Capítulo 1608: Chapter 1608: Forever and Ever, Smooth Sailing
After taking the medicine, the headache and stomachache eased a bit.
She closed her eyes and leaned against the bed, the boundless sound of rain filling her ears.
Her heart beat in rhythm with the rain, yet her whole body felt icy cold.
She sat there silently, her mind a chaotic blur, with flashes of memories surfacing at the wrong moments, like film fragments.
The clock on the wall ticked away, second by second.
A long, long time passed.
Lilac Serval climbed out of bed, stumbling as she walked to the wardrobe, picking a camel-colored long coat.
After putting on the coat, she tied up her long hair with a wine-red ribbon, then grabbed an umbrella and stepped outside.
The rain outside was pouring.
As she reached the edge of the apartment hallway, a gust of wind carried the rain onto her body.
The cold raindrops sent a shiver through her; the alcohol cleared her head just a little.
Opening the umbrella, she walked unsteadily into the rain, her black boots splashing in puddles, sending droplets onto her pants.
By the roadside, she hailed a taxi.
“Miss, where to?” The driver glanced at Lilac Serval, clearly drunk, and asked.
Lilac Serval sat in the passenger seat, propping her head up and thinking for a long time.
“Miss, don’t you know where you’re going? If you don’t know, get out of the car and think about it first. Let me know once you’ve figured it out,” the driver coaxed.
“I… I know…” Lilac Serval massaged her temples, trying desperately, frantically to remember.
After a minute, the driver grew increasingly impatient.
“If you can’t figure it out, just get out of the car, okay?”
“I remember now.” A bright glimmer shimmered in Lilac Serval’s eyes, like stars in the sky, sparkling faintly. “Picking Stars Tower…”
As she spoke, a man’s voice echoed in her ears, low and alluring—
“There’s a tower in Landon, tall and majestic, called Picking Stars Tower. Standing at the top, you can touch the stars.”
Standing at the top, you can touch the stars.
Could it be, you could also grasp happiness?
Rain pounded against the taxi’s windows, rattling noisily.
The driver furrowed his brows impatiently, trying to usher her out: “What Picking Stars Tower? There’s no such tower in Landon. If you’re drunk, you shouldn’t be out here.”
The driver frowned with disdain, the stench of alcohol heavy on her.
“It exists… it does…” Lilac Serval argued desperately.
“Then tell me where it is! If you don’t give me a location, how am I supposed to take you there? My time is precious; you’ve already wasted a few minutes!”
Where?
Where is it…
Her hazy gaze drifted toward the car window.
Outside, the rain blurred the view, lights glittering in the distance.
“Probably… down Peace Flower Road and turning left…” Lilac Serval strained to recall.
She hadn’t been there for two years; the location was fuzzy in her memory.
Vaguely, the name of the road seemed familiar.
Peace Flower, peace and prosperity, unending smooth journeys.
“Alright, I’ll take you there. If it’s wrong, don’t blame me. Oh, and did you bring your wallet? If not, I won’t take you—I’m not running a charity, don’t make me waste my time,” the driver retorted unpleasantly.
“Money…” Lilac Serval lowered her head to rummage through her bag. Drunk and fumbling, she pulled out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it to the driver. “Will… will this be enough?”
The driver seized the opportunity, taking her hundred-yuan bill: “Just enough.”
“Oh, then let’s go!” Lilac Serval suddenly brightened like a child, her eyes sparkling with joy.
The driver finally stopped making too many comments, but still cast her a disdainful glance: “Don’t throw up in my car.”