Life: A Black and White Film (一生一世，黑白影画)

Chapter 10.2 - To Gaze Down with Compassion Like Bodhisattva (2)

"It's so late already. I won't go in." She took a look at her surroundings. "Are any of the manor's servants nearby? I can have them bring me back."

"No," Fu Ming answered. "This is the place in the manor with the worst living conditions. There are no servants, only some simple living facilities. If you want someone to lead you back, then aside from me, there is only Cheng Muyun."

"......" She was beginning to suspect that this was "revenge" brought against her because of her instance of defiance and challenge from earlier on. But she did not feel that a man who looked to be in his thirties could be petty to such a degree. "All right, then. No problem. The scenery is pretty good here, and it'll be quite nice to look at the peacocks."

"Miss Wen Han, you really don't intend on going inside?" Fu Ming gave an obscure smile. "There is a good chance I may get drunk and won't come back out until tomorrow morning. You don't mind waiting for a whole night?"

"Mr. Fu Ming, you really know how to make a joke. I wish you a good time catching up with him. Do not worry about me. Once dawn comes, I'll be able to walk back myself. You can sleep all the way until tomorrow evening."

Fu Ming laughed. "Then I shall wish also that you and the peacocks get along happily."

Turning, he waved at Wen Han with his back to her, and then he really did leave.

When this only person who had been with her also disappeared from view, Wen Han at last, after the fact, felt that this type of bleak, crude place was actually a little eerie and chilling.

A two-metre-high, gray, brick wall would not be able to stop any thieves, right?

If some unknown person really did come... would those two men who were drinking in that room hear her if she yelled? As Wen Han thought about this, she felt even more vexed.

The people who hung around Cheng Muyun were just as unreasonable as him, and they all did things that did not follow normal logic. Just a moment ago, she really had believed that out of kindness, Fu Ming would, on the way, escort her back to where she was staying, since, after all, she was Cheng Muyun's friend. Apparently, though, that other party only wanted to trick her into coming here and make her feel even more awkward.

Inside the fence, there was only a single peacock strutting around.

Of her own accord, she stepped a little closer. This was the only animal awake outside? Those dairy cows off in the distance clearly were asleep already, snuggling up motionlessly against each other to keep warm.<>Copyright of Fanatical, hui3r[dot]wordpress[dot]com. Translated with the express permission of the author for hui3r[dot]wordpress[dot]com. If you are not reading this from hui3r[dot]wordpress[dot]com, the translation has been taken without consent of the translator.

Wen Han rubbed her own arms. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a shadow.

It was Cheng Muyun.<>This is an UNAUTHORIZED copy, taken from hui3r[dot]wordpress[dot]com

"Are you looking for me?" His voice was weary.

"No." Wen Han continued gluing her eyes on the peacock. "Your friend tricked me into coming here. It's really dark out and I don't know the way back, so I can only wait here for sunrise." However, that peacock did not give her any face, and lifting its tail, it ran into the curtain of night with only a few steps.

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She sidestepped him. He drew near again.

Wen Han had already been feeling cold and angry from being duped by Fu Ming into coming here. Now, as he forced himself into her space like this, she felt even more stifled and decided to simply turn around. "Do you think it's really funny to do that?"