I’m flustered by his look, as I always would be.
Whitney, as one of the judges of the competition, is two seats apart from me to my right.
She looks over my direction as France’s eyes.
I lower my head uneasily, with my breath being uneven.
“Are you nervous?”
Nicole seems to have sensed that something is wrong with me and turns around to ask me.
Her attitude towards me has literally changed since I was cleared of the last plagiarism. Now the way
she talks to me can’t be gentler.
I give her a forced smile and shake my head.
“I’m good.”
“The competition will start in three days, so don’t worry. We still have time to collect materials and get
the spark of inspirations.”
Nicole pats my shoulder to comfort me.
As the ceremony moves on, the host invites judges of the competition to the stage.
There are three judges consisting of the jury.
They are Donny, Whitney and a foreign old lady with a benign face. The old lady looks familiar, but I
can’t remember who she is.
Whitney stands beside Frances.
The host looks towards them and suggests in a smiling tone, “I heard that you are a couple. Now that
the theme of this competition is ‘love’, may I ask you to kiss each other in public?”
The host is talking in foreign language. I’m not good at it and I also don’t understand what he is saying,
but strange enough, I understood the request he made to Frances and Whitney.
Every word of it injures my heart.
It’s just miserable for me to see them being intimate and close.
The audiences are already excited.
It seems that everyone likes to cheer up for the fun, on matter which country he is in.
Whitney blushes slightly in the cheer, as shy as an innocent young girl.
My eyes involuntarily fall on Frances’s lips. The way he kissed me has printed in my mind. Thinking of
his lingering kiss, my lips seem to be burning.
Frances smiles at the audience, but I feel he’s smiling at me.
Then, he turns aside and cups her face in his hands, bending forward and laying a soft kiss on her lips.
At the same time, there are cheerful yells and whistles in the audience. I bite my lips tightly, watching
him deepen the kiss, as if kissing a beloved lover.
He never kisses me like this. His kiss on my lips is always overbearing and wild, without any love.
Whitney is different to him.
I realize it’s so hard for me to accept the fact that he loves Whitney.
I feel wretched. Such a beautiful and romantic scene of them makes me miserable.
I stand on my feet and say to Nicole with a quite low voice, “I’m not feeling comfortable. I want to go
back to the hotel.”
Then, I leave there quickly.
At the door of the hall, I run slap into a man.
I look up and find he’s Herman.
“It’s you?”
I am amazed.
But soon, I just realize that DS Company is the sponsor for this competition, and Herman is the
company’s director. So it makes sense that I met him here.
“What’s wrong with you? Your eyes are red.” Herman asks me with confusion.
I look at him but don’t know how to express my feelings.
But he knowingly glimpses at the stage and immediately understands what’s going on.
“Come on. Let me take you out for something fun.” Then he takes me out of the hall.
A call of an old lady is heard behind us when he is about to start the car.
I turn around and find it’s that foreign old lady, one of the judges.
“Grandma, what are you doing out here?” Herman asks with amazement.
“I’m no longer young for such a lively scene.” Then she gets in the car and is kind of shocked to see me
in the car too.
“Where does this beautiful Asian girl come from? Your girlfriend?” the old lady asks with a
smile.
“Where does this beautiful Asian girl come from? Your girlfriend?” the old lady asks with a
smile.
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