You've Got Mail: Cautionary Tale (YGMCT)

Chapter 5 - Adviser Wu's Wet Dream (NSFW)

Chapter 5 – Adviser Wu’s Wet Dream (NSFW)

When the salesman saw Wu Xingzi, he welcomed him with a smile. “Master Wu, you’re here.”

“Ah yes, yes.” Wu Xingzi smiled bashfully. He wrung his hands unconsciously, and with familiar steps, followed the salesman to the parlour at the back of the shop.

“Master Wu, please take a seat. I’ll go and retrieve your letters now.” The salesman offered him both tea and snacks. After collecting the letters that Wu Xingzi wanted to send, he left.

As Wu Xingzi sat, his feet kept tapping on the ground. He lifted the teacup a few times, but did not put it to his lips before placing it down again.

The butterflies fluttering in his stomach made it so that he  could not help but stare at the closed door. Although he had come a few times to collect the letters already, Wu Xingzi was still not used to being in such an elegant place like the Peng Society. As he was filled with anticipation for the letters, he was also anxious over letting someone else work for him.

After about a quarter of an hour that felt like it would never end, the door was finally pushed open. Wu Xingzi nearly leapt up from his seat, but managed to hold himself back.

“Master Wu, you have a little more letters today. Some are from Bastion City.” The salesman pointed at some of the letters in his hand, before gathering them up and passing them to Wu Xingzi.

From Bastion City? Wu Xingzi was a little taken aback before he remembered that he did send three letters to the Peng Society in Bastion City, about seven or eight days ago. That was probably the furthest place located away from Goose City, and Great Xia’s most southern and most flourishing city.

An unexplainable hopefulness welled up within him. Wu Xingzi thanked the salesman for the letters, then passed a few coins over to him. Just like before, he packed up the leftover snacks and left, satisfied.

He had spent some time in quite a number of available parlours at the back of the shop. Although they were not extremely spacious, they were not cramped either. For a person to wait there with drinks and snacks for about a quarter to half an hour, they were very comfortable.

In the past, Wu Xingzi had never met any other members of the Peng Society, likely because very few of them would come so early like he did. Most of them would probably only come after it was noon — this was what the salesman had told him over a casual chat.

Therefore, when he heard the door of the parlour next door open the same time as he opened his door, he jumped in shock, shrinking and thinking of retreating back into the room. However, the salesman was just behind him, so he was stuck, a foot beyond the threshold and a foot still inside, completely frozen.

“Master Wu?” The salesman was very nimble, and was able to avoid knocking into Wu Xingzi.

“Umm…” Wu Xingzi felt so embarrassed that he wished he could dig a hole and bury himself in it. In a fluster, he did not know what he should do.

“What happened?” The customer from the parlour next door stopped and asked him casually, after seeing Wu Xingzi’s pale and sweating face.

Wu Xingzi shivered when he heard that voice, his ears turning red.

He had never heard such a pleasant voice before. It sounded just like the flowing water, as well as the striking of jade pieces. It was clear and melodious like a cold spring, yet warm and gentle like a lover’s whisper. Even though it was just a simple question, it went straight to Wu Xingzi’s heart and hooked onto it.

Wu Xingzi did not dare to look towards the owner of that voice. He covered his ears in discomposure, his head hanging to the point where his chin was pressed into his chest. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the edges of a black robe that were embroidered with elegant dark patterns.