LOGINOn the fifth anniversary of Rebecca Perry's marriage to Vance Bradford, his first love returned to the country. That night, she caught him in the bathroom, murmuring Catherine's name as he pleasured himself. That was why, for five years, he had never touched her. "Catherine is back; she's all alone. I'm just helping her as a friend." "I understand." "I promised her I'd accompany her to the island for her birthday. I'm just fulfilling it." "Okay." "This banquet requires a capable companion, and Catherine is more suitable than you." "Okay, go ahead." When she stopped getting angry, stopped shedding tears, and stopped making a fuss, he grew puzzled. "Rebecca, why aren't you angry?" Of course, she wasn't angry anymore—because she was preparing to leave. Weary of this stagnant marriage, she had secretly learned a foreign language, taken the proficiency exam, and applied to study abroad. The day her visa was approved, she presented him with the divorce agreement. Vance froze. "No joke. How are you gonna survive without me?" Rebecca turned away, bought a plane ticket, and flew to the European continent, vanishing without a trace. The next time he saw news of her was in a viral video. Dressed in a flowing red gown, she danced against a foreign sky, igniting the internet with her performance. He gritted his teeth. "Rebecca, no matter where you hide, I will find you and bring you back!"
View MoreThe rest of the night passed without further dreams.When she woke up the next morning, Rebecca was clear-headed again. Thinking back to the dream, she believed it must have been triggered by revisiting high school memories last night.That day, they were scheduled to visit the home of an elderly traditional dancer on the island. They had originally planned for their host to take them, but he had sudden business, asking his brother next door to guide them instead.When they arrived at the neighboring house, Rebecca suddenly remembered that Darren had once stayed there. She couldn't help studying the building more carefully.This guesthouse appeared to have been operating longer than the others. It was probably the oldest in the village. One of its distinctive features was a large cabinet filled with guestbooks.It was tidy and clean, yet brimming with a sense of history at every turn.Rebecca stood in front of the cabinet, wondering if there might be a page with Darren's message.
Darren liked wearing loose clothes. Especially in spring and autumn, he often wore oversized, thick-knit sweaters.Rebecca squinted. In her blurred vision, the person speaking across from her looked like Darren."Darren," she said, drunk and dreamy. "Did you ever catch locusts and eat them later?"The person across from her paused. "What did you call me?""Darren..." She rubbed her eyes and finally realized it was Vance.She waved her hand. "Never mind.""You're drunk," Vance said.Yes, she was. Otherwise, she wouldn't have mixed them up.She felt a wave of melancholy, resting her forehead on her hand. "I drank too much. Let's call it a night."She stood up, leaning on Heather. "Come on. Let's go back to our room.""Okay," Heather replied, having a better tolerance for alcohol.It had only heightened her mood; she was still quite clear-headed. She turned to say goodbye to Anna, then helped Rebecca head to their room.Vance and Anna spoke in unison. "Bye."Rebecca never exp
Rebecca picked up a piece of black bread, dipped it in the stew broth, and took a bite.It was still very hard and chewy. The parts not soaked in broth were tough enough to hurt the inside of her mouth.She imagined Darren eating this kind of bread and, perhaps because of the alcohol, his image grew clearer in her mind. She began to remember that no matter what he ate, he always seemed genuinely happy.There had been one time...She had practiced so late that when she finally reached the cafeteria, most trays were already empty. Only Darren was still at the counter.She usually didn't pay much attention to him, but that day she noticed how much he ate. His tray was twice the size of hers and piled high with rice. Only two dishes remained at the window—a bit of cabbage and some meat. He looked ready to take it all.Noticing her arrival, he only took half a scoop of cabbage and started to leave. She guessed he was leaving the meat and the rest for her."Hey, let's split the meat,"
Uriah couldn't help asking her, "A friend of yours?"Vance gave a gentle smile. "We just know each other."She was tipsy but not drunk enough to utter the words "ex-husband".Anna smiled sweetly. "We're friends."Rebecca was momentarily stunned. The awkwardness dissolved instantly with Anna's friendliness.Rebecca thought to herself that it was a good thing she and Vance had ended their marriage like mortal enemies, cutting all ties cleanly. Otherwise, she would feel terrible for someone as sweet as Anna.Anna's comment effectively ended any further discussion about who Vance was to Rebecca. Everyone introduced themselves, and the second round of drinking began.Throughout the meal, Rebecca didn't talk much.She just listened, ate, and drank while Uriah and another student chatted with Vance about music and the local dances. Whenever Uriah praised her, she felt a little awkward and could only raise her glass in response.Anna expressed her love for Deer Cry. Sitting next to he












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