Chapter 54: No need to go back to the south, I broke up.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the dampness of the returning south wind invaded the entire campus with an unstoppable trend.
Xia Yimo and Gu Jiaqian were fiddling with the whitening mud mask sent by the brand, ready to go and preparing to start recording a review video when Luo Shu lifted the bed curtain and climbed down from the upper bunk with disheveled hair.
Gu Jiaqian took the time to express her concern: "Luo Shu, you just got up at this time, don't you have a date?"
"No need." Luo Shu paused rubbing her eyes. "I broke up."
Hou Sisi came back from the balcony with a pile of wet clothes and happened to hear this line of distancing herself from the matter.
Gu Jiaqian was stunned at first, then scratched the back of her neck and laughed dryly to ease the awkwardness: "Haha, where did you learn that joke? It's quite funny."
"I'm not kidding."
Gu Jiaqian stopped laughing: "Then you must have just woken up and said this in your sleep. How could there be no signs at all?"
"Okay, I'll post it on my Moments and spread the word."
The words were spoken with great force, and Luo Shu took out her charging phone, took a picture of the desktop calendar, and then poked at the screen.
Xia Yimo stopped the camera and stared at the unnaturally calm Luo Shu. "Did he do something to offend you? Let's go find him and avenge you."
During this time, Luo Shu also edited the circle of friends.
"That's right, if it's really Fang Qing..." Gu Jiaqian stood there angrily, changing her words mid-sentence, "If it's really his fault, we'll go and deal with him. No matter who he is or what his background is, if he dares to bully my sisters, he'll be killed."
"We're broken up, there's no external factors involved." Luo Shu's eyes were half-open, swollen and uncomfortable, and she clicked "OK" to post. "Don't go looking for him either. Let's part ways amicably. I don't want to make things too awkward. Okay, I'm going to go wash up."
After watching Luo Shu take her change of clothes into the bathroom, Gu Jiaqian, who dared not breathe a word, finally uttered an incredulous exclamation: "Break up just like that?"
"Before, when they had a little argument and Fang Qingzhuo made her angry, Luo Shu would just grumble. But now, after being notified directly, she didn't cry or make a fuss. It's so weird. But they were fine just two days ago, even messaging each other after class."
She scratched her head and said, "By the way, didn't Luo Shu meet Duan Ran that day?"
He pushed Xia Yimo and said, "Tell me, is there any hidden secret?"
"What a hidden secret! It's all due to Fang Qingzhuo's style." Xia Yimo held a different view. With strong execution ability, she had already opened the friend chat box and said, "I'll ask Zhuang He first to see if he knows anything."
In the cramped space, Luo Shu methodically did the work before washing her face. She rolled up her sleeves, tied her hair, put on a hairband, turned on the faucet, and filled a handful of water.
The moment the cold air splashed on her face, it was as if her tear glands were automatically turned on, and the faucet was running. Her eyes were immediately filled with unwillingness to give in and she pursued the victory.
He took several more handfuls of water to cover up the pain, but it was useless and made his tears flow faster. It was like he was practicing the spirit of sports in the arena, determined to see who could cry faster and more.
So annoying.
Luo Shu looked up and saw a pale face reflected in the mirror. The hair along her hairline was all wet, and her eyelashes were stuck together so tightly that she couldn't tell whether it was tap water or tears.
She tried to divert her attention, sniffed, and took off the lid of the facial cleanser while muttering to herself: "Don't cry, don't cry, there's nothing to cry about."
It didn't work. The swelling sourness kept coming out, and then he kept brainwashing himself: "Luo Shu, you're good, you're not wrong, wake up, try harder, mom and dad said you are the best girl in the world, everything will be solved, and things will get better and better..."
Failing again, the string of tiny pearls scrambled to smash into the water reservoir. She grabbed the edge of the sink with her fingers, conceding defeat and cursing, "Fang Qingzhuo, you scoundrel."
After cleaning up the mess, Luo Shu made an appointment with someone to go out, and on the way she met Hou Sisi, who was working part-time outside the school with her.
