Chapter 13 What exactly did you want to say on the phone?
Zhuang Fuyao silently prayed, "I hope the person who reports me forgets to bring toilet paper when they go to the bathroom, always loses games, and never manages to get the 'buy one get one half price' offer."
Shu Run glanced at it and chuckled, "They must be talking about your profile picture."
Zhuang Fuyao said indignantly, "Is the person who reported this just jealous because they don't have abs themselves?!"
"It might have something to do with your ID, it's too abstract." Shu Run laughed until tears streamed down her face, then tagged Song Qing in the group chat: 【When are you coming back to Jiang City?】
There was no immediate reply; they're probably still busy. Song Qing has a very busy schedule of performances lately, often working until late at night.
Shu Run posted a picture of the report page in the group: ["About a friend being reported for doing abstract things"].
Zhuang Fuyao: "..."
Zhuang Fuyao: [helpless jpg]
With her account banned, Zhuang Fuyao couldn't play the game and could only watch Shu Run play.
Just then, Liang Chaoluo made a phone call.
"Mom, are you busy?"
His voice has changed; it's now clear and bright like a mountain stream, completely different from his previous childish voice.
Zhuang Fuyao was momentarily dazed. "No, I'm playing outside."
Liang Chaolu hummed in response, not asking any further questions. Zhuang Fuyao noticed his unusual mood, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
Liang Chaoluo was surprised by Ms. Zhuang's keen insight and hesitated whether to speak up.
His low spirits also stemmed from Lao Liang's attitude.
As for Ms. Zhuang...
Although she never directly expressed her disapproval of his relationship with Shu Run, she subtly tried to match him up with Yi Han, even after learning that he had a girlfriend.
Liang Chaolu felt this was also a form of tacit disagreement. Moreover, over the years, Ms. Zhuang's personality had become increasingly domineering, and even after the divorce, it wouldn't affect her absolute decision-making power over matters big and small at home.
He brushed it off lightly, saying, "It was just a trivial matter," and refused to elaborate.
His refusal to speak didn't mean Zhuang Fuyao couldn't guess. After all, he was the male protagonist of a novel, whose life was smooth sailing; the only thing that could make him so depressed was something related to the female protagonist.
Zhuang Fuyao: "Is it because of your girlfriend?"
Liang Chaoluo was taken aback. "Are you against it too?"
"I've never even met her, so how could I object?" Zhuang Fuyao curled her lips. "When will you introduce me to her?"
Even after hanging up the phone, Liang Chaoluo was still in disbelief.
Ms. Zhuang actually said she wanted to see Shu Run? And she spoke in such a friendly tone, which was completely contrary to her usual style.
Before hanging up, he subtly inquired, and Ms. Zhuang seemed unaware that Mr. Liang had found a new lover.
Thinking of this, Liang Chaoluo couldn't help but feel a little worried.
...
Beside Zhuang Fuyao, Shu Run asked curiously, "Whose phone is this?"
Zhuang Fuyao smiled and said, "My son's."
Shu Run was shocked. "Then you just said his girlfriend..." Although she had always known that her sister was older than her, she didn't expect that the age difference was so much. Her son actually had a girlfriend?
Zhuang Fuyao briefly described, "He was actually my ex-husband's older brother's child, and was later adopted by me and my ex-husband."
Shu Run suddenly realized that this made more sense. She asked curiously, "But sister, can I ask how old you are?"
A subtle glint flashed in Zhuang Fuyao's eyes.
Although she has accepted the idea of being transported to another world, she still feels a little awkward telling her friends that she is already thirty-eight years old.
“A little older than you,” Zhuang Fuyao said vaguely.
Shu Run nodded. This was pretty much what she had guessed. Her sister had a very special feeling about her. She had the charm of age and the vigor of youth, and overall she was very relaxed.
He should be a few years older than her, but no more than thirty.
Shu Run envied the other person's state and was also looking forward to what she would be like at that time.
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Two days later, the person Zhuang Fuyao had sent to inquire about Cheng Beibei's whereabouts returned with a letter.
The other party sent a document file. It included several pictures, one of which was a picture of Cheng Beibei's tombstone.
Zhuang Fuyao couldn't believe it. Her eyes reddened as she forced herself to finish reading the document, then she broke down in tears.
It turns out that Cheng Beibei passed away five years ago...
Zhuang Fuyao cried all night, her mind in a daze, and she didn't fall asleep until almost dawn. When she woke up, her face was deathly pale, and there were dark circles under her eyes, as if she had experienced a tremendous change.
This startled Aunt Yuan, who immediately called her husband.
Liang Huaixu looked grave and immediately called Ji Lan and Zhuang Shaoping to inquire about their well-being.
After confirming that the two elders were safe, a complex emotion flickered in his eyes.
Aunt Yuan described it very seriously, saying that Miss Zhuang became haggard overnight, her eyes were swollen from crying, and her voice was hoarse.
He couldn't imagine what could possibly make her so sad, besides her parents.
After a moment's thought, he made a phone call anyway, "Auntie said you weren't feeling well, are you unwell?"
"no."
He sounded somewhat listless.
Liang Huaixu frowned: "What happened?"
Zhuang Fuyao was lost in thought for a moment, wanting to talk but not knowing where to begin.
She and her best friend missed ten irretrievable years.
This was also the first time she experienced a separation of life and death after her soul traveled to the future.
Cheng Beibei's death happened five years ago, and Zhuang Fuyao didn't have the energy to explain why she was suddenly saddened by something that happened five years ago. She shook her head and said, "It's nothing."
This simple "It's nothing" worried Liang Huaixu for several days.
Finally, the weekend arrived, and he made time to take Zhuang Fuyao hiking to relax.
While hiking, Zhuang Fuyao hardly spoke, but fortunately, her complexion looked better than it had been two days ago.
If it's not a family member's misfortune, nor is it a serious illness of one's own, then it can only be something related to relationships.
As her ex-husband, he had no right to judge anything and could only offer subtle comfort.
Zhuang Fuyao sensed the hidden meaning in his words.
She was panting heavily from exhaustion and didn't have time to guess. She tugged hard at his sleeve and demanded, "What exactly are you trying to say?"
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