True friends
The doubts and unwillingness in her heart eventually drove Wen Lingyi to go to the brand chain jewelry store in the photo in person.
The room is well heated, and the lighting is carefully designed, evenly and softly pouring onto every velvet tray and glass display case, making the jewelry reflect a cold and brilliant light.
The air was filled with a faint fragrance, some kind of expensive wood tone, trying to create a calm and reliable atmosphere.
The teller in a well-fitting suit immediately came over with a well-trained smile on his face: "Hello, ma'am, welcome, how can I help you?"
Wen Lingyi didn't say hello and directly pressed the photo Su Qing gave her on the glass table.
"Please help me check it out," Wen Lingyi's voice sounded calm.
I pressed my fingertips against the cold glass, applying so much pressure that the edges of my nails turned white.
"The two guests who came here at this time, and the wedding rings they ordered, and the relevant purchase information."
Her finger pointed to the tiny string of numbers on the photo, accurate to the year, month, day and hour.
The smile on the teller's face froze for a moment, and a hint of understanding mixed with a slight impatience flashed across his eyes.
She has seen this kind of drama quite a lot.
The teller maintained a professional, gentle tone, and the content of the speech seemed to be non-negotiable: "I'm very sorry, ma'am. Our brand attaches great importance to customer privacy. This kind of information cannot be disclosed to the public. Thank you for your understanding..."
Wen Lingyi didn't waste any more words, she just silently activated her money ability.
Finally, she got a printout of the thin receipt that recorded the detailed information about the wedding rings Zhou Jianxing and the man ordered that day.
His eyes eagerly scanned every word on the document.
The engraving on the ring band is clearly visible: Sun Zhaojie and Wu Shumin.
Two unfamiliar names, nothing to do with Zhou Jianxing.
Her eyes quickly moved down and landed on the band size of the women's ring - size 12.
A very small number.
Wen Lingyi almost subconsciously recalled Zhou Jianxing's fingers in her mind, those slender hands with distinct knuckles and a few thin calluses... With this size, not to mention the ring finger, even Zhou Jianxing's slender little finger might not be able to wear it.
The "facts" that she thought were evidence of her "cheating" and that made her painful, angry, and determined to break up were all an absurd misunderstanding from beginning to end.
After personally confirming this, the huge rock that had been pressing on her heart and making her breathless finally fell to the ground.
But the expected relief did not come. After the taut string suddenly snapped, what was left was not relief but a dull pain of emptiness that slowly spread.
She felt sad for Zhou Jianxing.
For being convicted so easily, for not even getting a chance to explain herself, for her untrusted and unreserved sincerity.
She was even more upset about the fact that "Zhou Jianxing liked Wen Lingyi" itself.
Zhou Jianxing's love was given to the wrong person, a terrible person who couldn't even give her the most basic trust.
Wen Lingyi silently folded the paper in half, then in half again, and stuffed it into her coat pocket.
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The white Porsche slid silently into the garage of Su Qing's private villa.
Wen Lingyi didn't even say hello in advance. She stood at the door and rang the doorbell.
As soon as Su Qing opened the door, she saw Wen Lingyi standing outside with a gloomy face, as if shrouded in a low-pressure cloud. She was startled: "Lingyi? What's wrong with you..."
Why did she come over here without even saying hello? And her face was so sour, as if someone owed her hundreds of millions.
This was also a belated revenge. Wen Lingyi used his own method to retaliate against Su Qing's uninvited visit.
Normally, Wen Lingyi wouldn't be so petty.
But once Zhou Jianxing was involved, her heart seemed to shrink infinitely, becoming sharp and vindictive.
Many people might just feel helpless and furious when faced with such a situation, but Wen Lingyi has always been a man of action.
Her purpose for coming today was very clear - to bring the matter to justice.
Wen Lingyi walked straight into the living room, sat down on the cream-colored sofa, took out a long cigarette from the cigarette box, lit it, and took a deep breath. The grayish-white smoke blurred her somewhat gloomy brows.
Su Qing closed the door and followed, frowning and waving away the smoke that drifted in front of her. Her face looked unhappy: "What are you doing? Smoking as soon as you come in, the air here is not good."
