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Chapter 388 A Perfect and Fragile World ( Subscriptions per Day)

With the sound of the elevator "ding", the two arrived at their destination.

Lan Qiusheng helped Ding Yue to the door of his house.

She used Ding Yue's key to open the door and found the switch skillfully.

The moment the lights came on, Ding Yue narrowed his eyes and grumbled in dissatisfaction.

Lan Qiu Sheng helped her onto the bed, helped her take off her coat and shoes, then went to the kitchen and poured a cup of warm water and placed it on the bedside table.

"Don't go." Ding Yue grabbed her wrist with surprising force.

Seeing his friend drunk, Lan Qiusheng nodded: "Okay, I won't leave."

She sat down beside the bed and patted Ding Yue's back gently, just like when she took care of her younger brother when he was a child.

Ding Yue soon fell into a deep sleep and his breathing became even.

Lan Qiu Sheng gently withdrew his hand and walked to the window.

From this angle, you can see the night view of the city.

Although it was already late, everyone seemed to be still very busy and there was still a constant stream of vehicles outside.

She remembered how Xu Wen stood in the garden of Gu Xingruo's villa tonight, how he closed his eyes when he blew out the birthday candles, and how he was at ease when facing everyone.
Lan Qiusheng took out his phone and sent a message to Xu Wen: "Thank you for the invitation tonight."

She stared at the screen for a long time but received no reply. Maybe he had already taken a break?

Putting down her phone, she looked out the window again.

There were no stars in the night sky, only the city lights illuminating the clouds.

Lan Qiu Sheng knew how much pain and struggle her choice would bring, but she could no longer turn back.

Just like Ding Yue said, she and Xu Wen are the same type of people.

What this type of people are best at is forbearance and persistence.

Yang Yiyao took out the key from her pocket, and the cold touch of the metal made her shiver slightly.

The key made a slight clicking sound when it was inserted into the key, which was particularly clear in the quiet corridor.

She opened the door and found the room dark except for the faint moonlight coming in through the window.

The moonlight illuminated the room, making it seem exceptionally quiet.

"Huh!" She let out a long sigh and threw the keys on the tray in the entrance hall.

The sound of metal colliding was particularly harsh in the empty apartment.

She kicked off her sneakers and walked barefoot on the cold floor. She was too lazy to even turn on the light and walked towards the bathroom in the dark.

Yang Yiyao's apartment is not big, but it is exquisitely decorated.

On the wall of the living room hangs a tarot card pattern she drew herself, and on the coffee table are several books on divination scattered around.

Since she started her own business and earned money, she moved out of her home and lived alone.

Although she lives in the same city as her parents, she seldom goes back home.

After all, as soon as you go home, you will face endless nagging from your parents.

I used to ask her if she had found a boyfriend, but now that she has graduated, I asked her when she plans to get married.

In the past, Yang Yiyao always said that she had no one she liked.

If her parents asked her now, she would definitely say something shocking: "There are too many women around the boy I like, it's not my turn."

The person she likes doesn't like her, what can she do?

In order to avoid her parents' nagging, Yang Yiyao simply decided not to go back.

Over the years, she has summed up an experience: you can go back home often, but don't live there permanently.

On her way to the bathroom, she accidentally kicked an empty beer can.

This was left behind by her a few days ago and she was too lazy to clean it up.

The sound of the cans rolling on the floor was particularly harsh in the darkness.

"It hurts," she whimpered, bent down, picked up the can and threw it into the trash can.

The trash can was already filled with takeout boxes and fast food packaging, and she remembered that she hadn't cleaned her room properly for several days.

The senior school girl who looks bright and beautiful is actually a very sloppy person.

The bathroom door creaked open, and Yang Yiyao fumbled to press the switch. The glaring light made her squint.

The person in the mirror had messy hair, smudged eye makeup, and looked exhausted.

She turned on the faucet, and hot water flowed into the bathtub. The rising steam quickly blurred the mirror.

She began to take off her outer clothes piece by piece.

All the clothes were thrown randomly on the ground.

Anyway, I can just ask a cleaner to clean the room tomorrow. It won’t cost much.

The bathtub gradually filled up. Yang Yiyao tested the water temperature and then slid in.

