After finishing dinner, the two returned to the hotel. On the way, Lu Qingxu tried to hold Melody's hand, but she reacted strongly and pulled away.
"What's wrong? You seem unhappy. Are you feeling unwell?"
"I feel unwell everywhere. Don't you know I'm sick?"
"..."
Lu Qingxu quietly reflected on himself, wondering if he had said or done something wrong during dinner that upset her.
He thought for a long time but couldn't come up with anything. He could only shamelessly beg for reconciliation.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong. Don't be angry. It's bad for your health to be angry. Come, let's hug."
"No. Go away, stay away from me."
"I shouldn't have said you were uncomfortable so easily. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'll never say it again. Just one hug."
He was tall, handsome, rich, and generous, and he had no temper with her, showing as much humility as possible.
Melody found herself unable to get angry, which made her feel even worse and more defeated.
Suddenly, she felt she couldn't go on like this.
There were too many gentle people around him. If this continued, she would be influenced and try to become like them, desiring to possess what they had.
Then she would become increasingly miserable.
Life was short, and she had only wanted some fun. Why was she making herself like this?
She decided she had to break up with Lu Qingxu and return to her old self, to be a carefree Melody.
As long as she was happy every day, even if she died, this life would be worth it.
Once she had made up her mind, she stopped making a scene.
She allowed Lu Qingxu to hold her, and they returned to the hotel obediently.
Upon entering the room, after several days of being in the hospital without a chance for intimacy, the two shared a silent understanding.
As soon as Lu Qingxu's lips met hers, she responded.
As if they hadn't seen each other in lifetimes, Melody was incredibly passionate today, chasing him and asking for more.
Lu Qingxu continued to give.
It wasn't until almost five in the afternoon that the two finally stopped.
Lu Qingxu was exhausted lately and fell into a deep sleep less than two minutes after lying down. Melody, with matters on her mind, had no desire to sleep. She lay beside him, gazing at his face repeatedly, and finally couldn't resist taking a photo with her phone as a memento.
Then she got up, packed her things, blocked all his contact information, and left the room.
When she reached the hotel entrance, a black car happened to drive by. Melody's sole desire was to leave, so she got in without a second word.
"Miss, where are you going?"
Where to?
She hadn't booked her flight back to France yet. She definitely couldn't leave today, and she didn't know how to book flights using domestic apps. She would have to find a place to stay first.
"The hotel closest to the airport."
The driver started the car and glanced at her in the rearview mirror. She was so beautiful, and her accent was strange. He could tell she was someone who had returned from abroad, someone wealthy.
"Are you visiting Hangzhou for tourism or business, miss?"
Melody didn't reply.
"If you're here for tourism, I can recommend a few places..."
"No, thank you."
He hadn't intended to take a detour, but seeing her put on such airs and look down on him, the driver's mood soured, and he started driving erratically.
About eight meters behind her, a black car followed for a few blocks, then switched to a white car. The white car followed for a while before switching to a red car.
The driver drove further and further off the beaten path, becoming increasingly chaotic, until he finally entered a stretch of road with no surveillance. The red car seized the opportunity and cut him off.
The driver, startled by being cut off, reacted by lowering his window to curse. However, he was struck on the head.