Hou Sisi took the initiative to greet him: "Are you going out too?"
Luo Shu maintained her image as someone who had been hurt in love, and replied to the message on her phone with a faint "hmm".
The two walked side by side, with new green buds sprouting from unknown branches on both sides.
After a few seconds, Hou Sisi asked cautiously, "Luo Shu, are you really okay? I couldn't ask too much in the dormitory just now, but your eyes are swollen."
"I'm really fine." Luo Shu forced out a smile as usual, "I'm sorry to have worried you."
"So are you going out to get back together with him?"
"Do you really want me to get back together?" Luo Shu stopped and asked instead of answering.
"Of course, we are good friends, and I definitely hope you are happy." Hou Sisi said without hesitation, her eyes frank, "If it is really the man who made a mistake and did something to let you down, then I hope you don't get back together."
Luo Shu looked calm and composed, and just mechanically replied to her previous question: "My elementary school classmate came to Shenzhen for a visit recently, and I went to see her and relax at the same time."
"So is there really no possibility for you and Fang Qingzhuo to get back together?" Hou Sisi continued to inquire, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just very sad. After all, your relationship was so deep."
"No matter how deep the relationship is, it can't compare to the fact that he has a fiancée."
"He has a fiancée?"
"Yeah." Luo Shu lied. She couldn't bring herself to tell the truth. "Childhood sweethearts. Our families arranged it."
A family marriage was not excessive for Fang Qingzhuo, and this reason for breaking up was indeed reasonable. Hou Sisi lowered her head: "Oh, so."
"It seems like you are very happy." Luo Shu asked suddenly.
Hou Sisi's expression froze at the corner of her mouth. After half a second, she tilted her head back and admitted generously, "Well, I'm very happy."
Judging from her tone, there should be a second half to the sentence. Luo Shu held the phone and looked at her, waiting for the next part.
"Before, you, Jiaqian, and I were the three best friends in the dormitory. But since Xia Yimo came back, the situation has changed. Everyone is surrounding her. If you come back, I'll have company, so I'm happy."
Perfect explanation.
Luo Shu's expression didn't change much. She let Hou Sisi take her arm and said "Let's go" as she looked at the straight road that seemed to have no end in sight.
In the extremely quiet high-end residence, the rustling sound of unlocking attracted the owner's attention. As the continuous light from the ceiling light in the entrance seeped in, Fang Qingzhuo put down the game he was playing and glanced sideways, with hope surging in his dark pupils.
Guan Siqi was worried, so he dragged Gu Yang to visit him out of good intentions. However, as soon as he entered the house, he saw a decadent scene.
In the living room filled with the smell of alcohol, Fang Qingzhuo sat slumped in the dark, playing games to vent his feelings. He gave off a fierce and unyielding aura. After realizing it was them, the faint light in his eyes dimmed visibly, and was swallowed up by depression bit by bit.
Gu Yang looked him over, then looked around at the vibrant colors and said bluntly, "You look disappointed. Who do you think it is?"
Fang Qingzhuo ignored him and continued to pick up the controller, taking out his anger on the game in a fierce and violent manner.
For a while, the screams of fighting in the game were endless.
Guan Siqi pointed at his nose in frustration, trying to wake him up by scolding him: "You've been hiding from us for a few days now, not coming to school, not replying to messages. Fang Qingzhuo, you really want to break off our brotherhood for a woman, don't forget..."
"What are you forgetting? Our brotherhood has been broken for a long time."
Unexpectedly, Fang Qingzhuo couldn't withstand the slightest blow and exploded. He angrily threw the handle away, stood up, knocked over the scattered wine bottles on the floor, and yelled at the two of them, "What are you forgetting? Oh, didn't she just scam some money? Did she kill someone? Did she set a fire? Or even dig up someone's ancestral grave? What kind of ability can she have? It's not a heinous crime. You keep harping on this. I'm fed up with you all the same."