The hot water instantly enveloped her body and she let out a contented sigh, leaning her head against the edge of the tub and closing her eyes.

As soon as she closed her eyes, the scene of tonight's birthday party immediately appeared in her mind.

Every detail of Gu Xingruo's luxurious villa is vivid in my mind.

Crystal chandeliers, imported marble floors, carefully decorated gardens and that three-layer starry sky cake.

She had to admit that Gu Xingruo was indeed very attentive.

"Oh, the pomp of a young lady." Yang Yiyao murmured to herself, her fingers unconsciously playing with the water surface, splashing layers of water.

She remembered the smug expression on Gu Xingruo's face when she held Xu Wen's arm, and the deliberate look she gave Xia Ning when she was peeling an apple.

What impressed her most was the "Gallery of Memory", where every photo of Gu Xingruo and Xu Wen from high school to the present was hung, like a silent declaration.

"How childish." Yang Yiyao curled her lips, but a trace of bitterness rose in her heart.

She also wanted to have the opportunity to show her relationship openly, rather than just standing aside and being a spectator.

She once missed the love in her youth. At that time, she felt that there was nothing good about men and it was more comfortable to be alone.

But when she really met someone she liked, she couldn't get the love she wanted.

When she saw those childish love tricks again, she just felt extremely envious.

The water gradually became cold, so she added some hot water.

The steam rose again, making her thoughts wander even more.

Yang Yiyao really likes to soak in the bathtub and relax herself.

Sometimes I soak for the whole afternoon.

Even if his skin was wrinkled, he would not sit up.

Xia Ning’s appearance was what surprised her the most.

The girl who was once hysterical could now stand next to Gu Xingruo so calmly and even talk to her politely.

Yang Yiyao thought she would see a bloody storm, but in the end the two of them were just getting along peacefully.

If she hadn't witnessed what happened in the rental house with her own eyes, she would even suspect that those things were fake.

Thinking of this incident, Yang Yiyao felt inexplicably guilty.

Perhaps the reason why Xia Ning was forced into that state was somewhat related to her.

Yang Yiyao thought that when Gu Xingruo and Xia Ning started fighting, she would have the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. She even took the initiative to help the two of them provoke a war and arranged for them to meet.
But the fact is, even if Xu Wen and Xia Ning broke up, it would never be her turn.

She was like a spectator, a witness.

"Xu Wen is such a lucky kid." She shook her head with a wry smile and scooped up a handful of water to splash on her face.

So many beautiful girls like him and are willing to be around him.

Yang Yiyao remembered the "Balance Theory" that Xu Wen once mentioned.

He has to maintain a balance between the two girls.

At that time, she just thought it was a fantasy, but after seeing the interaction between Gu Xingruo and Xia Ning tonight, she suddenly felt that it might really be possible.

Xia Ning looked at him without fighting or competing, and Gu Xingruo had no intention of attacking either.

Xu Wen actually managed to stabilize the situation.

"Since there is a scale, why can't it tilt a little towards me?" Yang Yiyao said softly, drawing circles on the water with her fingers.

When this thought came to her mind, she was shocked.

Since when did she become the one hoping for the scale to tip?

She doesn't crave exclusivity, she just hopes to get a little bit of love.

Yang Yiyao felt that this idea of ​​hers was very dangerous.

She was either blinded by love or brainwashed by that bastard Xu Wen.

Yang Yiyao looked at herself in the mirror.

The mirror was now covered with a large amount of fog, but some of its outlines could still be seen.

She looked in the mirror with a well-proportioned figure, fair skin, thin where she should be thin, and plump where she should be plump.

Although she is a girl, she still knows that she has absolute attraction to men.

What kind of boy can't you find?

But as soon as this thought came to her mind, Yang Yiyao thought about the future of leaving Xu Wen and being with other boys, and she instantly felt like vomiting.

She didn't want to leave at all.

Some even enjoy it.

Yang Yiyao felt that she must have gone crazy.

The water temperature dropped again, but she was too lazy to add hot water, so she just soaked in the gradually cooling water, letting her thoughts drift away.

