Jiang Yaoyao had slept unusually soundly.
When she woke up, sunlight slipped through the gap in the curtains and spilled onto the hardwood floor, quiet and warm.
The person who had been lying on the sofa was already gone, the bedding folded up neatly.
Jiang Yaoyao got up and picked up her phone.
She found more than a dozen unread WeChat messages, all from Xie Jinran,
[What did you say to Yunxi?]
[I didn't expect you to be this vicious!]
[You weren't happy yourself, so you just had to make everyone else miserable too?]
[You were just twisted and bitter inside!]
...
The last chat with Xie Jinran had been two months ago, and looking at it now…
She simply deleted him from her contacts.
Who knew the phone would ring almost immediately, this time it was a call from Xie Jinran.
"I'm at the gate of your complex, I've got something to say to you…"
"I had nothing to say to you," Jiang Yaoyao cut him off, "let's just delete each other, thanks."
