Xiang Zhilan returned home, took off her shoes, and saw her parents playing with the children in the living room. She said to her mother, "Sitian and I have already eaten dinner outside. Don't call me for dinner later. I'm very tired today. Can the children sleep with you tonight?"
"No problem." Seeing that Zhi Lan's complexion wasn't good, Xiang Ma asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's okay, don't worry, I'll be fine after a good night's sleep." Xiang Zhilan forced a smile for her parents, opened the door, and went into her room.
She tossed her bag and shoebox aside, lay down on the bed, tucked a cartoon pillow into her arms, and closed her eyes.
She was truly exhausted, physically and mentally drained, but whenever she closed her eyes, the image of Shen Muzhi's cold and heartless demeanor from today would reappear in her mind.
Of course, she didn't believe that he and Bai Yutong had anything going on. If they did, they would have gotten married long ago, and he wouldn't be waiting for her to come back.
What bothered her was why he went shopping with Bai Yutong and even bought her things. Was he really that stupid? Didn't he realize that Bai Yutong had feelings for him? Wasn't he just giving Bai Yutong hope?
And when she bumped into them, shouldn't he have come over to explain? Instead, he said those hurtful things to her. Was he retaliating for what she had said before?
If he just had a momentary lapse of judgment, he should be calling now to apologize and offer a careful explanation, but he hasn't.
A full hour has passed since that incident, and he hasn't made a sound.
What does he mean? Are they just going to let it go like this?
What about everything before that? What about her struggles and hesitations about whether to remarry him? Was she just being delusional?
"Bastard." Xiang Zhilan grabbed the ear of the teddy bear pillow and cursed in a low voice, "You big bastard, if you want me to forgive you again, you'll have to kneel down and beg for mercy!"
No, kneeling and begging for mercy is too lenient on him. He should kneel on durians or nails!
Just as she was thinking about how to torment Shen Muzhi, her phone rang. She immediately sat up, took her phone out of her bag, and without even looking at the screen, swiped to answer, answering impatiently: "Hello?"
A pleasant male voice came from the phone: "Hello, we are Daiwa Life Insurance. We are now launching a..."
"Get lost!" Xiang Zhilan hung up the phone immediately upon hearing the insurance sales pitch. After fuming for a while, she slumped her shoulders and tossed her phone aside.
Lying back in bed, she gave a self-deprecating smile. What was she expecting? Did she think he would call to explain? How naive of her! If he were going to call, he would have called long ago; he wouldn't have waited until now.
"You'll regret this!" Xiang Zhilan poked the rabbit's head, treating it as him, and said with a pout, "After today, don't even think about me answering your calls again."
She squeezed and rubbed the rabbit-shaped pillow for a while before letting go, pulling a cup over her head to sleep.
After a while of trying to fall asleep, I pulled back the covers, opened my eyes, and turned over to face my phone on the bedside table.
There was neither a phone ringing nor a text message notification.
Could he have posted it on WeChat?
Perhaps she didn't see it because her WeChat was closed.
With that thought in mind, Xiang Zhilan reached for her phone, logged into WeChat, but still received no messages.
The last one was a kissing emoji he sent.
This text message and the argument in the mall took less than half an hour. What exactly happened in that half hour?
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