Chapter 28 Life Is Like a Play

He didn't know if it was because of the warm lighting in the sober bar.

Frank realized that this girl's looks were pretty good.

Frank drank silently.

When he looked up again, he realized that there was no one in the seat next to him.

Vivian's voice came from the bar's stage.

"I want to sing a song called King of Karakers, and give it to a handsome guy below the stage."

Vivian sat on a high stool in front of the microphone in the center of the stage and smiled at Frank.

Frank did not expect her to have the courage to sing on stage.

Hence, he decided to listen to her singing.

As the accompaniment music played, an ethereal singing voice sounded.

"Don't frown if I don't sing well enough

I'm willing to make a promise with you until I die

I just want to play and sing until the next century

Please don't blame me for giving you this sensational feeling

..."

Vivian's honeyed voice had a slightly rusty texture when she sang.

The tone was pleasant and gentle. And her expression when singing was also on point.

To Frank's surprise, her Cantinese pronunciation was very accurate, as if she was from there.

This song had been around for many years, but it was still a classic.

In the bar, the other customers were also listening quietly.

It was undeniable that she sang very well.

As Vivian sang, she looked at Frank.

When the song ended.

Vivian ran off the stage and returned to Frank's side. She asked, "How is it?"

Frank gave her a thumbs up. "You sang well."

"Go out for a walk?" Vivian said, "The air here is a little stuffy. Shall we go outside?"

Frank agreed to her suggestion.

The two of them went to the roadside outside. It was dark.

It was already ten o'clock at night. This place was slightly remote and there were not many pedestrians on the road.

Frank and she walked along the road for a while.

In the darkness beyond the reach of the streetlights, the figures of the two were left everywhere.

Frank realized that this girl actually was that kind of person. Outside, he could clearly feel her excitement. Her entire body was warm and soft.

It was close to midnight.

"Do you want to…" Vivian suddenly said.

Frank looked at her blushing face and her big eyes seemed to contain some anticipation.

Hence, he walked in front of her and opened his arms to hug her.

Vivian took half a step forward and wrapped her arms around Frank's waist.

She stuck herself in front of Frank.

When the two of them were close together, Frank could smell the faint fragrance on her body even more clearly. There might be a little shampoo fragrance, a little makeup fragrance, and a little fresh flower fragrance.

The fragrance on her body was gentle and unobtrusive, lingering leisurely like a halo.

When they parted ways, Vivian's cheeks were even redder, and her shy appearance was like a red rose that was about to bloom.

"There's a hotel there. Why don't we..."

Vivian's eyes were wet as if they could drip water.

This was the perfect moment. Frank decisively brought her to the hotel.

Under the dim lights, the girl was in love and kept calling out, "Daddy, Daddy."

The wind stopped and the rain stopped.

Vivian said that she had to get up early for work the next day, so she went home to sleep first.

"If I stay here, I'm afraid I'll die because of you."

The girl complained.

Frank promised to be gentler next time.

Frank did not stay there anymore. The two of them left the hotel together and took a taxi home separately.

He got into a taxi parked by the roadside and sat in the front passenger seat. Frank saw from the rearview mirror that Vivian was still standing there watching him, her long hair fluttering in the night wind.

He took out a packet of Marlboro from his pocket, picked one out, and put it in his mouth.

Immediately he thought it was in a taxi and didn't light the cigarette.

The car passed by the night market area. Frank paid and got out of the car.

He walked into an open lighter shop by the roadside and bought a windproof lighter.

Although there were only 1700 dollars in the card, he still had the confidence to spend it.

He bought a Zippo lighter made of pure silver and gold for 1208 dollars.

On the front side of the lighter, a sentence was carved in the middle: Life is a fucking movie.

"Is the livestream a trashy movie?" Frank translated.

"Life isn't living." The girl at the counter corrected him. "Life is life."

Life is a trashy movie.

"Oh." Frank flipped it over and looked at the back of the lighter. There was also a sentence engraved on it: Life is a good day.

Life was a beautiful day.

The bottom of the lighter was engraved with the production date: 2019 MADE IN USA.

Playing with it in his hand, the pure silver carving felt very good.

Frank was quite satisfied with this new toy.

Frank used the new lighter to light up a cigarette. He took two sips and took a deep breath.

He took a taxi back to the villa.

Silvia also sent a message saying that she was already at the airport and was about to board the plane to Diego for training.

Frank wished her a safe journey.