I Seem Unsuited For Dating
At 7AM the next morning, Jiang Zhi Zhou sent Xia Wei a text. "Are you up yet?"
Xia Wei had sulked all night and not slept very well. As soon as the message notification sounded, she awoke. One glance at her phone rendered her very alert.
Xia Wei: You're up early, Mr. Jiang.
Jiang Zhi Zhou: I've been getting up early over here, and have already had breakfast.
Jiang Zhi Zhou: I thought all night about yesterday. I was in the wrong.
Xia Wei: ...did you really need to spend a whole night thinking about such an obvious question?
Jiang Zhi Zhou: ......
Xia Wei: So why were you so angry?
Jiang Zhi Zhou: I just felt like the time that was supposed to be mine was taken by someone else, and felt unhappy about it.
Xia Wei: Since you left for S City, I've often longed to talk to you but not dared to call you. I'm afraid to bother you during work. Sometimes I've felt angry, but placated myself, thinking I was just finding trouble. If you were in my place you'd already have died of unhappiness.
Jiang Zhi Zhou: ... I'm in the wrong this time. If you want to call me, just call. My phone will be on 24 hours a day.
Xia Wei: Are you really serious?
Jiang Zhi Zhou: Mmhmm. So don't be so angry again.
Xia Wei: Last night I was angry, and this morning I'm tired. I need to hear a few sweet words.
Jiang Zhi Zhou: ......
Jiang Zhi Zhou: Drink more hot water.
Xia Wei: "..."
He meant it.
Xia Wei: Alright then, go to work. I'm getting up too.
Jiang Zhi Zhou: Wait!
Xia Wei: Anything else? I know about hot water.
Jiang Zhi Zhou: "..."
He stubbornly typed, "I hope you will call me later because you missed me, not because you don't trust me."
Xia Wei was slightly stunned. Mr. Jiang remembered that she'd questioned him about those nine thousand steps. She flushed, embarrassed - Mr. Jiang was tactfully telling her that she didn't trust him enough.
Xia Wei: I will.
After putting down the phone, Xia Wei lay in bed for a little while longer, staring blankly at the ceiling. It wasn't really him she distrusted, but rather herself.
Her previous emotional failures had left a shadow in her heart. She was doubtful if she could really go all-in, all the way to the finish line with a single person. And to top it off, Jiang Zhi Zhou was excellent in every way. That feeling of encountering someone too good for oneself engendered both admiration and panic.
How long could someone like her, who didn't like being too intimate with others, endure? She had always felt like Jiang Zhi Zhou was deliberately restraining himself, keeping her at an appropriate distance. She's comfortable with him because of this distance, but they can't stay stagnant forever.
And in this relationship, she's even further at a disadvantage. Mr. Jiang's hangup was ex-boyfriends, and she has had them.
Although Jiang Zhi Zhou had still confessed to her and assured her that he was willing to accept it, how long would that willingness last? What if someday he was no longer willing to share her with memories?
I Seem Unsuited For Dating
At 7AM the next morning, Jiang Zhi Zhou sent Xia Wei a text. "Are you up yet?"
Xia Wei had sulked all night and not slept very well. As soon as the message notification sounded, she awoke. One glance at her phone rendered her very alert.
Xia Wei: You're up early, Mr. Jiang.
Jiang Zhi Zhou: I've been getting up early over here, and have already had breakfast.
Jiang Zhi Zhou: I thought all night about yesterday. I was in the wrong.
Xia Wei: ...did you really need to spend a whole night thinking about such an obvious question?
Jiang Zhi Zhou: ......
Xia Wei: So why were you so angry?
Jiang Zhi Zhou: I just felt like the time that was supposed to be mine was taken by someone else, and felt unhappy about it.
Xia Wei: Since you left for S City, I've often longed to talk to you but not dared to call you. I'm afraid to bother you during work. Sometimes I've felt angry, but placated myself, thinking I was just finding trouble. If you were in my place you'd already have died of unhappiness.
Jiang Zhi Zhou: ... I'm in the wrong this time. If you want to call me, just call. My phone will be on 24 hours a day.
Xia Wei: Are you really serious?
Jiang Zhi Zhou: Mmhmm. So don't be so angry again.
Xia Wei: Last night I was angry, and this morning I'm tired. I need to hear a few sweet words.
Jiang Zhi Zhou: ......
Jiang Zhi Zhou: Drink more hot water.
Xia Wei: "..."
He meant it.
Xia Wei: Alright then, go to work. I'm getting up too.
Jiang Zhi Zhou: Wait!
Xia Wei: Anything else? I know about hot water.
Jiang Zhi Zhou: "..."
He stubbornly typed, "I hope you will call me later because you missed me, not because you don't trust me."
Xia Wei was slightly stunned. Mr. Jiang remembered that she'd questioned him about those nine thousand steps. She flushed, embarrassed - Mr. Jiang was tactfully telling her that she didn't trust him enough.
Xia Wei: I will.
After putting down the phone, Xia Wei lay in bed for a little while longer, staring blankly at the ceiling. It wasn't really him she distrusted, but rather herself.
Her previous emotional failures had left a shadow in her heart. She was doubtful if she could really go all-in, all the way to the finish line with a single person. And to top it off, Jiang Zhi Zhou was excellent in every way. That feeling of encountering someone too good for oneself engendered both admiration and panic.
How long could someone like her, who didn't like being too intimate with others, endure? She had always felt like Jiang Zhi Zhou was deliberately restraining himself, keeping her at an appropriate distance. She's comfortable with him because of this distance, but they can't stay stagnant forever.
And in this relationship, she's even further at a disadvantage. Mr. Jiang's hangup was ex-boyfriends, and she has had them.
Although Jiang Zhi Zhou had still confessed to her and assured her that he was willing to accept it, how long would that willingness last? What if someday he was no longer willing to share her with memories?
