Meeting Again

Ying Yue really thought she was cursed right now. On her way to the bathroom, she encountered him surrounded by a group of females ... and now she's stuck befriending the amazing pot plant until their group decide to move elsewhere.

Peeking at him from behind the plant leaves Ying Yue had to admit that he still looked devastatingly handsome as always in his expensive suit. But she would never admit that it bothered her that he was surrounded with girls.

Slapping herself, Ying Yue tried to motivate herself. 'Come on Ying Yue, get your sh*t together, you two have nothing to do with each other anymore. Not friends. Not enemies. Just strangers who knew each other well. . . too well. Too many memories.'

And once again Ying Yue felt like crying. 'Best friend pot plant tell me what I should do, please. nothing? True, we both no longer have any relations. It's got nothing to do with me. But why does it hurt?'

Unable to settle on whether to ignore him and enter the bathroom or stay hidden with her new best friend the plant, Ying Yue settled on both. Standing up she took the pot plant with her ensuring it covered her face the whole time. And with her head held high, she took large strides to reach her destination.

What she didn't know that the man she was hiding from had seen her the moment she turned the corner and squatted down behind the pot plant.

Ying Yue thought she knew pain when they divorced and when she accepted what would never be. However, she finally knew pain when she was staring at herself through the mirror with tears streaming down her face and begging herself to stay strong and just hold on.

One the hardest things she ever had to do is grieve the loss of a person who is still alive.

After calming down, she realised that she did look like a character from a horror story. Her perfect makeup was smudged beyond recognition and her eyes were red, obvious signs that she was crying. Sighing Ying Yue took out her makeup bag, looking for makeup removal wipes before wiping everything off to start once more.

"AH"

Ying Yue was given a start when she looked up and saw a man through the mirror behind her. Quickly turning around she realised it was Feng Yu.

Feng Yu took a step closer and Ying Yue shuffled backwards, missing the flash of pain in his eyes as she did so.

"W-what are you doing here? Don't say this is the men's bathroom cause I read the sign thrice before walking in". Feng Yu stopped his advance but only to raise his eyebrow in amusement before advancing again.

Scared Ying Yue took a large step back only for her hip to bump into the sink, causing her to wince in pain. Seeing Feng Yu reaching his hand towards her, she quickly shut her eyes, wondering if he was going to slap her for appearing before him once more.

However, her eyes flew open when he grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to him. "Does it hurt?" he asked as he looked over her shoulder and rubbed the area that just hit the sink.

"Yue'er?" He moved back a bit to look at her when she didn't reply, only to see tears silently falling from her eyes.

"Did it hurt that much? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Feng Yu was so surprised by her tears that he started panicking. However, Ying Yue never answered.

"I'm dreaming right now aren't I?" she whispered to herself.