Wen Lingyi acted as if he didn't hear her complaints. He switched the half-smoked cigarette to his left hand, took out the folded receipt from his pocket with his right hand, unfolded it, and pushed it onto the coffee table in front of Su Qing.
"So, you knew this a long time ago, right?" Wen Lingyi's voice sounded a little hoarse through the smoke, "It's not Zhou Jianxing who's getting married."
Su Qing looked at the receipt and her eyes instantly turned cold.
Heaven and earth are my conscience! She is right to hope that Wen Lingyi and Zhou Jianxing break up, but Su Qing would not use such despicable means to deliberately frame them!
She just told the truth about what she knew. From her perspective, Zhou Jianxing was cheating.
If we have to say that she had any fault in this matter, the only thing that could be considered a fault was that she did not ask for more information about the specific owner of the wedding ring.
However, the two of them have been photographed entering and leaving a wedding company and a jewelry store together, and were told by the store clerk that "they were here to look at wedding rings together." Who would delve into the details?
"Wen Lingyi, what do you mean by this?!" Su Qing folded her arms and sneered. She waved away the choking smoke that was blown in front of her with disgust and leaned back into the sofa. "Back then, the decision to break up was made by you, wasn't it?"
"Why are you still relying on me now?"
"Is this reasonable or not?!"
"Over the years, I've only seriously liked two people." Wen Lingyi stood up, her eyes like ice-hardened knives, eager to stab Su Qing, "You've ruined everything for me."
"Zhu Yang, don't say anything." She paused, "Can't you bear to see me happy?"
Su Qing really felt that all the sincerity she had given over the years had been wasted.
Wen Lingyi actually came to question her like this again because of another woman, and asked such a stupid question that trampled on her years of friendship!
"Wen Lingyi, you have no heart!" Su Qing's voice trembled slightly with excitement, and even her eyes were red. "For so many years, from childhood to adulthood, I have always been by your side!"
"When you're happy, I'm happy with you. When you're sad, I'm sadder than you... How much have I done for you? But in your heart, I'll never be as good as those wild women who popped up out of nowhere!"
"You hurt me once, twice... countless times for them, and I've forgiven you." Su Qing's voice choked with sobs as she spoke, "Have friends never been important to you?"
She recalled how shocked she was when Wen Lingyi suddenly told her that he liked girls when they were in high school. After the shock, she even secretly considered whether she should accept Wen Lingyi's confession.
I remember that after Wen Lingyi and Zhu Yang broke up, the two of them made a half-serious and half-joking agreement that they would have fun while they were young, and when they got old, they would live together in their old age, take care of each other, and accompany each other until the end of their lives.
But now, Zhou Jianxing has made Wen Lingyi seem like a completely different person.
It was as if he had completely lost his soul. His whole heart, all his joys and sorrows were affected by that maintenance worker.
How could she not want them to break up? Perhaps no one in the world wanted Wen Lingyi and Zhou Jianxing to break up more than Su Qing.
But... if breaking up would cause Wen Lingyi to suffer such tremendous, visible pain, then she would rather the two of them continue to be together.
She didn't like Zhou Jianxing, so she just turned her head away and didn't look at him.
If there is one person in the world who sincerely and unreservedly hopes that Wen Lingyi can be happy, that person must be Su Qing.
No one wants Wen Lingyi to be happy more than Su Qing.
However, Su Qing never believed in the feelings between lovers.
Things that are easily perishable, easily expired, and are maintained purely by passion and hormones will only wither quickly after blooming brilliantly, leaving behind greater emptiness and hurt.
Although Wen Lingyi didn't believe what she said, her original intention at that time was indeed to hope that Wen Lingyi could avoid the kind of harm she had foreseen, and hoped that Wen Lingyi could have a more "stable" happiness.
Su Qing sometimes felt that she might be cursed.
She admired and even became obsessed with Wen Lingyi's soul, but she could not have any physical desire for Wen Lingyi.
On the contrary, she despises the inner qualities of most men, but is hopelessly unable to resist the physical attraction.