The 85-inch TV screen popped up the game over page at an inopportune moment, and the reflected light of defeat hit the profile of his face, revealing the angry bulging veins on his neck and his undisguised loss of control.
"I've done everything you asked me to do, and I've fulfilled everything I should have. Now I'm half-human, half-ghost, who the hell is going to fulfill my wish?"
By the end of the roar, Fang Qingzhuo was completely hysterical and on the verge of going berserk.
Guan Siqi gritted his teeth and squeezed out, "Are you blaming us?"
"No." Fang Qingzhuo shook his head, stabbing his chest with his index finger. "I blame myself. I brought this upon myself. I'm reaping the fruits of my own labor. This is the retribution I wanted."
His face was ashen, his voice rising in pitch and his speech speed increasing. "From this moment on, you and I will go our separate ways, so get out! Get out now!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the air suddenly fell into a deathly stillness. Guan Siqi and Gu Yang were both shocked. This was the first time in twenty years that Fang Qingzhuo had torn his face with them. Even during the Cold War, he had never said such cruel words as "never to have any contact with each other until death."
Gu Yang was the first to pick up his pride after breaking off the friendship, and forcibly dragged Guan Siqi, who was so angry that he couldn't speak, away.
Not long after returning to peace, unpleasant things happened one after another, and the phone started ringing from somewhere in the corner.
Fang Qingzhuo was upset and searched around until he found his phone at the foot of the table. He answered the call, but the person on the other end was extremely anxious and started to curse loudly, which overflowed from the screen.
"Fang Qingzhuo, what on earth have you done to offend others? You don't come to the company, you don't reply to messages, and you don't even have a girlfriend anymore. I'm warning you, if you don't change your stubborn temper and don't know what's good for you, you'll ruin your God-given marriage. Only your schoolmate is willing to spoil you, so don't be so arrogant. Speak up, why did Luo Shu break up with you? You even posted on your Moments announcing to the world that you're single..."
Fang Qingzhuo tried to join in the conversation several times but couldn't get a word in. Hearing this, he asked, "What did you say?"
"I told you to go and apologize."
"Not this one."
"Which sentence is that?"
"Luo Shu posted on WeChat Moments?"
"Yes, it was sent early yesterday morning."
"What's the content?"
Zhuang He finally grasped the key point: "What content? Hey, didn't you get it?"
Fang Qingzhuo returned to the voice call interface and prayed silently before clicking on the dialog box that he was simply blocked. Unfortunately, it was not the case. He was blacklisted.
A row of small words appears: "The message has been sent, but rejected by the other party."
Not getting a response, Zhuang He asked dissatisfiedly: "Are you listening?"
“She blocked me.”
"Thank goodness it wasn't deleted."
"Is there any difference?"
There was a half-second pause on the other end of the line, as if speechless and depressed. "An apology should be made with sincerity. You just keep sending garbage texts, and it will only take up memory. How can you calm me down? Buy a gift, wait for someone downstairs in the dormitory, and you still need me to teach you."
"Do you think I haven't been there? What if she doesn't want to see me?"
Not only did she not want to see him, but when she knew he was at the bottom of the building, she simply stopped going to class. The only information she had from him was asking for the PDF, which contained all kinds of evidence pointing to her, and she didn't mention anything else.
After a moment of silence.
"Fang Qingzhuo, tell the truth. Do you still want to reconcile?"
Fang Qingzhuo pulled hard at her black hair and rested her head on the back of the sofa: "Nonsense, I dream about it."
Zhuang He was also very distressed: "I'm really impressed. Xia Yimo also kept asking me what happened. Did you get caught cheating? You took your anger out on me. We finally managed to ease the relationship, and you don't tell me it's true. You can't even cheat mentally, otherwise I will despise you for the rest of my life."
The blue light from the TV, which had been on standby for too long, was projected onto the sofa area. Fang Qingzhuo stared at the ceiling absentmindedly and whispered, "Don't ask. Tell me as soon as there's any new news about Luo Shu."
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