Pulling herself out of her memories, Ha Yue shuddered once again as the setting sun cast a long shadow over the distinguished guests from the Suicheng Cultural Bureau.
Unlike Xue Jing, who was dumped, Ha Yue did not suffer any emotional betrayal during her relationship with Xue Jing. For her, it was a time worth treasuring and savoring, along with one of the few happy moments in her life. Therefore, even if they met again, she felt that she did not need to oppose Xue Jing at every turn.
She quickly echoed this by shaking her head, and explained to Mr. Huang behind her, "Haha, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. We don't know each other. Strictly speaking, I often read Mr. Xue's books, so I know him on my own. As for Mr. Xue, he certainly doesn't know me."
After saying that, as if afraid others wouldn't believe her, she laughed heartily and said, "Don't you believe me? I'm a big fan of the teacher's books! One of the 1.2 million Weibo followers!"
"I see. Our teacher Xue certainly has a large readership. I didn't expect to meet fans in Suicheng."
"Haha, we really didn't know that Teacher Xue had so many fans online? I even searched for him on Kuaishou and Douyin..."
This high-sounding explanation bore everyone present.
With a smirk, General Huang yanked Xue Jing's suitcase off the car. Without waiting for Xue Jing's consent, he took two or three steps and, like in a relay race, tossed the suitcase to another worker, Zhang. After Zhang, Jinzi took over, until the suitcase was lifted onto the back seat of the electric scooter, where it squeezed together in a triangle with the two little pigs.
"Then this doesn't count as you helping us. You, comrade, have successfully chased your idol, and you should thank our Xiao Jin."
The speaker was Director Zhao, who seemed quite pleased with himself.
Jinzi was delighted that the anger on the boss's face had disappeared. She smiled and dialed the tow truck driver's number again. Director Zhao was very satisfied and nodded to Xue Jing and Ha Yue, his face full of benevolent kindness.
"You can chat about literature on the way! Our Xiao Xue is here on a mission."
"I won't reveal the specifics to you; it's an official secret."
As he spoke, Director Zhao waved his hand, urging them to hurry up and set off.
"Ah, yes, yes, you're right. I will definitely humbly ask my teacher where the inspiration for those best-selling books comes from."
"Madam, you're too kind. Readers are the author's bread and butter. There's no need to call me 'teacher.' Just call me by my name."
With the atmosphere built up to this point, Xue Jing's fate of sharing a ride in his ex-girlfriend's tricycle with Zhu was already a foregone conclusion. It would be impolite to refuse any longer, so all they could do was offer polite words.
Ha Yue, with a squinting smile, stiffly made a "please" gesture towards Xue Jing from the front, and Xue Jing thanked her and nodded from behind.
Even the best comedians are nothing more than this: smooth and tactful.
Ten minutes later, the two men and two pigs drove a fast-moving electric tricycle, leaving the breakdown site far behind.
The last rays of the setting sun completely dissipated, and the sky gradually turned dark. There was a smell of dust rushing through the air, which made people think of the wind and frost brought by the passage of time.
There were still five kilometers to go before the building at the corner. Ha Yue turned on the headlights, and the road ahead was immediately illuminated by a circular beam of light. Following this warm light, Ha Yue secretly glanced to the right in the direction of Xue Jing.
Xue Jing did not look at her; his profile was calm and composed.
Over the years, Xue Jing has lost much of his youthful naiveté, which cannot be described as aging. Time cannot defeat true beauty, especially a woman with ample wealth. Ha Yue feels that Xue Jing now has a kind of dignified elegance nurtured by fame.
A different attitude from his parents.
The rich kid who refused family financial assistance back then eventually became a self-made millionaire through his own efforts.
The wealthy probably have a money-attracting gene ingrained in their bones. The bold photos of him that have appeared in magazines over the years are not entirely due to his superb photo editing skills.
Thinking of this, Ha Yue chuckled self-deprecatingly.
What is fake can never become real, and what is real can never become fake.
This old saying is a truth of the world: no matter how much a person tries to disguise their origins and knowledge, no matter how much time has passed, the wicked heavens will still find a way to reveal their true nature, just like now.
They sat side by side on the same electric scooter. It had only been four years; as long as they didn't die a violent death, life could have many more four-year periods. But now, the clear distinction between them was even more evident than when they were studying at the same school.
Hearing Ha Yue's laughter, Xue Jing, who had remained silent, glanced back at her in the cold wind.
The lighting was poor, and under the pink headscarf, Xue Jing could only see the tip of her small nose. Following the curve of her profile downwards, his pupils quickly dilated slightly as his gaze fell upon her cupid's bow.
