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Each item was carefully packed, just like the shattered promises between us, torn apart mercilessly.
I called a cab and sent her belongings back home.
I completely severed all ties with her.
Leaning back on the sofa, I gazed out the window, my heart a tumult of emotions.
The love we once shared had ultimately become a joke.
Suddenly, my phone vibrated; a message from Wang Lina appeared with a photo.
In the picture, she was close to that young man, captioned simply: "Brother."
I stared at the photo, my heart aching like a knife wound.
How could she have a brother? She was clearly an only child!
And that Rolex watch—she had promised it to me as a wedding gift, yet it now adorned that man's wrist.
Had she been planning this all along?
Unable to resist, I clicked into her social media, scrolling through her posts one by one.
A particular comment caught my attention; it was from Moon's Star: "Thank you."
Who was this person? When did they appear?
I combed through all the comments and finally found a clue from a year ago.
Moon's Star would pop up every so often, using gentle and delicate words as if guarding some secret.
Suddenly, I recalled that second year after the accident when Wang Lina began going out frequently.
At the time, I thought she just needed time to heal; little did I know, she had already started a new life.
This was her way of stepping out of the shadows.
I forced a bitter smile as I turned off my phone, deciding not to get entangled with her any longer.
She had already betrayed me.
In the early morning, the sudden ring of my phone broke the silence.
On the other end, my mother's voice was filled with concern. "Zhi Qiang, what happened between you and Wang Lina?"
Ever since the news of Wang Lina regaining her sight spread, my mother had been restless.
"Mom, we broke up," I said softly.
"What? Why? You seemed fine just yesterday." My mother sounded astonished.
"Mom, please don't ask," I replied wearily.
"Zhi Qiang, you can't be angry with her! She's your savior!" my mother said anxiously.
I couldn't help but scoff inwardly. Savior?
Yes, on the surface it seemed that way, but in reality, it was a carefully orchestrated trap.
"Mom, I know what I'm doing," I responded flatly.
After hanging up, I leaned back on the sofa and stared at the ceiling.
Wang Lina's mask had long been removed, leaving only the unbearable truth behind.
I needed to live for myself, not be shackled by her shadow.
Two days later, Ma Zhiqiang returned home from work to find Wang Lina sitting on the sofa.
Wang Lina confronted Ma Zhiqiang, questioning why he didn’t care about her. In response, Ma Zhiqiang directly asked her who the man in her photo was.
Wang Lina tried to explain that he was just a friend, but Ma Zhiqiang expressed his doubts, pointing out that she had never truly trusted him.
Wang Lina insisted that she hadn’t deceived him and suggested that he could investigate if he wanted to.
Ma Zhiqiang then questioned her about the state of her eyes. Wang Lina admitted that her eyes had just recovered and stated that she had come back to inform him of this news.
Ma Zhiqiang doubted Wang Lina's honesty, noting that her eyes should have healed long ago.
Suddenly, Wang Lina stood up, emotionally demanding to know why Ma Zhiqiang was treating her this way.
Ma Zhiqiang coldly replied, “Because you have long since stopped trusting me.”
Wang Lina felt incredulous. “What are you talking about? I trust you.”
Ma Zhiqiang remained indifferent. “Who said ‘thank you’ in your circle of friends?”
Wang Lina paused for a moment before realizing that Ma Zhiqiang had discovered her secret.
She forced herself to remain calm and said, “That was… an old friend.”
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