Chapter 55: The End of Self-Righteousness [VIP]
I thought our story was over.
I wish our story was over.
——"Zhen Hao Diary"
On the morning three days before the Spring Festival, Zhen Hao received a text message as soon as he woke up.
In today's society, in addition to necessary information such as banks and express delivery, text messages sent to her also include various advertisements.
The number in Cai Shaoye's mobile phone was a number that he was familiar with but no longer had a name on.
"I no longer have the right status to care about you. Take care, my girl."
At first, when Zhen Hao saw who was calling her, her heartbeat quickened, and her hand holding the phone trembled.
It was because she hadn't let go of this person yet. After all, letting go of someone you had known for eight years wasn't something that could be done overnight, and it had been several months since the incident.
Ever since that incident, Zhen Hao's hands have been shaking with anxiety whenever her phone rings, though this has improved over time. She never imagined that history would repeat itself today.
However, when Lai Bi saw the last sentence, all the feelings disappeared, leaving only the word "disgusting".
My girl.
Is this how "My Girl" is used?
Her fingers hovered over the keyboard for a long time, motionless. After a while, she slowly typed out a line of words: "Don't insult the word 'my girl'."
Just a second after she finished typing, she deleted the message word by word without hesitation, then turned on her phone and chose to reply.
The twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is Qin Shen’s wedding day and Zhen Haozai’s day of rebirth.
It was not until today that she realized that every day before this had been a journey of hard work, and her heart had never really settled down. Until she faced the fact that Qin Shen was going to get married, she felt as if the fear in the past had truly died, died on a sunny winter day.
Qin Shen didn't send any more messages, and Zhen Hao spent the day happily buying New Year's goods.
The noisy day passes and the lonely night quietly falls.
Zhen Hao sat alone on the bed in the bedroom. Occasionally, firecrackers sounded in her ears, but she felt desolate.
Although the Zhen family is a wealthy family now, they have also built an ordinary Western-style building commonly seen in Min Town. Zhen's childhood dream has come true - to own a house that belongs to Shenhan Mukaohuan.
Just then, her phone rang with a message alert, and she subconsciously thought it was from Qin Shen.
This subconscious action was natural, but she controlled it.
She picked it up and saw that it was a message from Qin Shen and Zhen Mei.
"Huh——" She breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.
"Sister, shall we go out to set off fireworks?" Zhen Mei sent her a message to ask her.
Zhen Hao looked at the bedroom with simple furnishings and minimalist style, and suddenly lost interest in the hustle and bustle outside.
"Okay, go have fun." Zhen Hao replied.
The entire Zhen family returned home early from all over the country to prepare for the Spring Festival. It was so lively outside that she wouldn't be affected by it.
"Okay, then I'll take a lot of beautiful photos for you, sister!" Zhen Mei replied quickly.
"Yeah, okay. Have fun!
After replying to Zhen Mei's message, Zhen Hao got up and went to the study.
When she was decorating the house, she put a lot of effort into soundproofing, especially the study. The soundproofing of the doors and windows was better than that of her cousin Yinjiao's house. So when she entered here, she felt like she had come to a deserted place. Her ears were silent, and the sounds outside the window seemed to be hundreds of millions of light years away, as distant as the whispers of outer space.
Zhen Hao liked the feeling of this ethereal state. As soon as he sat down, he felt his restless heart gradually calm down.
After returning from her vacation in Nanxi Town, she simply decorated the study, mainly adding some live broadcast equipment, and it became her temporary simple workshop.
She originally wanted to start a live broadcast to chat with her fans and relieve the depression in her heart, but the moment she logged into her account, she changed her mind.
However, she did not log out of the account immediately, and the vlog was pinned to the top of Qiu Qianping's homepage.
She did not show her face in the video, and only occasionally showed her half-body or full-body from the back in the long shot. The few side profile shots were also very vague.
This was filmed before going to Nanxi Town. The video is long, and the overall atmosphere is seven serious and three relaxed. After all, it is an apology statement——
"Long time no see, I'm Nanyin girl Zhen Haohao. I know you all still remember me, but I also know I haven't had the chance to get to know you all again.
"Here, I must solemnly say 'I'm sorry' to everyone who loves and supports me. I've owed you this apology for so long, and today I finally have the courage to say it.
"The willful, cowardly, irresponsible Zhen Haohao who knew how to escape has returned, for everyone, for Shenhai, for Mr. Qiu, and for the inheritance of Nanyin culture.
"No matter what the outcome is, no matter what voices I face in the future, I will never give up.
As the Spring Festival approaches, suddenly, Zhen Hao's eyes become sore and tears flow frequently.
She blinked hard several times.
She opened it and saw, regrettably, the bride was the girl of my dreams.”