In recent years, the standards by which the world judges beauty have changed rapidly. In order to fully cater to the reader market and write more sexually attractive characters in the context of the decline of literature, Xue Jing also pays close attention to the new hot words that have emerged on social networks.
Regardless of whether the novel's content is popular or not, he always knows how to create a pleasant atmosphere between men and women, packaging his works as pink romantic bombs.
A couple of years ago, when the "pure and innocent" style was all the rage, he arranged for the female protagonist in his book to wear a fluffy off-the-shoulder knit top.
Later, when the "daddy-girl" boyfriend trend became popular, he had his male protagonists maintain the habit of drinking large amounts of protein powder every day.
But this young male writer, who has consistently produced characters resembling artificially sweetened saccharine, was actually a genuine intellectual homosexual at the time.
His initial attraction to Ha Yue stemmed from her thoughts; as for her appearance, it remained a vague silhouette to him for a long time after they started dating.
But now, Ha Yue's cool profile suddenly awakened many clear memories of the other person's appearance.
Ha Yue has double eyelids. Whenever she leans close to him intently, wanting to pout her lips and ask for a kiss, her upturned, fan-shaped eyes become very round, giving her a playful, childlike appearance.
Ha Yue has a small, delicate hump on the bridge of her nose. When she sits in his lap reading in front of the lamp, her pert nose casts a shadow on her face, making his fingertips always unable to resist gently tracing the bridge of her nose.
Ha Yue's lips weren't the typical smiling lips; her lip pearls were plump and full, like some kind of delicious dessert. In the morning, after they had been embracing all night, when they were still whispering sweet nothings under the covers, he would always start by tasting her lips from there.
Ha Yue's appearance isn't the type to be stunning at first glance, but as you spend time with her day after day, her gentle and non-aggressive nature becomes increasingly addictive. It's like a traveler accustomed to city smog suddenly entering a lush primeval forest, where even the air feels incredibly fresh and sweet.
Undoubtedly, her beauty has a cooling effect in a restless world and will never go out of style.
She was beautiful when she dressed like an intellectual in school, and she was beautiful when she broke up with him wearing a smart suit. Now, she dresses simply and has a strong rural charm, but she doesn't look particularly ugly.
Xue Jing believes that when she gets old and her hair turns white, she will still be a lovely old woman.
However, Xue Jing never described the beauty of Ha Yue in his works.
The reason is simple.
Because Ha Yue's allure is a slow-acting poison.
Xue Jing spent more than two years swallowing this poison, becoming so engrossed in it that he was deeply poisoned and even abandoned his self-respect for it.
It wasn't until the poison took effect that Xue Jing realized her mind was a deception in sheep's clothing, and that beneath her beautiful appearance lay a rotten soul.
The forest is not only frequented by birds and winding streams, but also hides sticky swamps and all sorts of terrifying insects and ants.
To put it simply, Ha Yue is a gold digger who is very good at disguising her thoughts and actions. Even if she is sexually attractive, her kind of woman who admires strength does not conform to mainstream values.
What he promotes in his book is truth, goodness, and beauty.
Yet this villain, a masterful con artist, made him fall head over heels in love, to the point of no return, and he even seriously planned to spend the rest of his life with her.
This is utterly absurd.
On the electric scooter, Xue Jing suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist under his coat.
He snapped his gaze away as if electrocuted, but as his eyes darted downwards, he found himself staring uncontrollably at her hands gripping the handlebars.
Narrow knuckles, dry skin, and most importantly, no large diamond rings on those ten fingers that could break the bones.
It wasn't just a diamond ring; there wasn't even a mark of a plain band on it.
As the dusty air rushed into his lungs, Xue Jing slowly exhaled the stale air from his chest several times. With no audience present, he suddenly didn't want to play that childish game of pretending to be a stranger with this despicable villain anymore.
It's been four years since they broke up. Didn't she say she'd always dreamed of living the life of a rich wife? How come she didn't meet her KPIs?
She's not married, why?
Why would she appear in a place like this?
She was in such a disheveled state, clearly at a disadvantage in terms of power, yet she seemed much more relaxed than before. Why?
Why would a woman who drives a Bentley to shop everywhere ride an electric tricycle that only working people need?
Is it possible that besides putting on an act for him in front of outsiders, she has nothing she wants to say to him?
At least it gives me an excuse for ending up in this situation.
Driven by a curiosity that led to the depravity of reproduction, Xue Jing finally spoke, uttering those four utterly clichéd words.
"Ha Yue, long time no see."
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