Then I packed my belongings and took a taxi back to my small apartment, which I hadn't visited in a long time.
Finishing all this, I took a taxi back to my small house that I hadn't visited in a long time.
After I graduated from university, my parents bought me a small apartment in this city.
After getting together with Alex, he always said that our homes were too far apart, and it was troublesome for us to commute between them, so he asked me to move in with him.
Actually, the distance between these two houses was just the distance between him and me.
We looked close, but our hearts seemed to be separated by the Pacific Ocean.
Back in the long-lost small house, I tidied up simply and went to bed after washing up.
The next day, I found only a few messages on my phone.
[What's the matter with you now?]
[Come back when you've calmed down. Don't be too willful.]
It seemed he came home last night and found out I had moved out.
I didn't reply to his messages and just went about my own business.
This kind of thing wasn't the first time it had happened.
Vivian would call him whenever something was wrong. She would even ask him to accompany her when she was awakened by thunder at midnight and couldn't sleep.
I had questioned him and quarreled and argued with him.
But he said, "People with a dirty heart see everything as dirty."
Every time he abandoned me to go to Vivian, he would send me roses afterward to appease me. And I would continue to be deeply immersed in this relationship as if nothing had happened.
But I was tired this time.
As I stepped out of the company after work in the evening, I saw him standing outside.
Dressed in a suit, he had a handsome face and a tall and strong figure with excellent body proportions, just like a model on the runway. Passersby couldn't help but look at him.
If it were any other day, I would have gone up to him and asked him to get in the car to keep others from looking at him.
But this time, I just wanted to pretend I didn't see him.
I walked towards the station on my own, and Alex quickly caught up with me. He didn't mention the incident and said calmly, "It's Jason's birthday today. He invited us to have dinner together."
I stopped and looked at him. "Sure."
We got in the car, and there was a silence inside.
The wind blew in from outside the window, and I smelled a faint scent of jasmine.
It was the scent of Vivian.