The night was as soft as water, there was a slight chilliness in the air. Christopher and Chloe drove to the nearby park after they had escaped from the wedding site.

“We have sent our blessings, and now it is time for some fresh air.” Christopher unfastened his belt and got off the car, he opened the door for Chloe by the way.

They strolled on the path, and beside them was a lake, eerie-looking, gloomy and very creepy.

“Mr. Cleveland, can we go back now?” Chloe pulled at Christopher’s sleeve. The park was tinted with a sort of inexplicable terror by the shadows of the trees reflected on the lake.

“Are you afraid?”

“Yes.” Chloe was a timid girl and her hands now were clutching his arm tighter and tighter, she didn’t think she could walk any farther.

Christopher curved an evil smile, he was proud that his plan was working now. He himself was not a kid anymore but every time he saw Chloe he just couldn’t help teasing her. Maybe he had not really noticed her the first time when she mistook his elevator, but afterwards, gradually, he had started to find every act and move of her attractive and so much fun, not elegant or sophisticated enough, but cute and lovely.

“Chloe.” Christopher suddenly stopped but he didn’t turn back, he just stared at the pitch black lake.

“Mr. ... Mr. Cleveland...”Chloe felt it terrifying that Christopher had suddenly stopped, and that he suddenly called her name.

“I heard that there was a...”

“Stop it!” Chloe covered her ears, unwilling to hear, when Christopher kissed her on her forehead.

“...”

“Chloe, I want to tell you something.”

“...”

“Look at me.”

Chloe did as she was told obediently. She took her hands off her ears, her black eyes looked clear and harmless. He pinched her cheek gently, “no matter what I tell you, all you can do is nod.”

Suddenly there was a tint of bossy tone creeping into his voice, leaving no space for her to say no. Chloe only nodded, she felt the satisfaction of willingly submitting herself to him. Christopher smiled, and lowered his head to look at her so earnest.

“Listen, we have known each other for more than two months, you know who I am, probably you also know some of my habits and hobbies, and about you, maybe I know more than you have imagined, so there was an important analysis and conclusion for you to know.”

“...”

“First, the majority of the people in the company hope that you and I are together; second, you ex-boyfriend cheated on you and dumped you, and my ex-girlfriend and -fiancee has been married; third, we have slept on one bed last night; fourthly I think I’m in love with you; fifthly, we have just left the wedding, so many people are aware that you are my fiancee.”

“...”

Chloe felt she couldn’t move any part of her body from her head to her toes, her breath was taken. She stared at Christopher and couldn’t think straight.

“Now my analysis is finished, so the conclusion is, you should be with me, do you understand?”

Chloe had no idea what power had driven her into nodding her head, maybe it was what Christopher had told her ‘all you can do is nod’, or maybe it was that she just followed her heart and accepted this reasonable sounding confession.

“No backing out.”

“Okay...” Chloe forgot about the dreadful surroundings after her mouth was taken by Christopher, she felt his warm hug in his arms, and his flexible and bossy tongue was provoking her without scruples, which was just right with slight tenderness. Chloe found it was a very good kiss.

“Mr. Cleveland...” after the kiss, Chloe kept staring at Christopher who was still holding her tight, and did not what to do next.

“Mr. Cleveland? You can still call me so in the company though.” Christopher smiled and stroke her hair.

“...”

“Just call me Christopher.”

“...Christopher...” Chloe looked down shyly. It was way too fast than what she had imagined, she still felt in a dream now and had no idea what she was doing.

“Good, now I think we should be heading back.” Christopher took her and walked back. He found Chloe seemed very cold so he gave her his overcoat. He could see that her fine-looking face was blushing, and the happy smile on her lips.

After they had been back in the car, the atmosphere was still soaked in pink. Cautiously and carefully, Chloe took a peek at Christoper through the corner of her eye.

“Chloe, you can look at me right in the face.” No sooner had Christopher said to Chloe than she turned to look outside the window, so shy.

Christopher smiled, he started the car and left the park.

It was about ten o’clock when they returned home. Christopher didn’t say anything, he just watched her go upstairs beside the car, smiling.

“God!” Chloe pulled her quilt over her head. She felt everything was surreal, but at the thought of everything had happened recently, she felt some inexplicable sweetness overflew in her heart. Slowly, she slept on that in a dream.

The next morning, she overslept, gloriously. She took a look at the time and lost in a muddle. She should be in the company before nine and it was fifteen past nine.

She rushed out of the door after she had dressed herself in a hurry and washed up, then she saw a familiar car not far from her.

“Are you going to get in the car or not?” Now to her, Christopher looked as glorious as an angel with a halo above his head. Chloe looked at him and flushed, but she ran towards the car anyway.

Christopher watched her run before the car but suddenly stood there like a sculpture.

“Get in.”

“Oh, OK!” Chloe got in the car in one second, her heart was racing. She remembered what he had said to her last night in the park.

“Mr. Cleveland...”

“What are you calling me?”

“Oh, I mean, Christopher, are we really together now?” Chloe wanted a reconfirmation. She just couldn’t believe it was real, more impossible than a dream.

“Sure.”

“OK.”

Christopher turned to glance at Chloe, who was sitting at the passenger seat and fiddling with her fingers nervously, she still had the temperament of a kid.

“Bee---” there was a man crossing the street. Christopher stopped the car, and that man was standing in front, only several inches away.

Christopher got off to see what had happened, and Chloe unfastened herself and got off too.

“Why was you running around on the street?” Chloe opened her mouth first and looked at this odd man. The man had lifeless eyes, icy cold.

“....”

However, in Christopher’s eyes, there was something more. They knew each other.

The man had long hair, wore a stubble of untrimmed beard, seemed very dispirited. He was shorter and thinner than Christopher, her clothes was covered with colors.

“Christopher, in whose name do you think you can decide my future?”