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Xinchuan...
Did he really decide to separate from me just to eagerly meet her every day?
They truly are a pair of lovebirds.
Looking at these photos, it felt as if a bucket of cold water had been thrown over me.
My mind suddenly cleared up a lot.
Thinking back, the chat records I saw on Zhang Yunxin's phone that day were probably just their smokescreen.
If my mother's accident was indeed a deliberate act by them, then when I contacted Zhang Yunxin as a family member of the victim, how could she not know who wanted to meet her?
After agreeing to meet with me, she would definitely inform Xinchuan about it right away and discuss strategies with him.
This way, when Xinchuan received the cake I sent him under Zhang Yunxin's name, with his intelligence, he would surely guess that this was all a trap I had set to test him.
That’s why he deliberately used a distant tone when messaging Zhang Yunxin.
Because he already knew that during that time, Zhang Yunxin was with me!
I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
I thought I was being cautious and meticulous.
Little did I know, I had already fallen into the trap that Xinchuan had laid out for me.
Recalling that rainy night a few days ago, he sat in his car waiting for me downstairs all night...
Doing this was probably just to make me believe in his "deep affection."
As long as I let him go home, he would find countless opportunities to make me disappear from this world without anyone noticing!
It was night.
I was alone at home.
Terrifying thoughts tangled in my mind. Looking around the house that should have been filled with warmth, it felt eerily empty.
This house was full of memories of me and Xinchuan.
At the beginning, in order to save money, we couldn't bear to hire a renovation design company.
From the wallpaper on the walls to every tile on the floor, everything was completed by the two of us.
Back then, even though my hands were covered in cuts, I felt surrounded by happiness and didn't feel any pain at all.
I never imagined...
That years later, the love nest I built with my own hands would become a marriage tomb that trapped me inside!
I finally couldn't stay awake in this house any longer.
I grabbed a random jacket and stepped outside, looking for a place to sit for a while.
There was a bar street near the community.
I chose a small bar that seemed relatively quiet.
There was no live singer, no deafening DJ music.
The place played slow and elegant jazz, and I ordered a strong drink, sitting alone in a dim corner.
I idly scrolled through my phone, watching a variety of short videos, hoping to distract myself from thoughts of Xinchuan.
Unfortunately, it didn’t work well.
No matter what I saw, I couldn’t help but associate it with Xinchuan.
This feeling only made me more restless and anxious.
Just then, a figure suddenly blocked my view, casting a shadow over the only light that reached my corner.
Before I could look up to see who it was, I heard a familiar voice greet me.
"Jiang An? Is that really you?"
"You are... Qiqi's Brother?"
Qiqi is my closest friend among the few I have.
The man in front of me was her brother. We had met a few times because of her.
I remembered his name was...
"Chen Feiyang."
"Why are you here alone? Waiting for a friend?" Just as I recalled his name, he asked me.
I paused for a moment and replied honestly, "I came by myself."
"Xinchuan isn't with you?"
"He... has to work late."
Ever since Xinchuan and I got together, it seemed everyone had gotten used to associating us as a pair. If we weren't seen together, it was considered strange.
Especially now.
It was already past nine in the evening, and here I was, a married woman, at a bar drinking alone.
Even a blind person could sense the gossip brewing.
Chen Feiyang seemed quite interested in my situation; he pulled out a chair and sat down, scanned the menu for drinks, and asked me, "Would you like something to drink? It's on me."
I raised an eyebrow, thinking to myself that this table was clearly mine, yet he acted like the host.
But I kept that thought to myself and simply shook my head. "No, thank you."
With another person to talk to, I finally didn’t have to keep dwelling on thoughts of Xinchuan.
So, I didn't rush Chen Feiyang away and started chatting with him casually.
"I remember you were working abroad. What brought you back all of a sudden?"
"Because of Qiqi's situation. I just got back last month." Chen Feiyang lowered his gaze, and his expression seemed a bit heavy.
Curiously, I asked him, "What happened to Qiqi?"
"..."
Chen Feiyang didn't answer; he just raised an eyebrow at me, his eyes filled with surprise.
Seeing that look, I was taken aback, unsure why he was looking at me like that.
But then I realized that given how close Qiqi and I used to be, it was indeed strange that I didn't know anything about her troubles.
Feeling a bit ashamed, I quickly explained, "Some things have happened in my family recently, and I haven't been in touch with Qiqi for a while."
"Did you have a falling out with Xinchuan?" Chen Feiyang changed the subject.
That question seemed pointless to deny now.
Sitting alone here was the best answer I could give.
I forced a smile and returned to my previous inquiry, "How has Qiqi been lately?"
"Pretty good." Chen Feiyang took a sip from his glass, avoiding my gaze.
