Inside a coffee shop next to the hotel.
The decor was retro, with several chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, emitting a soft, warm light.
Separated by only a wall, it feels like two different worlds from the steel jungle outside.
The music was played at a low volume, classical and elegant, slowly flowing through the café.
Occasionally, a guest who pushes open the door will suddenly bring in the noise from outside, breaking the peaceful atmosphere here.
Then things quickly returned to calm.
By the window.
A girl with a long ponytail sat alone, her beautiful, aloof eyes fixed on the window, lost in thought.
She pondered with an icy demeanor, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay.
She has chosen the least disruptive way to witness her best friend's wedding.
Then... the only way to find out about Chen Lu's current situation without causing trouble for their relationship is probably this.
Mo Yuqing's lips twitched slightly, and she suddenly gave a bitter smile.
That's really interesting.
Now she has actually learned Chen Lu's way of thinking, and her behavior is becoming more and more similar to his.
The two of them drifted further and further apart.
"Miss, your latte."
"Thanks."
Mo Yuqing subconsciously put her hand on her bag, but after seeing the other person's face, she slowly withdrew her hand.
This is in China.
No tip is needed.
"Could I please bring you another one of the same?"
"OK."
As the waiter walked away, she continued to rest her chin on her hand, her gaze fixed on her phone screen.
In the photo, Chen Lu is wearing a formal dress and standing on the stage with a slight smile on her face, holding a microphone and reading a blessing.
As she watched, she suddenly smiled too.
I was quite reluctant to go back to China before, but now I think it was a good deal.
After a while, Mo Yuqing suddenly saw a somewhat familiar figure push the door open and enter. She quickly turned off her phone and waved to the girl who entered.
The girl paused for a moment when she saw her, then pursed her lips and slowly walked towards her.
Liang Zhirou was still wearing the same off-the-shoulder dress she wore at the wedding; it was a very form-fitting dress.
It's the style Chen Lu likes.
As she scrutinized her expression, Mo Yuqing felt that something was amiss.
Oh right, I got my bangs cut.
If it weren't for her still timid movements, I wouldn't have recognized her.
People close to you are less likely to notice changes.
In just over a year, Liang Zhirou had changed so much that Mo Yuqing almost didn't recognize her.
Liang Zhirou felt uncomfortable being scrutinized, so she sat up straight in front of her, trying her best to keep her back straight.
She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times, but in the end, she didn't say a word.
Through the reflective window next to her, she also secretly observed the other person.
Mo Yuqing looked exactly the same as when she first met her, except for her hairstyle; she still looked as aloof as ever.
If I really had to find a difference, it would probably be that she's a little thinner.
Perhaps because they felt a sense of crisis from the first time they saw each other, the two of them had an exceptionally deep memory of each other's appearances.
Liang Zhirou could even detect many subtle changes in the other person's appearance.
The atmosphere remained silent for an unknown amount of time.
"Here you go." Mo Yuqing spoke first, pushing another teacup towards Liang Zhirou.
"Th-thank you."
Liang Zhirou was somewhat surprised as she took the teacup with both hands, gently holding it over her wrists.
The lines I had prepared in my head, like "I'd never leave Chen Lu no matter the cost," seem to be useless now.
She had prepared so many contingency plans on her way here, but things still didn't turn out quite as she had imagined.
"You've become even more beautiful," Mo Yuqing continued.
That's pretty strange.
She had known Liang Zhirou for over a year, but this was the first time the two of them had ever spoken.
Liang Zhirou suppressed the urge to lower her head and quietly straightened her back. "You too."
"It's just that you still seem to talk very little." Mo Yuqing smiled slightly, then suddenly took a deep breath, "Then I'll go first."
Liang Zhirou nodded her chin, listening quietly to what she was about to say.
"I didn't originally plan to come back to China. I came back mainly to help my mother with her divorce, but I didn't expect to run into Liu Yan's wedding. So you don't need to be so wary of me. Putting aside whether I'm the kind of person who would steal someone else's partner, you should know Chen Lu's character very well."
Mo Yuqing took a sip of coffee, put it down, and spoke methodically.
She always felt that her mindset was particularly strange.
No matter how stubborn she was, she knew deep down that she secretly hoped Chen Lu would change his mind, leave Liang Zhirou, and be with her.
While she hoped Chen Lu would change his mind, she also disliked that particular version of Chen Lu from another timeline.
You could even say that if Chen Lu really did that kind of thing, she wouldn't like him anymore.
She also hated herself for having fantasies about such things, even if those hopes were only vague and insignificant.
Mo Yuqing was very fortunate, fortunate that the man she had always deeply loved was gentle to the core and unwavering in his feelings.
Mo Yuqing was also in pain, in pain that she had always deeply loved a man who was gentle to the core and whose feelings were always consistent.
A man who could never abandon Liang Zhirou, and who could never fall in love with someone else.
Whenever she thinks about this, her feelings for Chen Lu deepen, and her inner pain intensifies.
Just as her thoughts were drifting, the girl in front of her suddenly said softly, "You...don't be too sad because of your parents."
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