At this moment, my heart was like the sea being battered by a hurricane, with wave after wave crashing against the shore. I thought it really was a message from Lu Jia, but when I opened it, I instantly sank into despair.
No one in this world understands Lu Jia better than me. She is not someone who likes to drag things out. Since she has decided to break up, she will not give me a chance to keep in touch. So how could she be moved by my few words and reply to my message?
I'm so pathetic. We've come this far, and I'm still clinging to the illusion that she'll change!
I lit a cigarette, looked around blankly, and then looked down at the message from that familiar number: "Are you an idiot? Sending me these random messages every other day, what did I do to offend you?"
Although Lu Jia is realistic, she is very well-mannered, so she would not swear like that. The only explanation is that the mobile company sold the canceled number to someone else.
Disappointed and furious, I yelled at him/her in this wirelessly constructed virtual world: "You're the fucking idiot! Can't you just pretend to be dead and shut up?"
"Can't you just act like a pushover and stop texting me?"
"I'm unhappy, so what's wrong with sending a message to my ex-girlfriend?"
"You're such a stupid idiot! She's your ex-girlfriend, and you're still coming here to gain sympathy!"
Even now, I haven't fully recovered from the breakup. I'm not clear-headed enough, so I felt severely insulted and yelled again, "You bastard, wanna fight?"
After sending the message, I was amused by my own anger... I had actually vented my anger on a complete stranger, and every word I said was so irrational and low-class. I acted as impulsively as a greenhorn who hadn't even started out in society yet!
Perhaps this is the virtual world of the internet, where doing anything and saying anything comes at no cost, which is why people can so recklessly reveal the worst aspects of human nature, especially when he (or she) started the insults.
The other party quickly replied: "Please find out the other person's gender before you arrange a fight, okay?... I now seriously suspect you have bipolar disorder and a congenitally 'sexually depraved' personality!"
I was taken aback because I hadn't expected the other person to be a woman, which further diminished my desire to continue the argument. In the end, I simply replied, "You insulted me first."
"So you really don't like to suffer losses! ... But don't you think your behavior is really stupid? ... She's your ex-girlfriend, what does she have to do with you anymore? ... Heh, if I were your ex-girlfriend, seeing these things you posted, I would only despise you even more, and I wouldn't have a single bit of sympathy for you."
"Just block me, you son of a bitch. Stop provoking me, I can't breathe..."
"You idiot, why didn't you block me? I wanted to curse you out a few more times!"
I took a deep drag on my cigarette, my mind a jumble of emotions, and after a long while I replied, "Leave something to hold onto, in case you can't get through the days."
She didn't reply to my messages, and I don't know if she'd blocked me. I didn't bother her anymore. I just felt completely drained, so I went to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of Lao Cun Zhang liquor, and since I didn't have anything to go with it, I just diluted it with water and drank it all…
...
The next morning, Lao Huang called me. He said they had already set off back to Shanghai, this time not by plane, but in Yang Sisi's Land Cruiser. Xiao Bao, on the other hand, flew directly from Kunming to study abroad…
It seems they're serious this time, determined to leave Yang Sisi destitute. I, however, breathed a sigh of relief, because this matter is finally over. At least Yang Sisi can stay in Dali for a year without any worries. I just don't know how she'll manage to survive here.
Is he still going to make a living by selling ethnic costumes in the old town, just like before?
If she can stick to this for a year, I'll really look at her in a new light.
...
Around noon, Tie Nan called me and asked me to have lunch at Bai Lu's bar, mainly to discuss taking over Zhao Jing's Inn. He said he had already raised 200,000 yuan, and now all that was left was for Bai Lu to invest.
I rushed to Bai Lu's bar without wasting a moment. At that moment, not only Tie Nan was there, but even the ever-unpredictable Coach Ma was there, but Bai Lu was not at the bar.
Before I could even sit down, I asked Tie Nan, "Weren't you here to talk to Bai Lu about investing? Where is she?"
"She went to a meeting at the tourism bureau, she should be back soon."
"She works at the tourism bureau?"
Coach Ma replied, "She just held a sinecure."
I nodded, and I roughly understood what was going on. After all, her uncle was a leader in the tourism bureau, so finding her a sinecure shouldn't be too difficult.
After I sat down, I continued chatting with them about the inn. I said to Tie Nan, "We've already started this whole thing, there's no turning back now. Let's talk about how we'll divide up the work."
Tie Nan nodded and asked, "What did you do for a living before you came to Dali?"
"I work in product development... In short, I'm responsible for product research and development, marketing, and operations... My previous company made women's cosmetics; it was a second-tier brand in China." After a brief pause, I added, "If you trust me, I can handle the inn's operations, which is quite relevant to my previous work."
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