Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Hearing the noise in the living room, Wesley looked at his watch to check the time. 'It's about time for dinner, ' he thought. He stood and told Megan, "Come and eat. You can do the rest after dinner."

"Okay,"

They walked out of the bedroom to find that Blair was nowhere to be found. The table was set, chock-full of various dishes. The smell reached Wesley's nostrils, and his stomach growled obligingly.

Megan jogged over to the table excitedly and said, "A six-course meal and soup. Man, I'm starved! Let's wash up, Uncle Wesley."

Wesley pondered for a while and said, "Wait a sec. I'll be back."

Then he turned and left the apartment. The smile on Megan's face vanished as she watched him leave.

Wesley rang the doorbell a few times, but Blair didn't come to the door. Anxious and impatient, he keyed in the password to her apartment and slipped inside.

The apartment was dark. It seemed no one was home. "Blair," he called. But no one answered.

He believed Blair wasn't home.

'She cooked dinner, but left my apartment. She didn't eat, she didn't even say goodbye. What the hell?'

Because he couldn't find Blair, Wesley grew anxious.

He took out his phone to call her, only to realize that he didn't have her number.

Blair had once tried to friend him on WeChat, but she changed her mind in the end.

Looking around her empty apartment, Wesley grew more irritated by the minute.

After leaving his place, instead of going back to her own apartment, Blair took the elevator, went downstairs and walked out of the apartment complex.

cabinet, ' she remembered, not long after she had left the building. 'Never mind. I'll grab

then I won't have to go through the trouble to give

breath in the air, but Blair only wore a thin coat. The cold wind chilled her to the bone. Roaming the streets, she had no destination in mind. She

so many days had put her in the best of moods.

they were not alone. There was Megan. Blair couldn't stand that girl.

bedroom alone with Megan. She wondered what they were doing in there, and her thoughts

That would be rude. She waited and waited for what seemed like forever,

her chopsticks. It was sodden, dripping dashi broth back into the bowl. As he got closer, he could see the bowl full of boiled eggs, daikon, and konjac on a bed of ramen noodles. Oden. She was shaking from the cold. Anxious to eat something to warm herself, she

she was too hungry, she didn't wait for long enough before she put a piece of

surprising that her tongue got burned and

a long sigh. Then she put her

mouth, someone held her wrist and

to

so cold outside, and he didn't bundle up. Is he looking for me? Did

asked Blair. The grimness on his face scared

answering and pulled her

out of the snack bar. "Hey, I'm not done

his mouth. His cheeks bulged like a chipmunk while he chewed it up and swallowed it all. "Now you're

ate from the same bowl as me.

even ate all the soup. After that, he showed her the empty disposable paper bowl, threw it into the bin and held her wrist, leading her out of the shop.

food fantastic. She loved it, but had been too busy preparing for exams to come here. So she finally made it

her

noticing she was only

up. Let go

into the building, still

were waiting for the elevator, Blair leaned on the wall, panting. It was only then