still complaining.

Xiao Tan pleaded. “Please don’t make any trouble when I’m driving. Oh... don’t forget to put on your seatbelt.” By now they had removed their hats and sunglasses and they looked rather awkward.

“This is not his fault.” Feng Bujue chimed in from the back. “I have been systematically trained to sense tracking. Be it theoretical knowledge or practical experience, it is not something you would have been able to understand. Even the local police...”

“Hey! Please don’t just drop a bomb like that out of nowhere!” Xiao Tan roared to interrupt.

“Ah~ Oh well, this is not that bad. It’s not often that the four of us can meet up like this,” Laughing Soul said, “Furthermore, this is a public holiday and there will be people everywhere. Going to the leader’s home is not a bad choice.”

“Yes, indeed. ‘A single bachelor’s home is a place where movie theater, arcade, café, and restaurant gather at one spot’,” Passing Rain recited.

“That is...” Feng Bujue realized instantly that this was a quote from his own novel.

“It was from your novella, Eyes Next Door published three years ago,” Passing Rain said.

“I can already your post-marriage life,” Feng Bujue commented coldly.

Passing Rain who was standing next to the fridge had her expression frozen. Her brows were furrowed as she turned to Brother Jue. “Why... do you... keep your underwear in... the fridge?”

Feng Bujue did not feel ashamed and answered quite honestly, “Oh... Once you tried wearing them chilled, you can’t have them any other way anymore...”

“So, the reason is because of comfort...” Passing Rain concluded. A flush rose to her cheeks and then her eyes wandered back to the fridge. “And I see that you favor boxers...”

“Hey... what are you doing? Something does not feel right... Normally shouldn’t it be the man who is trying their best to sneak into the girl’s underwear closet?” Feng Bujue said.

“Neither of you are normal...” Xiao Tan added. “It is just the difference in the degree of abnormality between the two of you...”

...

That afternoon, the four had good fun and enjoyed themselves greatly. The building had good sound-proofing and Feng Bujue lived on the top floor so they could raise their voice when playing tabletop games as long as they did not stomp too loudly against the ground.

Brother Jue indeed possessed various entertainment amenities. Other than the few mentioned by Passing Rain, Feng Bujue’s gaming console collection crossed multiple companies and he had many games cartridges... At his place, you could place many games that were popular from the late 20th century to the middle of the 21st century.

At 5 pm, when Feng Bujue was cooking alone in the kitchen, the other three re-watched Brother Jue’s appearance on ‘I Am a Writer’. Even though it had been broadcasted on TV and Passing Rain apparently had recorded it, but she still paid full attention when they were watching this uncut version...

The dinner was well made. Feng Bujue’s cooking skill made the two girls speechless and the many things that he did and said while cooking made everyone speechless.

After dinner, the party did not seem like it was over just yet. Therefore, under Laughing Soul’s suggestion, they turned Brother Jue’s rather big family theater into a karaoke center...

But it was mostly Xiao Tan and Laughing Soul singing. These were rich second generations were handsome and beautiful, and they had good voices. Honestly, if they joined some reality competition, it should be no problem for them to get into the top twenty.

Feng Bujue was feeling the mood as well, he stood up and gave a beautiful rendition of Love has What Reason. “Actually, a single person’s life cannot be regarded as bad, occasionally has some sadness. I think others might not be able to notice it. Even if loneliness makes me melancholic, I will try to see the silver lining...” In a way, he seemed to be making a response to Passing Rain’s previous comment that, ‘he was lonely.’

The three who still had some juice in them left at 9 pm. The huge responsibility of driving the two ladies home was left on Xiao Tan’s shoulders.

...

After sending away his friends, the house echoed with the loneliness of Feng Bujue. There were plenty of dirty plates to clean in the sink, Arthas’ litter box needed to be changed, and he had to recover many valuable video files that Passing Rain had deleted when she was ‘inspecting’ his computer...

But Feng Bujue sat on the sofa, closed all the lights, and closed his eyes. He appeared to try to wrap up the memory of this day inside a pretty box and place them into a special spot in the library of his mind. He would label it with happiness and stored it forever.

Feng Bujue was a pessimist. He had considered... perhaps one day, the shadow in his brain would not only take away his fear but also his sentience, and perhaps even his life.

If that day arrived, at least... in the last period of his life, he could still relive these precious memories wandering along the halls of the library of his mind.