Who moved her body?

After Song Xiaoxian's death, Guan Jie never encountered another girl who had the habit of touching her earlobes.

Perhaps it happened, but he just didn't pay attention. But none of that matters.

But Zeng Meiqian does have it.

Unlike Song Xiaoxian, Zeng Meiqian only occasionally touches her earlobes. Even then, Guan Jie would sometimes mistake Zeng Meiqian for Song Xiaoxian.

And so, Guan Jie and Zeng Meiqian got together. He decided to give Zeng Meiqian the most perfect wedding that she could afford. When Zeng Meiqian and Guan Jie went to choose a diamond ring, they saw one that cost over 100,000 yuan. Guan Jie said the diamond was too small, but Zeng Meiqian said that she had everything she liked, no matter how expensive.

Everything was going perfectly. They had already taken their wedding photos, chosen the diamond ring, and the Zeng family had booked the hotel for the wedding and their post-wedding vacation spot. Although the wedding wasn't until three months later, everything was prepared in advance. For the wealthy, nothing was a problem; as long as you have money, everything is under control.

"I've kept you waiting for too long." Guan Jie apologized to the void.

Before Song Xiaoxian died, she finally put on the wedding dress she had always dreamed of, but Guan Jie didn't get to see it.

That day, Guan Jie received a call to respond to an emergency while accompanying Song Xiaoxian to a bridal shop to try on wedding dresses. He hurriedly said goodbye to Song Xiaoxian and rushed to the scene.

"If you missed the fitting, I can surprise you on the wedding day," Song Xiaoxian comforted Guan Jie.

Little did I know that that farewell would be our last!

He didn't see Song Xiaoxian walk towards him in her wedding dress; he buried her on the day they were supposed to have their wedding.

Guan Jie's computer has photos of Song Xiaoxian trying on wedding dresses. The photos were taken by the bridal shop staff. In the photos, Song Xiaoxian is smiling so beautifully, her happy smile almost overflowing the screen.

Happiness was captured in that moment.

Song Xiaoxian never received Guan Jie's diamond ring; her life ended on a summer afternoon when she was twenty-five.

She had just stepped out of the bridal shop when a truck ended her beautiful life.

Regret and guilt plunged Guan Jie into a long-forgotten grief. The pain was like a fermented product that had been suppressed by a lid. Today, a corner of it was suddenly lifted, and the long-fermented flavor became even stronger. Once it appeared, its impact was uncontrollable.

At some point, Zeng Meiqian reached out and cupped Guan Jie's face, kissing him. Guan Jie, startled, fled from the depths of his memory and stared at Zeng Meiqian in a daze.

Who is this person? Where am I?

Guan Jie's bewildered eyes were empty and blank as he stared blankly at Zeng Meiqian's beautiful face.

"What's wrong, darling?"

"Oh, I almost fell asleep just now." Guan Jie rubbed his eyes, his hand was wet.

"I've tried it on. I'll wait for Lisa's message and come back to try it on in a few days." Zeng Meiqian pulled Guan Jie to his feet and said, "Let's go, I'll let you spend the afternoon with me. I've heard that men don't like going out with their girlfriends because it's boring, no wonder you were dozing off."

Zeng Meiqian chuckled, as if she hadn't discovered anything or suspected anything.

"I signed the contract with Mr. Wang from Xinke this afternoon. I wonder if there were any problems," Guan Jie said as he got into the car and fastened his seatbelt.

"You're worried, aren't you? Then I'll take you back to the company. I'll tell my parents later that you can have dinner with them again tomorrow night."

"May I?"

"Of course you can! I support you in being busy with your career, just don't work too late."

"Um!"

……

Only Zhuang Buyi was still in the office; everyone else had gone home.

Zhuang Buyi doesn't have a fixed concept of get off work hours. Sometimes he will stay at the company all night, and sometimes he will lie in bed for several days in a row thinking and sleeping.

