Me After Meeting You

When they returned home, it was already way past midnight, and Amber’s parents had fallen asleep as soon as the new year arrived. Amber herself was similarly exhausted, and fell asleep right after she finished washing up.

However, despite how tired she was, she started thinking of Ian even as she tried to sleep, the image of his white and flawless skin creeping into her mind. She became so gloomy over it that she rolled about a few times in bed, hatefully pounded on her bed, and resolved to herself that, next time, she would tell him again that casually undressing himself and revealing his naked body was too unacceptable!

And so, during the first night of the fresh new year, Dr. Camille, who led a sunny life and rarely had any sexual desires, had a very embarrassing dream. It was almost pornographically obscene, and when she was woken up by her mother in the morning, she almost yelled out, “You hoodlum!”

But as soon as she said, “ho-“, she saw her mother’s face and her mind immediately regained some clarity. She quickly rolled around in her bed to hide her flaming red face.

A few seconds later, she finished the rest of her sentence, saying, “-me! Leave me at home to look after the house. I’m so tired!”

And then her mother ruthlessly pried the blankets off of her.

She woke up, got dressed, ate, and greeted her relatives. For the first three days of the new year, she had to visit her relatives, dine with them, and entertain them by playing cards with them.

Amidst all this hustle and bustle, Amber also had to make sure that Trysta was doing fine. She’d been slightly troubled these last few days, mostly because her pregnancy had reached the stage where it was causing nausea.

Perhaps it was her turbulent feelings that were exacerbating the degree of her nausea, but regardless of the reason, Trysta threw up almost everything she ate.

Amber very much wanted to drop everything and go visit Trysta, but she was always busy. On the fourth day of the new year, her parents had to host a whole crowd of visitors at their house. In preparation, they had set up quite a few tables for cards, and even took over Amber’s room for the day.

Amber was forced to play a few rounds of mah jjong with the guests, but was quickly kicked off of the tables for being too “lucky.”

She wasn’t upset at all, and her response was to smile and say, “I’ll go and buy something for everyone to eat!” before running out the door to catch a breath of fresh air.

She went to the supermarket and bought the snacks and drinks that were running low back at the party. As she started walking back with her bags of refreshments, she received a call from Ian. “It’s time for a date.”

Amber was caught off guard. This sort of systematic wooing routine was hard for her to handle, and she tried to say, “I’m busy ….” But before she could finish, she felt something hit her foot. When she turned around, she saw that it was Ian’s car, which slowly following behind her.

He was sitting inside the driver’s seat, his strong jaw supported by the hand holding the steering wheel. The afternoon sunlight was warm and soft, and it framed his calm and cool face with a harmonious sense of peace.

She dodged aside as his car stopped in front of her.

“Get in.”

Amber looked at the bags in her hand. “I still have guests at home.”

He got out and said, “Give me a moment,” and then entered the supermarket.

Not long after, he emerged with a whole slew of supermarket employees, all pushing shopping carts filled with various items like fruits, drinks, cigarettes, alcohol, sweets, snacks; all in all, there were three full shopping carts’ worth of food.

Ian then instructed those people to load everything into his car. Amber felt that something was amiss and cautiously asked, “What are you … planning on doing?”

He turned around and coolly answered, “Going to your place.” And then he added, “I don’t mind having our date at your home.”

Amber was shocked at his audacity!

‘But I do mind very much, thank you!’

In her desire to stop him, she entertained the thought of yelling out, “I’ll go out with you!” And then they would lug all that food around while they went on a date on the fourth day of the new year.

By this point, Amber was haggard in both heart and soul. She couldn’t even dredge up the will to speak to him, and just pouted and stared outside the window like a stone statue.

Then, Ian’s phone rang. She heard him grunt several times before handing the phone to her. “It’s Billy.”

Because it was the start of the new year, Amber couldn’t very well reject it, so she had to stop pouting and accept the phone.

Billy had naturally called to give her his New Year’s greetings. But after that, he said, “That guy went to your apartment on the second day and stayed there for the entire day. Then, the next day, he dragged me out and made me accompany him for half a day.

I asked him why he didn’t just call you, and he said that you were busy. This is the first time that I’ve ever seen him act so caringly. I feel like I’m talking to another person!”

Amber didn’t pay attention to Billy’s next words. She put the phone down and turned around to look at the man beside her. “You came to my place on the second?”

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Her voice was somewhat unsteady as she asked, “Because that day was a date day?”

“No,” she heard him say with his stereotypical cool voice and cold tone, but with a gentleness that seemed to have been missing previously. “Because I’ve been thinking of you.”