Qin Mobai was downstairs at home, the car window open, looking up he could see the top floor lights were on.
He leaned against the car window with one hand, a cigarette nestled between his index and middle fingers, while the other hand held a phone, on the other end Lou Xi's voice came through.
Her voice was lovely, sweet, and tender.
Lu Li asked him every now and then, why he was so passionate about a little girl who was still wet behind the ears.
Why?
Perhaps it was—a feeling that arose without knowing, and continued unwaveringly.
"Hmm." Once he finally found her, he wouldn't easily let her leave his side.
He never bothered to use tactics on women, but Lou Xi made him break that rule.
Careful planning, coupled with cajoling and deceit.
He finally waited for her to say she liked him.
Because of that one phrase, he felt that everything he'd done up to that point was worth it.