Guan Jie made a video call to Zeng Meiqian at the company, and Zhuang Buyi naturally made a cameo appearance.

"Sister-in-law, Guan Jie said your wedding dress is absolutely stunning, it's the most beautiful ever made, it could charm a million men!" Zhuang Buyi said, craning his neck to compliment Guan Jie's phone.

"Wow, when did you become so good at praising people, you computer genius?" Zeng Meiqian accepted the compliment with a smile, and then said, "Don't just keep praising me, when are you free to meet the girl I introduced you to? She's been waiting for you for half a year."

"Hehe, hehe." Zhuang Buyi scratched his head, turning his already messy hair into a bird's nest, and said with a troubled look, "Let's forget it, sister-in-law. You know I'm not interested in girls. Even if someone likes me, if I marry them, I'll just be living a widow's life every day. Wouldn't that be a waste of their time?"

"Fine, fine, you always find excuses to avoid it. But let's make this clear first, I don't care if you're interested in girls or not, but you absolutely cannot be interested in your brother Guan Jie, otherwise..." Zeng Meiqian made a fierce face, wrinkled her nose and snorted.

Zhuang Buyi seemed genuinely frightened, and leaned back.

Guan Jie turned the camera to himself and said, "Don't try to scare me. This kid probably has a phobia of women."

"Then you guys go ahead with your work, but remember not to stay up too late, okay? I don't want my fiancé to work so hard." Zeng Meiqian pouted with heartache.

"Okay, focus on driving, and text me when you get home."

After hanging up the phone, Guan Jie sighed deeply and then nestled into the sofa against the wall in Zhuang Buyi's office.

The sofa was large and soft; sometimes Zhuang Buyi would sleep on it.

Guan Jie kicked off his shoes, loosened his tie with his right hand, and then unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt before stopping.

"Weren't you having dinner with your sister-in-law's family tonight?" Zhuang Buyi stared at Guan Jie through his thick glasses. "You two are getting married!"

Guan Jie smiled at the ceiling, knowing he couldn't hide anything from Zhuang Buyi, this genius. Sometimes Guan Jie thought that Zhuang Buyi didn't dislike girls, but rather understood them too well. It was because Zhuang Buyi could see through women's little tricks at a glance, and he wouldn't waste a single moment on useless things, that he didn't like being with women.

Imagine a woman being coy and hesitant with you, half-heartedly cooperating. She clearly wants to take things further but wants to maintain a facade of fidelity. If the man takes it seriously, she'll say he's too hasty, unreliable, or even a lecher. If the man doesn't understand and thinks he's met a good woman, and genuinely respects her, but after a few dates he remains at a polite distance, then the woman will definitely tell her friends that this man is a fool, a blockhead, and not worth entrusting her life to.

No woman has yet captured Zhuang Buyi's heart; at least so far, no woman has been more attractive to him than the computer.

Sometimes, Guan Jie secretly envied Zhuang Buyi's clarity of mind.

Guan Jie sighed and said, "Yes, I'm getting married soon."

"If Sister Xiaoxian is watching from heaven, she would also want you to be happy. You should know that."

Zhuang Buyi stood up from behind the table, poured Guan Jie a glass of water, and sat down next to Guan Jie.

"I met someone today who, apart from having a different face, had the exact same build and habits as Xiaoxian. It felt like Xiaoxian was really still alive."

When Guan Jie said these things, he was very calm, and there was no excitement or doubt in his voice. It was as if a child who had just learned to read was reciting a text without any emotion.

Zhuang Buyi craned his neck, stared wide-eyed at Guan Jie, and asked, "Who did you say? Sister Xiaoxian?"

"I haven't changed at all. I still like red, and I unconsciously touch my earlobe." Guan Jie stated illogically, as if he were telling someone else's story, a story unrelated to himself.

Zhuang Buyi secretly pinched himself, and his thigh shuddered in pain. He was sure he wasn't dreaming.

"Don't scare me, brother, Sister Xiaoxian is already..."