‘SEE YOU MORNING’ 122 Her High Heels

‘SEE YOU MORNING’ 122 Her High Heels

The next morning, Lin Yuhui came to the office as usual. As he sat at his desk, he suddenly heard the sound of a woman’s high heels behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Cerise. She was wearing a pair of mid-heel sandals, and the sound of the heels hitting the floor suggested they were of good quality. Lin Yuhui glanced at her and paid no further attention, continuing with his work.
Before long, Cerise suddenly sat at her desk and stamped her feet repeatedly on the ground, deliberately making noise with her heels. Lin Yuhui turned to look at her and found her grinning at him without saying a word, wondering why she was stamping her feet to draw attention.
That’s just how she was. She still sometimes shouted with Sapphire in the office about looking for a boyfriend, and occasionally bragged about her adventures with Brother Land Rover. Lin Yuhui had no interest in engaging with these topics and ignored her. Dylan, however, always loved to flatter and go along with her. But he was a married man who spent all day fawning over young girls, which disgusted Lin Yuhui. Sometimes he would sarcastically say to him, “It’s still not too late for you to get a divorce.”
Stephanie was also married, and she would occasionally make a few teasing remarks about him, but Dylan didn’t care at all. Thick skin gets you everything, thin skin gets you nothing. That’s just how it is in this age that has abandoned reserve and virtue.
For Lin Yuhui, the new IT girl in the upstairs office was more his type. He compiled the company’s requirements for database functions, asked Sapphire for her WeChat, and sent them to her as a work-related contact. Lin Yuhui even volunteered to his boss that he was willing to coordinate this work. He never got himself into messy situations, but this time he made an exception against his own principles. The boss did not agree.
However, Lin Yuhui had a knot in his heart. He would not enter into deep relationships with multiple people at the same time, nor would he start a new relationship before ending the previous one. And Cerise was the first person he had met, or rather, the first fox spirit in his dreams. Lin Yuhui wanted to confirm whether she actually cared about this encounter, but Cerise had never made her position clear. She enjoyed the attention of the men around her, but never seemed willing to give up the entire forest for a single tree.
Lin Yuhui wanted to push things forward. If he got no response from her, he would assume she wasn’t serious. He had done everything he could, and moving on would leave him with no regrets.
But how to push things forward? Using the method he was good at, Lin Yuhui created another series of comics and posted them on his WeChat Moments. He started with a picture of Armstrong landing on the moon, with the caption: High heels are one small step for man, but one giant leap for Cerise.
Then he photoshopped a picture of Cerise on an escalator in a mall into a flooded world, with the line: Thanks to my high heels and long legs. Next, he photoshopped a photo of her back into her carrying her BMW car, standing at the exit of a flooded tunnel, still with the same line: Thanks to my high heels and long legs. Then he took the poster of the disaster movie The Day After Tomorrow and photoshopped Cerise sitting on the shoulder of the flooded Statue of Liberty. Finally, he photoshopped a picture of her showing off her long legs into her throwing a high heel that hit Godzilla on the head, again with the same line. But in his heart, Lin Yuhui was hinting that she should stay away from those unreliable, low-class men, like Dylan.
Finally, Lin Yuhui did not forget to mourn the victims of the flood, and then drew the boss and his wife into the gossip. The effect of the Moments post was remarkable, because when he tried to talk to the IT girl upstairs about the company’s database technical requirements, he was coldly rejected. Lin Yuhui didn’t want to explain anything. Even though he had repeatedly seen that a male colleague seemed to be pursuing her, often walking with her on the way to and from the cafeteria at noon, Lin Yuhui knew very well that she was not satisfied and kept her distance from him. Even Lin Yuhui himself thought the man was not good enough for her, because he looked stupid and dull, completely unworthy of the girl’s intelligence, let alone anything else.
Sometimes no response is a response. Cerise was the same as always for several days, from Monday to Friday. Lin Yuhui even wondered if he should confess his feelings and ask about her attitude. But when he summoned up the courage to confess on Friday morning, Cerise came to the office wearing the same clothes as the day before, and she smelled terrible. It seemed like someone had sneezed on her, the smell of a stinky man. And she was extremely sleepy, obviously having stayed up all night again.
Lin Yuhui had nothing to say. He just silently reminded her to change clothes via WeChat, and then deleted all his WeChat posts. He wasn’t used to posting on WeChat Moments anyway, and by “all”, he meant those two themed works.
Lin Yuhui began to distance himself from Cerise. He no longer responded to her topics, no longer cared about anything she did, and even deliberately avoided looking at her. He wanted to remove Cerise from his world. Even the innocent Lila noticed this trend and whispered quietly to Stephanie,
“Look, David isn’t looking at Cerise anymore.”
“Out of sight, out of mind.” Stephanie knew perfectly well everything that was happening right under her nose.
In the days that followed, Lin Yuhui avoided everything about her. When they met in the hallway, he didn’t look at her. Every morning, no matter who arrived first, he didn’t look at her. At noon in the cafeteria, when Sapphire and Cerise sat near the seat Lin Yuhui usually took, he saw them and voluntarily moved to another place.
For the rest of his time in the office, Lin Yuhui only focused on his work and ignored everything else. Even at the project kickoff meeting in the boss’s office, he sat far away in a corner, as if he were invisible. As for the little games between Happy and Cerise, what did they have to do with him? They were just bored, immature people, driven by hormones to do little things they didn’t even understand themselves. If kindergarten children did those things, it could be considered innocent and pure. But when young men and women in their twenties do them, there’s really no other word to describe it except improper.
One day, for some reason, Lila stood there and seemed to be speaking for Lin Yuhui’s benefit,
“Actually, Cerise left very early,”
From the surrounding conversation, Lin Yuhui knew she was talking about Cerise going to a male colleague’s house, either for a blind date or a visit. But what was the point of Lila saying this? In Lin Yuhui’s eyes, Cerise could go to anyone’s house, but she refused to come to his office on weekends. She enjoyed the compliments of the men around her, but had no intention of focusing on a relationship with him. According to Lin Yuhui’s values and life principles, such a woman had no possibility whatsoever of becoming his partner.