Stuck in you

"You're skipping work, Mr. Fu. Your salary should be deducted twice as much if you skip work for no reason," Rachel joked as she smiled at the man in front of her.

Jack decided to play along. "All I want is to take her out to open her field of vision."

Amused by Jack's theatric expressions, she punched him gently on the chest. "Ass. Where do you want to take me? Tell me or the police would be on their way."

He completely changed character as he solemnly placed a hand on his chest, shaking his head. "Don't be scared. I'll take you to a fairyland."

The car echoed with laughter as the two joked along the way. Unconsciously, the atmosphere between them finally relaxed and brightened as mirth danced across their eyes. In more than an hour's drive, the sunlight's orange gaze delighted their view.

The road they were going on was flanked by two mountains, as if the road had split them into two. Rachel admired the scenery with curiosity and excitement.

He drove very fast until he arrived at their destination. Although it wasn't a paradise, it was still a place that could hold a thousand pictures.

She got out of the car. The sun was still shining brightly outside. Since she didn't take her umbrella with her, she raised her hand to cover her forehead.

Jack led her along the path till they finally found shade.

"Where are we going?"

she asked curiously. "Fishing," he replied.

Rachel blinked as she gazed at each of his hand, seeing that he had nothing with him. "Are you sure?" They came out to fish yet he didn't bring any of the equipment.

He saw through her expression almost immediately. He laughed and waved his hand. "You'll know when we get there."

After walking along the avenue that was paved with stones, a huge statue came into view. It was carved to shape a fish that had just leapt out of the water.

The winding road stopped at wooden fences. Soon enough, a row of small houses came into view.

It was much cooler here as they were much closer to the ocean.

"In there?"

"Yes."

He led her through the shadowy parts of the path and stopped at the third house. When they arrived, she peered across the window. It was a shop.

In it was a variety of fishing products that could help them on their way. The shopkeeper was working on a fishing pole, with his back facing towards them. When Jack knocked on the window, the man turned his head.

He immediately walked over with a smile. "Hello, what do you need?"

Jack took out his card and placed it on the table. At the sight, the storekeeper nodded understandingly.

He walked up to the side door. "You haven't been here for a long time, Mr. Fu. Welcome back."

at Rachel curiously before

is at the back. Come

as

them to a red-roofed house with three floors. He asked them to stay in the

Rachel scanned her surroundings.

window decorated one side of the wall, letting golden light stream across the floorboards. It was a

blue shirt handed them two bottles of mineral water. "Please drink some water,"

her chest and discovered she was from

the lid of one

a long drive, she was incredibly thirsty. She drank half

was finished, Jack peered

bottle cap." However, instead of giving it to her, he

She tried to stop him but it was too

so strangely for Rachel. After so many days had passed, they had finally started to become more intimate with one another. Although drinking from the

cover her embarrassment by looking

storekeeper came back with a

In fact, at the sight of it, Rachel thought they

the bag. "Please have a look. Everything has been maintained," he said.

over to the table and surveyed

storekeeper placed

outside the air-conditioned room. The coolness that had wrapped around her was gone in

storekeeper went over and packed them some baits and nets and

took their things and smiled at them.

Would they go fishing?

Rachel had to wipe the sweat off her forehead. Green trees crowded around her gaze as they

the view that she didn't even notice that Jack was talking to her. The wind was much colder now, given

Jack smiled. "What are

"The view's nice,"

to the fishing port. In the meantime, a strong

they were at a river. The

the place being well-handled, there were tons

weren't many private fishing clubs

and help me,"

up to help

the equipment in good view. He quickly attached the bait to his string

wind blew over the river. Under the setting sun, the entire waters

on the chairs under

looked to the side, she could also see that

glanced at the man beside her. He raised his head.