Seeing that he didn't seem very interested in continuing the conversation, I decided not to push it.
I picked up my phone and scrolled through my contacts until I found Qiqi's WeChat.
In the chat box, our last conversation was two months ago on her birthday.
That day, she called me to invite me to her birthday party and then sent me a KTV address on WeChat.
Looking back now, I can hardly remember what happened that day.
I only recall that I seemed to have drunk too much, and the next morning I groggily crawled out of bed with a splitting headache.
Since that day, Qiqi hadn't messaged me again.
We didn't chat often anyway; we just occasionally met up for meals or shopping. Not hearing from her made me think she must be too busy with work, so I didn't reach out either.
Now that I thought about it, it had already been two months since we last met.
I opened Qiqi's Moments.
It was completely blank, with three days of silence.
That struck me as odd.
I remembered she was always someone who loved sharing her life on social media, posting two or three updates daily about food, fun, and selfies.
But now, she hadn't posted anything for three days.
I returned to the chat box and typed, "I just ran into your brother. He said something happened to you recently. What's going on?"
The message lingered without a reply.
Chen Feiyang noticed me fiddling with my phone and gently tapped the cup he had placed on the table with mine. "I have some friends arriving. Want to join us?"
"No, it's fine. You go ahead," I replied.
Hearing that he was about to leave made me feel relieved.
I'm really not good at small talk.
Chen Feiyang nodded and took his drink as he walked away.
Just as he left, I received a message from Qiqi—
"It's nothing, just a minor injury. I'm already fine now."
"Was it serious? Why didn't you tell me? I thought you were busy lately," I replied.
She sent a cute cat sticker in response.
"It's not a big deal; I didn't want everyone to worry about me."
"By the way, how have you been with Xinchuan lately?"
Before I could respond, Qiqi quickly sent another message.
I was taken aback for a moment, silently cursing Chen Feiyang for telling her so quickly that I was drinking alone to drown my sorrows.
I typed "It's fine" but hesitated for a long time without sending it.
In the end, I couldn't hold back and complained in the chat box—
"I had a fight with him."
"His first love came back to the country."
"…"
They say you should never vent to friends after a fight.
Otherwise...
The two of them could go back and forth, cursing each other all night long, without repeating a single word.
Qiqi said she was still stuck at work and couldn't leave, so she could only "virtually accompany me" on WeChat.
And so we chatted all night long.
Cursing Xinchuan for the entire evening.
The efficiency of our drinking was comparable to that of peanuts.
Well...
I originally just wanted to have a drink and head back.
But unexpectedly, once we started talking, it became endless.
The cup beside me was emptied time and again.
At first, I thought this cocktail was sweet and didn’t taste much like alcohol.
But later, when I felt dizzy and lightheaded, it was too late to regret.
I was drunk.
Completely and utterly drunk.
With the last bit of clarity I had, I forced myself to type a message to Qiqi on my phone—
"I'm in trouble, I think I've had too much to drink."
"Are you off work yet? Hurry and come save me!"
Qiqi replied instantly: "Hang in there, I'll have my brother take you home!"
And then, I saw Chen Feiyang's figure blocking the light in front of me once more...
Chen Feiyang took a taxi to drive me home.
I leaned against the car, my mind hazy. Although I was so drunk that I could barely move, there was a tension in my heart that kept me on edge.
After all, Chen Feiyang and I weren't very familiar with each other.
Even though he was Qiqi's Brother, to me, he was just a distant acquaintance.
I couldn't let my guard down completely around him.
However, it turned out I had underestimated his character.
Chen Feiyang didn't make any inappropriate moves throughout the journey. When we got out of the car, he simply held my arm lightly to ensure I wouldn't fall.
Even though I stumbled and swayed...
He chose to ignore it.
Finally, he managed to get me to the entrance of my building.
Before I could say anything, Chen Feiyang asked, "Can you go upstairs by yourself?"
As if I would force him to come up with me; I wanted nothing more than to turn around and run away.
I waved my hand and mumbled, "Th... thank you. You should head back."
"Then I'll take my leave," he said.
"Uh-huh..."
After saying that, he let go of me.
As soon as he released his grip, I nearly face-planted onto the ground.
It is well known that a drunk person has no sense of balance.
Seeing that I was about to fall, Chen Feiyang hurriedly stepped forward to support me.
Just as my forehead was about to crash into his chest, a pair of large hands reached out from the side and firmly caught me.
"Anan, how could you drink so much?"
Hearing Xinchuan's voice brought me back to my senses a bit.
I frowned and looked up, only to see that familiar face just inches away from mine.
Reluctantly, I pushed Xinchuan away and stumbled a few steps before managing to steady myself.
"You... you promised you wouldn't come back for these few days!" I questioned him, my words laced with the scent of alcohol.
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