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We both maintained a distance, pretending not to know each other. He seemed darker than last time, perhaps due to the hard work. I deliberately kept my distance from him because I was afraid I would break character at any moment. I couldn't continue singing that song earlier and had to make an excuse to go to the restroom. I fled in a panic.
It wasn't until I entered the restroom that I could catch my breath. I calmed down and began to feel a delayed sense of anxiety. What was going on? How could he be friends with Zhou Chu? I was shocked and momentarily didn't know what to do. This world truly felt like a vast social network.
I stayed in the restroom for over ten minutes before returning to the private room. He was singing a soothing love song into the microphone. The song suited his voice perfectly, and my gaze was fixed on him until my boyfriend called me, snapping me back to reality. I felt a bit awkward.
To avoid looking too uncomfortable, I could only drink glass after glass of alcohol. Throughout the evening, I felt uneasy. They were drinking and playing games while I looked at my boyfriend, almost pleading as I said, "I'm feeling a bit unwell; can I leave?" He seemed worried about me and wanted to see me off. I lied and told him I had already called a cab.
As soon as I left the private room, I could feel him watching me closely. I nearly fled in desperation. Once outside, it suddenly hit me that I might not actually like my boyfriend anymore. Otherwise, why would I care so much about Zhou Ran and not about Zhou Chu?
Memories of that time in the cave resurfaced in my mind, and I couldn't erase them from my memory. My heart felt incredibly bitter. I hailed a taxi and got in. Just as I settled into the seat, Zhou Ran sent me a message: "Long time no see; are you avoiding me?"
I stared blankly at my phone, unsure how to respond. Am I avoiding him? But why would I want to avoid him? Perhaps even I couldn't figure out the reason behind it all. For a moment, I didn't know where to go and just let the driver take me around in circles.
I tried to sort out my feelings, but the more I thought about it, the more confused I became. Before long, another message from him came through.
"Don't worry, I won't disturb your life. I wish you happiness."
I couldn't help but feel my eyes welling up. Can I really be happy?
The answer is something I don't even know myself.
My mind was a mess, and I had no idea what was happening right now.
But no matter how chaotic it was, I had to go back and face it.
I couldn't run away.
Yet his face lingered in front of me, refusing to fade away.
I couldn't continue like this.
After all, today is my boyfriend's birthday. If he discovers something that makes him unhappy, it would be too unfair to him.
Even though I might not be able to return to how things were between us, I still didn't want to hurt him.
I had seen all the good he had done for me during this time.
With a heavy heart, I returned home.
When I got home, my boyfriend was already there.
I was a bit surprised; I didn't expect him to come back so early.
As soon as he saw me, he rushed over and said, "Baby, why did you come back so late? Where have you been? I called you and you didn't answer."
The worry in his eyes was genuine.
I raised my phone and suddenly realized there were nearly ten missed calls from him.
I shook my head and said, "It's nothing, just a bit of a headache."
But he insisted on getting to the bottom of it: "Baby, what's wrong? I've noticed you've been acting strange lately; it seems like there's always something on your mind. Talk to me."
Even he could see that something was off with me, but I didn't even know what was wrong; all I could do was shake my head.
"I'm really fine; if there's something, I'll tell you."
However, I didn't expect him to suddenly get angry. He stared at me with wide eyes, his voice growing colder.
"Zhou Wanwan, you always do this. When I ask you what's wrong, you never say anything. Do you even consider me your boyfriend? How can you act like this?"
I felt like crying without tears. "When have I not considered you my boyfriend? Can you give me some time? I'm really confused right now; I don't know how to explain."
But he wasn't planning to let me off the hook; instead, he tightened his grip on my hand: "Haven't I given you plenty of time? But you still won't say anything."
"Wanwan, you've changed; you're no longer the obedient and easygoing Wanwan you used to be."
His tone had turned cold.
I felt anxious and wanted to explain myself; I immediately grabbed his arm. However, at that moment, I noticed a small mark on his neck.
This kind of mark was familiar to me, but why did he have a hickey?
Thinking back over the past few weeks, we had barely kissed each other, let alone given him a hickey.
So...
At that moment, his phone vibrated for a few seconds; he hurriedly opened it and then turned off the screen.
I began to piece things together.
Perhaps he had issues of his own as well.
After all, intimacy is one of the strongest indicators of a relationship between two people.
I seized the opportunity to ask him, "What's with the hickey on your neck?"
It was only then that he realized and quickly glanced in the mirror. "Hickey? What hickey?"
He was pretending to be clueless.
I didn't play along and asked directly, "It's the hickey on your neck. Stop pretending; I've seen it."
He stammered for a long time, "There's no hickey. I don't know what you're talking about."
But his attitude made it clear that he was hiding something.
So, he cheated, didn't he?
I looked at him with a bitter smile.
At that moment, I realized he had already changed his style.
He had never worn this color of clothing before, so who bought it for him?
I felt drained and didn't want to argue with him anymore.
Suddenly, he looked at me as if he had made a decision. "Zhou Wanwan, I've had enough of you. For this period of time, I've been going along with you. Ever since we got back together, I've realized we can never go back to how things were."
I knew what he wanted to say, but facing his words, I surprisingly felt no sadness at all; I just stared at him intently.
He gritted his teeth and finally said those few words.
"Let's break up."
I thought hearing those words again would make me sad, but instead, I felt an inexplicable joy inside.
"Fine, let's break up. If that's what you want."
My straightforwardness shocked him a bit, but agreeing to break up might have been something he was actually happy about.
He casually tossed out, "See? Who can stand your bad temper after breaking up with me?"
I didn't try to win him back.
He even tried to prove how unique he was, but I ignored him.
That night, he moved out.
And I was left alone in the empty house, unable to sleep all night.
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