At 10:30 p.m., the whole city was ignited by neon lights.
The elevator door slowly opened, and several men in suits came out. They looked like customers who had just finished their party and were ready to leave.
Simon, who was walking at the back, wore a thin clothes. He was shaking and putting his collar tighter. When he suddenly saw Wendy, he was about to stride forward. "Hey? That's Wen..."
But before he could finish his words, he was tripped by someone next to him.
"F**k!" Simon took a few steps forward and struggled to stand firm. He turned back a little unhappily and said, "Charlie, what are you doing? Fortunately, I reacted quickly, or I almost broke my front teeth! What should I do if I lost my front teeth?"
"Are you not a doctor?" Charlie snorted.
"I'm a surgeon! I'm an expert in heart surgery, not in plastic surgery!" Simon covered his chin and pointed to the door. "Look over there, isn't Miss Lim the one wearing a red coat and black flat shoes?"
Charlie narrowed his dark eyes slightly.
Many people gathered at the door and were about to leave. Wendy was standing in the corner with a simple ponytail hairstyle. When the night wind blew, her nose became a little red. She took out her hands in her pockets from time to time to warm them. When she put her hands down, the white steam was still floating.
His Adam's apple moved slightly and he looked away faintly. "I'm not blind."
"What's wrong? Did you two quarrel?" Simon raised his eyebrows.
"No." Charlie said.
Simon suddenly felt that Charlie's expression looked a little familiar at this time. Thinking of something, he asked uncertainly, "Did you break up?"
Silence...
There was a moment of silence...
Simon was shocked and asked, "Am I right? Charlie, you... Did you get dumped again?"
Charlie was still silent, his thin lips were tightly closed.
"Miss Lim is too unique, isn't she?" Simon opened his eyes exaggeratedly and shook his head, sighing, "She is so awesome! I really start to admire her a little. No, I really admire her so much!"
"All right, stop talking!" Charlie said coldly.
He threw the car key in his pocket to Simon and said, "You didn't drink tonight. Drive my car and send me home later!"
Half an hour later, there were very few traffic on the road. The white Land Rover always followed a taxi in front of them at a distance.
In the car, it was warm enough. Charlie had taken off his coat, leaving only a white shirt. The cuffs on both sides were rolled up to the elbows, and the wheat- colored skin was exposed to the air. His hands were crossed in front of his chest, and his side face was flickering in the neon lights.
Simon, who was driving, turned to look at him every few seconds.
"Drive carefully!" Charlie frowned.
A few minutes later, he frowned deeper and had to turn his face. "Look straight, why do you keep staring at me? It's very dangerous!"
"Charlie, you're not a stalker, are you?" Simon asked hesitantly.
When they came out of the club, there was a crowd of people at the door, and some of them were waiting for online car-hailing. Among them, Wendy stopped a taxi, which was the one in front of their car. They could vaguely see the ponytail in the back seat.
Simon finally gave a conclusion, "I feel that you have such a tendency now..."
"It's too late." Charlie glanced at him.
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