She recalled that during her junior year, the college gave her a place in the school for postgraduate study because of her excellent GPA and her position as the student union president.

At that time, she was determined to open her fortune-telling shop after graduation, continue her Lolita and JK business, and be her own boss. She didn't want to continue studying at all.

It was her parents who persuaded her earnestly, saying that academic qualifications were important and that she would be grateful to them in the future.

"Now it seems that I really should thank my parents." Yang Yiyao smiled self-deprecatingly. Fate is always so funny.

If it weren't for this guaranteed admission to graduate school, she would have graduated and left school by now. How could she have had the chance to continue staying with Xu Wen?
This realization made her heart tighten.

Since when did Xu Wen become the reason for her to stay in school?

Yang Yiyao suddenly sat up from the water, splashing water everywhere.

She reached out and wiped her face, deciding to end this long bath.

If she thought about it further, she was afraid that she would come to more conclusions that she would not want to face.

She stepped out of the bathtub and grabbed a towel to dry herself.

The mirror was blurred by the steam again. She used her hand to clear a clear patch and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her wet long hair stuck to her face, and her eyes were filled with emotions that even she couldn't understand.

"Don't think about it anymore." She said to herself in the mirror, her voice a little hoarse.

She thought back to the divination that happened long ago.

The Tarot cards said that as long as she continued to contact Xu Wen, she would definitely regret it.

She didn't know whether she regretted it now.

Yang Yiyao put on a loose T-shirt and walked back to the bedroom barefoot.

The blankets on the bed were in a mess and she fell directly onto them, not even bothering to tidy them up.

On the bedside table was the tarot deck she had been reading recently.

She pulled out one at random.

The "World" card shows a dancer surrounded by garlands, symbolizing perfection and harmony.

This was the card Xu Wen drew when she told him fortune last time.

She asked what it was, and he said it was about the future.

"Perfection and harmony." She recited the meaning of the card softly, with a bitter smile on her lips.

On the surface, tonight's birthday party was indeed very "perfect", with everyone playing their own role and maintaining a delicate balance.

It was like a drama that ended successfully.

But she knew how fragile that balance was.

Just like the “world” in the Tarot card, it seems perfect, but in fact it may be an exquisite cage.

Yang Yiyao put the cards back, turned over and buried her face in the pillow.

She suddenly felt very tired, not physically tired, but a kind of fatigue that came from the bottom of her heart.

The phone vibrated at this moment.

She reached for her phone and squinted at the screen.

It was a message from Lan Qiusheng: "We are home."

Yang Yiyao simply replied with "OK".

Then she threw her phone aside and pulled the quilt over her head.

I don’t know when it started.

Yang Yiyao began to imagine that every message was sent to her by Xu Wen.

If not, she would feel disappointed.

In the darkness, the scenes of tonight flashed back in my mind.

Gu Xingruo’s proud smile, Xia Ning’s calm eyes, and Lan Qiusheng’s forbearing expression.

And there is Xu Wen, the one standing in the center of everyone, trying to maintain balance.

"That's amazing." She said sullenly under the quilt.

There was envy and bitterness in his voice that he himself was not aware of.

Yang Yiyao didn't know when she fell asleep.

She only remembered that in the last moment before she fell into darkness, she was still thinking about the ridiculous balance theory, wondering where she should stand if the balance really existed.

Outside the window, the moon quietly climbed to the center of the sky.

Silvery-white light shone through the gaps in the curtains, drawing a thin line on the floor.

The light was like a dividing line, dividing the room into two.

Yang Yiyao turned over, and the moonlight fell on her face.

But she was sleeping so soundly that she didn't notice anything.

Half asleep and half awake, she seemed to be back in the villa tonight.

Gu Xingruo was cutting the cake, Xia Ning was smiling, Lan Qiu Sheng was helping to pour drinks, and Xu Wen.

Xu Wen stood among everyone, his eyes scanning the faces of each girl, but finally he looked past them and looked at a place in the distance that did not exist at all.

As the night deepened, Xu Wen's car lights cut through the darkness of the villa area and slowly stopped in front of Gu Xingruo's house.

He carefully parked his car in the basement garage and then took the elevator to the first floor.