Therefore, if one puts aside the physical relationship and simply chooses someone to spend the rest of her life with, Su Qing's answer would undoubtedly be Wen Lingyi.
But what is Wen Lingyi's answer? She is only with him briefly when he is lying to her, coaxing her, or needing her.
The reason why she hates Zhou Jianxing so much is probably because a toxic fan will only be defeated by the real sister-in-law who is held at the top of the heart by the real owner.
"No, Qingqing..." Wen Lingyi put out the cigarette.
As the smoke cleared, the coldness and sharpness that Wen Lingyi had deliberately maintained on her face seemed to be extinguished, revealing the true fatigue and fragility underneath.
Her voice dropped. "I'm just...very sad, you know?" She kept repeating, as if she couldn't find a more accurate word to describe her inner devastation. "I lost her..."
It was just five simple words, but I felt a palpitation in my heart when I said them.
"I can't let it go, Su Qing, I really can't let it go..." Wen Lingyi repeated it again, lowering her eyes to look at the patterns on the carpet.
It seems that people's hearts are always dulled by the usual sunlight. When they have something, they just think it is an ordinary raindrop under the eaves and an ordinary moonlight in front of the window.
Losing someone is like having a piece of your heart gently cut out, and from then on every heartbeat is accompanied by a hollow echo.
That drop of rain will never fall on her eaves again, and that piece of moonlight will never pass by her window again.
It turns out that the love that was taken for granted was actually the other party's unconditional love.
She originally thought that she didn't like Zhou Jianxing that much, and it was just a fairly pleasant relationship.
She also once firmly believed that with her reason and experience, after a period of time, she would be able to completely get over it and resume her previous life.
But that was just her self-righteous illusion.
She couldn't get out. She really couldn't.
It was like being trapped in a maze with no exit. No matter how hard she tried to move forward and forget, she would eventually go around in circles and return to the starting point called "She still likes Zhou Jianxing".
Su Qing's fists, which were originally clenched tightly, slowly loosened little by little when she saw Wen Lingyi's distraught look.
Her fair palm was spread out, and at the base of her ring finger, there were clearly several deep red nail marks that she had just pinched hard, leaving behind.
"Do you... like her that much?" Su Qing asked softly.
Although the answer was obvious, she still wanted to hear it from Wen Lingyi in person.
"I don't want to like her that much..." Wen Lingyi turned her face away, not wanting Su Qing to see her expression, which might have lost control. Her voice was like bubbles bursting in sparkling water, a slight tremor that made one's teeth ache. "But... there's nothing I can do."
There is no way to forget, no way to let go, and no way to let the other person leave.
"Look at you now, what do you look like?" Su Qing looked at her and suddenly smiled briefly.
She stood up, walked over to Wen Lingyi and sat down, then reached out and pinched her cheek, her gesture showing a touch of habitual intimacy.
"If you like her, just go get her back. Is there any woman in this world that you, Wen Lingyi, can't get?" She said it lightly, as if it was just a trivial matter.
Get her back? That's easy to say. Whether Zhou Jianxing is still willing to pay attention to her is a huge question mark.
If the roles were reversed and she were Zhou Jianxing, she would just want the other person to die quickly.
"Okay," Su Qing took Wen Lingyi's somewhat cold hand and held it in her own. Noticing that the other's fingertips were still trembling slightly, she squeezed it hard, "I will help you."
She paused, her tone becoming serious: "No matter what, I still... hope to see you happy. There is only one thing, don't drag Su Zhe into this. This is the bottom line."
This is her biggest concession and the bottom line she must draw.
Then, Su Qing let go of her hand, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at a non-existent point in the air.
Her voice lowered, with a resigned calmness: "No matter how happily you two live together in the future," she paused, suppressing the lump in her throat, "I will not interfere with you anymore."
"As long as she... doesn't hurt you." She finally added this condition.
When she said this, Su Qing felt as if her heart was thrown into a pot and stir-fried with bitter melon, and it was filled with indescribable bitterness from the inside out.
Su Qing has always liked Wen Lingyi, but it was never the kind of love between lovers.
This kind of love may be more complicated, more hidden, and more difficult to understand.
But at this moment, it chose to fulfill it.
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