Ball

It was 1900H, the night of the graduation ball.

He Zifeng arrived on time, but he refused to pick up Wang Zihan, thus he came alone in his car, which he handed over to the valet. He looked like he was waiting for his date at the entrance, but truth was he was looking out for the arrival of someone else.

As he was becoming impatient and cold at the entrance, a black Maserati pulled at the pavement directly where he had been staring.

He saw a classmate go out. His eyes roamed at the back of the car, awaiting someone else to arrive.

Then, at the corner of his eye, a red dress was blown by the wind, revealing a thigh-high slit.

He Zifeng could not believe his eyes. Chen Kaori went with Su Lianghao!

Su Lianghao escorted his date as if she was fragile, keeping up with her pace and gently supporting her with his arm.

He Zifeng felt as if there was a lump in his throat.

Chen Kaori was not just dismissing his offers because she was mad at him. She really had a dress and a date!

Chen Kaori has fair skin, but not pale. Her facial features are from the good mix of her parents, but nothing was standing out--eyes are not too big or immediately expressive, nose is not too tall but not flat nor alaes are too flary, and her lips are not pouty. However, with good makeup, her features are highlighted in the right places.

He Zifeng was mesmerized by the look, but he recognized her through and through.

She was not pretending tonight. She already had the finesse and elegance. It was just that everybody failed to notice before.

He Zifeng opened his mouth when the two passed by where he was standing, but no word came out.

Chen Kaori passed by, not giving even a glance at him, as if she did not see him. She gave all her attention to her date.

He Zifeng tightly clenched his teeth, but he hid them with his lips. He tried hard not to show his emotions, but his brows are almost knitted together.

Chen Kaori had always been around him whenever she can from the moment they first met. She took all her chances to talk to him, even with the dumbest of reasons.

At that moment, He Zifeng felt he lost something that belonged to him. He felt invisible.

Suddenly, there was a tap on his shoulder, bursting his thought bubble.

Then the face of Wang Zihan, with heavy makeup on appeared before him.

"Did you wait that long?" was her rhetorical question.

She took his arm and dragged him into the hall. "Let's go."

He Zifeng had no chance to escape her grasp and was dragged along into the hall where soft music was playing.

They went in and registered. Everyone was just mingling around before the program starts.

Even though Wang Zihan kept him close as she talked to her friends, He Zifeng's eyes darted around the hall, looking for someone else.

When his eyes caught the fair girl in a bloody red dress, they seemed to dim as he saw he sweet smile directed to somebody else.

Wang Zihan was not naive. She led him to the drinks table and grab some juice for the both of them.

As He Zifeng sipped on his drink, eyes still fixated on the girl in red, his ears somehow heard his date.

"You're a fool." Wang Zihan leaned towards him so he could hear through the music. "Do you regret it now?" she raised the corner of her lips.

He finally turned his head towards his date, but with an ugly frown.

Wang Zihan chuckled. She removed her arm which was wrapped around his, then whispered, "I let you go now...but, what are you gonna do?"