Amid the sound of the elevator running, Xu Wen heard hurried footsteps coming from outside.

When the elevator door opened, he saw Gu Xingruo standing at the door wearing a furry home suit, her long golden hair casually draped, and her face still covered with light makeup.

"Why did you take so long to come back? Are Lingling and Jiaojiao home safely?" She complained, but her eyes were shining.

She reached out and took Xu Wen's coat like a married wife.

"Well, I sent them back." When Xu Wen lowered his head to change his shoes, he noticed a pair of slippers that had not been put away at the entrance.

The owner of these slippers looks like he has just left.

His movements paused imperceptibly.

Gu Xingruo followed his line of sight and suddenly seemed to remember something: "Oh, Xia Ning was here just now."

Xu Wen raised his head suddenly, his pupils shrinking slightly: "When?"

He was a little panicked, which was rare.

He knew the temperaments of these two people best, and they might start fighting if they said something wrong.

He never expected that Xia Ning would come back.

However, judging from the results, there didn't seem to be any conflict between the two.

Xu Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not long after you left, she suddenly rang the doorbell and said she wanted to talk to me." Gu Xingruo hung her coat on the coat rack and turned to walk towards the living room.

Xu Wen followed behind her, his eyes sweeping over the two used glasses on the coffee table.

There was a faint lip mark on the rim of one of the cups.

After adjusting his mood, he asked bluntly: "What did you talk about?"

Gu Xingruo sat down on the sofa and picked up a pillow with a starry sky pattern.

She kneaded the soft pillow in her arms, lowered her head and said, "She said she doesn't want to fight anymore, as long as she can stay with you as a friend."

Xu Wen listened silently on the surface, but felt surprised in his heart.

This is totally unlike what Xia Ning would say.

How could Xia Ning, who was once so paranoid that she locked him in the room, give up on her own initiative?

If she was really that kind of person, she wouldn't have done those things.

He calmly sat down next to Gu Xingruo and tucked her scattered golden hair behind her ears: "What do you think?"

"I thought she would be the same as before, but she has really changed a lot. Even her eyes were different when she talked about you." Gu Xingruo tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder.

She didn't expect it at all.

It's only been half a year, and a person has changed so much.

However, in Gu Xingruo's opinion, Xia Ning should have been like this at the beginning, and her later behavior was what surprised her.

Xu Wen's fingertips gently stroked her hair, but his brain was working rapidly.

Xia Ning's transformation was too abnormal.

But what is more important now is to stabilize Gu Xingruo.

"Ruoruo, you know that you are the most special person in my life." He suddenly called softly, his voice a little hoarse.

Xu Wen decided to take the initiative to launch an offensive.

Gu Xingruo's body stiffened slightly and she looked up at him.

Xu Wen stroked the faint dark circles under her eyes with his thumb: "Whether you took four online courses until the early morning to transfer to another school, or ended your trip early to spend my birthday with me, I will remember all these efforts."

His eyes were so gentle that they could drip water: "No other girl would do this for me."

Gu Xingruo's eyes instantly turned red.

She thought back to those nights when she stayed up late to finish her homework, and the heartbreak she felt when she first learned that Xia Ning and Xu Wen were together.
All the grievances seemed to be comforted at this moment.

"Really? Why are you saying this now?" She muttered softly, burying her face in Xu Wen's chest.

Gu Xingruo was immersed in sweet happiness.

Xu Wen patted her back gently and continued to implement the second step of his plan: "Xia Ning is only back as a friend now, and she herself said that she is no longer obsessed with the past."

He pretended to be casual and said: "You saw her take the initiative to give in at the birthday party and even wish us a happy birthday, didn't you?"

Gu Xingruo raised her head from his arms and blinked her wet eyes: "Well, she was indeed very quiet today, and she even praised what I prepared for you."

"So you see, she has let it go. Didn't you say before that you would rather I be happy?" Xu Wen's mouth corners curled up in a subtle arc.

This sentence hit the nail on the head about what Gu Xingruo was thinking right now.

She remembered the oath she had written in her diary and her struggle against her father when she decided to stay in Linjiang.

If I lose my composure now because of Xia Ning's matter, wouldn't that be denying all my growth?

(End of this chapter)