The original urge to cry turned into waves of nausea, and Zhen Hao held back his dry heaves.
The love mixed with the depression in her heart flowed down, making her swallow quietly and suppress her emotions.
By the time she came to her senses, time had already slipped away to midnight.
Everyone in the family knew her occupation and her rest period, so no one came to disturb her. The night that belonged to her began.
Zhen Hao turned on his phone, was silent for a moment in front of the camera, and then he said
Half an hour later, she received a WeChat message.
Timeline: "Are you asleep?"
The man's tone was tentative and cautious.
Zhen Hao blinked, stared at the three words for a long time, and then typed back, "Not yet."
The message from Shixu came quickly: "I want to see you."
"Now?" Zhen Hao was slightly surprised.
Chronology: "Yeah. Is that convenient?"
Now?
Zhen Hao subconsciously glanced at the clock on the wall of the study. It was already twelve o'clock in the night.
This time may be considered late in the city, but in a place like Minzhen, every household has basically gone to sleep, and even the dogs at home are having sweet dreams.
But the clear desire clamoring in his heart made Zhen Hao ignore the shackles of time and replied, "Okay."
Sequence: "I'm just downstairs from your house, at the usual place."
The wall before and after was originally a simple earthen wall. The old inlaid tiles were pushed away, leaving a flat ground, which became the bright window of the beautiful room.
Just like the invisible wall that has always stood in front of Zhen Hao, it was impacted, knocked down, and rebuilt in the torrent of time, and from then on it was a smooth and flowery road.
Looking at the chronological order, Zhen Hao's broken heart seemed to be repaired.
It was a very strange feeling.
Time always seems to have this ability. A word or an action can fill her empty heart.
Zhen Hao grabbed his phone and ran towards the door without even putting away the live broadcast equipment.
When her hand touched the door handle, she suppressed her beating heart and moved slowly and lightly, for fear of waking up her sleeping family.
Zhen Hao came to the "old place" as if he was familiar with the place. As soon as he stood in front of the tall figure, he was hugged tightly.
"A Xu, don't do it here..." Zhen moved her body awkwardly, trying to break free from the tide of curtains.
Although it is already midnight and the probability of running into someone is almost zero, but what if?
In this place, sex can happen easily between men and women, especially women.
She wanted to be labeled as a fickle person the moment she woke up.
Shixu obediently let her go, but he was still very close to her, and his hot breath sprayed on her ears when he spoke, making her feel itchy.
I miss you so much."
His tone sounded aggrieved, just like a homeless dog.
Zhen Hao's heart softened, and she couldn't help but look up and touched the girl's hand, but she liked the feeling of it.
It seemed that since she was a girl, she had liked boys with long hair, which always touched her heart.
In my impression, it seems that Shixu has always kept this hairstyle.
Is it a coincidence?
Zhen Hao thought of this question at the right time and asked it out loud: "Your hair seems to have always been this short."
"Do you like it?" Shi Xu lowered his eyes to look at her, his eyes filled with deep affection. "I remember you said you like it..."
"What did you say?" Zhen Hao didn't hear clearly.
"Nothing." Shi Xu raised his hand and scratched his head twice, with a familiar, slightly rogue smile on his lips. "If you like it, I'll change my hairstyle until I'm satisfied. After..."
"What?"
As Bitun was telling Su Wanmei something, her cheeks and even the tips of her ears immediately turned red.
"Timing!" Zhen Hao angrily said.
On a night in December, the wind blew, bringing a chill to her body. Before she could even feel the cold, she was enveloped in warmth.
Shixu took off his coat and put it on her, and then he put it around her body.
She suddenly wanted to see Pu's things, so she asked, "Can you go home?"
This sentence sounded like an invitation to Shi Xu. She was still trying to suppress her excitement, but she said, "Well, sure."
Zhen Hao curved his eyebrows and said, "I went to the south of the mountain to watch the sunrise."
Jiangshan is a place that has been gradually developed in Minzhen in recent years. Tickets are required, and most of the people who go there are locals.
"Okay, I'll go with you." The timing was not surprising at all. What Zhen Hao wanted to do was to watch the sunrise. She was a person who followed the rules.
It took twenty minutes from picking up the car to driving to the top of the mountain.
When he was in Jiangshan, Zhen Hao suddenly realized how beautiful the night sky in the countryside was.
The stars are blinking mischievously on the blue curtain, one after another, like the hearts of lovers tightly dependent on each other, bright and heart-warming.
But she couldn't help but recall a sad past event.
"Shixu, can you accompany me to do something tomorrow?" Zhen Hao felt the mountain breeze, his voice so light that it seemed to melt into the wind.
But Shixu heard it: "Okay."
Where she wants to go, what she wants to do,
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