No One But You

The steak cooled down slowly in the dish and the fat solidified. The shrimps' original constricted body was not so tight, and the meat was loose and lost its appetite.

I sat by the window looking out at the night view, my phone roaring in bed.

It should be an agent to call. I had seen a lot of houses these days. Residential commumuty asked for a high price but with a poor decoration.

I was picky, but the agent was persistent, calling me all day and asking me to look at the apartment.

I told them that I could only rent a house and could not afford to buy an apartment. I could not afford even a down payment on my savings of tens of thousands of yuan in this city where land was so expensive.

Sometimes what would I do with backbone?

I could take my IDcard to unfrozen the account. With Fairy Dixon's 20 million, I can buy a decent house.

The phone kept ringing so I had to pick it up.

My heart contracted when I saw the phone number.

The night before his wedding, Calvin finally called me.

I took a deep breath and connected it, and greeted him enthusiastically and cheerfully, "Hi, Mr. Knight, congratulations on your happy wedding tomorrow."

"Where are you now, Josephine?" For ten days I had not heard Calvin's voice, but he was angry when he spoke.

I felt very dissatisfied with his greeting, so my hand were trembling, "Mr. Knight, we are still friends, why..."

Before I had finished talking nonsense, he was yelling at me on the phone, "Why aren't you home? Where have you been? Come to me at once!"

Oh, my bad temper. On his second day of disappearance, he was going to marry a beautiful woman. And before I got mad at him, he yelled at me first.

"Mr. Knight." My voice was a little cool when I got angry, "You have disappeared for ten days..."

"Josephine!" He didn't listen to me. "I just disappeared for ten days," he said, "Why didn't you wait for me in the house? Why?"

I hadn't seen his thirst for knowledge in ten days that we had not met.

Listening to his roar, I suddenly didn't know what to say. My heart was like a flag fluttering in the wind, floating here and there with no place to put it.

As I stood by the window, I felt my face cool and touched the wet surface of my cheek.

How can rain hit my face when it was not raining?

He was shouting wildly over there, as if he had used up all his strength, and I was weak from not having dinner at night.

The two of us were wounded and disabled, and we were both tired.

At last he said hoarsely, "Where are you, Josephine?"

I thought I wouldn't tell him, but when I hung up the phone, I realized that I had given him my present address.

Twenty minutes later, Calvin broke down the door. I went to open the door immediately, intending to tell him that if he broke the door of the hotel, both of us would have to pay half the cost and neither of us would get away.

But when I saw Calvin standing at the door, I failed to say a word.

He seemed to have lost weight, as if he had gone through a great deal of suffering and torment.

He used to have a great chest, but now even his chest has shrunk.

His shirt was unbuttoned. He did not even wear a coat but only a thin shirt in the winter.

He seemed to be no longer the proud and noble Calvin, except for the burning flame in his eyes. Looking at him, I swallowed my words.

I let him in. The room was heated, which warmed him up quickly.

He came in and stood in front of me, looking straight at me without batting an eyelid.

He made me feel guilty, as if I was the one who had done wrong in the last ten days.

I was suppressed by his eyes and did not say a word. Even a fool can see that he definitely suffered.

I had imagined that he and Fairy Dixon were preparing for the wedding happily, or in high spirit to accept everyone's wishes for them.

But at the moment he didn't seem to be.

It was as if he had fallen into atari purgatory and been tortured.

I looked up at him in amazement. Suddenly he took me by the arm and pulled me into his arms.

He held me so tight that my ribs were about to break and that I could hardly breathe, and I could only smell the tobacco on his clothes and his deep sense of loneliness.

I was buried deep in his arms, without struggling or moving. I didn't know how long it took before he gently let me go. His hands were on my shoulders and his eyes bloodshot. "Are you hiding here becare you think I am going to get married?" he asked hoarsely.

I quickly captured the work 'think'. Did he mean what Fairy Dixon and the media said was false?

I raised an eyebrow and before I could ask, he replied, "It's true that there will be a wedding, but whether I want to marry Fairy Dixon or not is my wish and no one can interfere."

I licked my lips and looked at him in confusion.

"Then these ten days..."

"Yes, I was locked up by them in the toolshed in our garden." A wry smile rose from the corner of his lips.

"It is hard to imagine, isn't it? In my family, if I disobey them, there is only one end, but I don't care."

"They locked you up. What about DonHiu Group?"

"The earth still turns around without anyone, and DonHiu Group will not collapse without me. They will find someone else to take my place. In their opinion, people can sit in any position."

I looked at Calvin and suddenly felt that Compared with him, I was so narrow.

Having been with him for so long, I saw how he treated me, but I never believed him.

I believe what Fairy Dixon said. She said Calvin was playing with me. Although I was proud in front of her, in fact I believed it.

In my mind, I and Calvin were from two different classes.

I thought it was rare that he loved me that I dare not open my heart.

I enjoyed his kindness to me, but doubted his sincerity to me.

I raised my head and stood on tiptoe, with both hands clutching the corners of his clothes. I was in some ways the same kind of person as Calvin.

He knew exactly what he wanted, so he didn't care what he had to lose.

He didn't care, still less did I.

A person who had countless times more than you was willing to give up all he had, then what was I hesitating about?

I looked into his eyes, which filled with pain and anxiety.

"Calvin, don't tell me you love me."