Back at the hotel, I lay on the bed fully clothed. I couldn't sleep, but I didn't have the courage to call Yang Sisi. I really couldn't bring myself to overturn all my plans without knowing what was right or wrong. I also lacked the courage to rebuild. I was afraid that even if I did rebuild, my life would still collapse in an unexpected way. I was already miserable enough lying under the rubble, so how could I bear to affect Yang Sisi?
I always felt that a woman like her wouldn't have trouble finding a good man, and that the pain I caused her would one day be completely healed by time, and that she would come back to life as that energetic and cheerful girl.
Yes, she's going to find a man of similar age and social standing who's a better match for her; by any measure, that's a thousand times better than being with me.
To be honest, this result will definitely break my heart, but so be it, I'm already numb... If my experience were to become a story, I once said at the beginning of the story that Wang Lei was a very unfortunate woman. I don't know if this story is nearing its end, but I have indeed become the most unfortunate person besides Wang Lei... I have experienced death, so I am not afraid of experiencing separation... Looking at it calmly, my courage actually stems from this heart full of wounds. How much worse can it get?
After finding these reasons to avoid explaining myself, I lit a match and put it in my mouth to satisfy my craving for a cigarette. Then, under the light of a streetlamp outside the window, I gazed at the swirling snowflakes, lost in thought...
A little while later, I actually fell asleep fully clothed...
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I slept very soundly. When I woke up, it was already bright outside. I was dazed for a moment, then quickly drew back the curtains... I finally saw a clear day in Shanghai. There was no haze or cloud, and the sky was as blue as Dali. However, the air after the snow was unusually cold. Even though the air conditioning was on inside, I still felt a strong chill when I saw the passersby who were fully bundled up.
I want to go back to Dali. There's no winter there, and no tangled love and hate.
I picked up my phone again and was immediately stunned. There were 16 missed calls. I opened WeChat and saw a voice message request from Wednesday. The most recent one was half an hour ago. Without thinking, I quickly called him back.
After I answered the phone on Wednesday, she said to me in an almost abusive tone, "Are you even human? I called you all night and you didn't answer a single call. Don't you care about my fourth brother at all?... If she's so dispensable to you, why did you go to Shanghai to find her?"
I asked cautiously, "What's wrong with her?"
"She's gone, you'll never see her again..."
Zhou San yelled at me again: "You're impeccable when it comes to your brothers and friends... but when it comes to women, you're a complete scumbag. My fourth brother has already sent me screenshots of your chats with her. Since you can't forget Ye Zhi, why did you still go and provoke my fourth brother... My fourth brother is so devoted to you, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
What did she say to you?
Zhou San sighed, then her voice softened: "She told me to take good care of you... She's given up and doesn't want to have any connection with her previous life anymore... She also said she was going abroad. After we finished talking, she blacklisted me on WeChat. I asked Nicole and Chen Jin, and my fourth brother had also blacklisted them on WeChat. I can't get through to her on the phone either."
"Really? Or not?"
"If you don't believe me, try it yourself... I hope you won't regret it, because even if you do, you won't have a chance to make amends... You not only killed my fourth brother, but you also destroyed his spirit... What sins did she commit to meet such a heartless person like you... Think about it, all these years, who has been by your side through thick and thin... After losing my fourth brother, will there ever be someone in your life who is so devoted to you?"
Before I could say anything, Wednesday hung up the audio call.
I stared out the window at the piles of snow that the sanitation workers had shoveled into mounds. My first thought was of that evening in Shangri-La with Yang Sisi, when we were stranded on a snow-covered mountain, completely helpless… Even when Yang Sisi got out of the car to get out, she would hold my hand. She truly depended on me, so much so that even if I took her to an extremely dangerous environment, she wouldn’t complain at all. She would only get closer to me, ready to share life and death with me.
It wasn't just in Shangri-La; there were countless similar scenes: That year, I was working as a temporary innkeeper at "Jiulongju," and when the New Year came, I didn't have a single person to help me. It was she who rushed back from abroad and chased away my loneliness.
She even flew from Shanghai to Dali just to have breakfast with me...
The more I thought about it, the sadder and more painful I became, and then I suddenly woke up... I quickly picked up my phone and sent a message to Yang Sisi on WeChat. Zhou San hadn't lied to me; I had already been blacklisted by her. I then quickly dialed her number, but all I got was a message that her phone was switched off... I thought she would still say something to me; she wouldn't leave so easily.
The contrast between reality and fantasy left me sitting on the bed, looking around blankly, until my phone vibrated again.
I quickly picked it up and took a look...
"Brother, if you still want to win back my fourth sister, hurry up and try your luck at the airport. Maybe she hasn't left yet."
This message on Wednesday didn't evoke much hope in me, because I knew that Yang Sisi often traveled abroad with her father on business trips, and her visas and other documents must have been processed long ago. So, it would be as easy for her to go to any country as it would for us to go to any city in China.
I've already slept here for a night, and the airport is so big, am I really confident I can find her? But for me, isn't this exactly the result I wanted?
All of this happened so quietly. At least, none of Yang Sisi's pain was shown to me. I only learned about her pain from Zhou Sansan. In fact, it didn't have such a terrible impact on me... I thought I'd just let it go.
However, I couldn't control my body. My breathing became heavier and heavier. I seemed to see Yang Sisi turning back to wait for me at the airport... If I miss this opportunity, it could be for a lifetime. Can I bear this regret?
Once again, I felt the pressure of impending doom... This pressure kept interrogating me and constantly 'forcing' me to make a new choice.
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With a heavy sigh, I finally made my choice: I would leave everything to fate. If I could find her at the airport, I would tell her all my troubles and let her choose for herself. If we had already missed each other, I would pretend none of this had happened, and from then on, we would live in two separate spaces, never to meet again. To chat with more like-minded people about "My Tenant Sister," follow "Hot Articles" or "rd444" on WeChat to discuss your favorite books with other book lovers.
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