Who moved her body?

Zhuang Buyi put the water glass on the coffee table, reached out and touched Guan Jie's forehead, then touched his own.

"No fever. It's been five years, brother. You buried Xiaoxian's ashes yourself. I understand the feelings between you and Xiaoxian, but coming back to life doesn't exist in real life. You... must have met someone who has the same habits as Xiaoxian."

"A habit formed since childhood can't be wrong." Guan Jie turned his head to look at Zhuang Buyi and said, "You wouldn't understand that feeling."

Zhuang Buyi remained silent. He knew that the relationship between Guan Jie and Song Xiaoxian had transcended that of ordinary lovers, and even surpassed the kinship of blood ties.

In a place like an orphanage, Guan Jie and Song Xiaoxian were each other's hope and bond for survival. They encouraged each other, allowing one another to see a future amidst suffering. They poured their souls into each other. That soul took root and sprouted in the other's body, and the branches that grew intertwined and echoed each other in the air.

They had already become one with each other.

If one is missing, the other's soul loses its balance.

Zhuang Buyi had never experienced this kind of empathy before, but he saw it in Guan Jie.

If it weren't for the depth of his love, Guan Jie would never have accepted Zeng Meiqian because of one of her small habits.

Zhuang Buyi remembers it clearly. At that time, Guan Jie, who had already lost all hope in love, had already learned to numb himself with work. His busy schedule day and night left him no time to suffer.

Suddenly, this workaholic didn't come to work for several days in a row. Zhuang Buyi went to see him and found that he had been crying at home for three days and three nights.

The room full of empty bottles made one wonder if Guan Jie had survived the past three days on alcohol alone.

In just three days, Guan Jie's beard had grown exceptionally thick. Compared to his sunken eye sockets, the beard seemed to sprout up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, making him look like a wild man.

Guan Jie told Zhuang Buyi that every time he saw Zeng Meiqian touching her earlobe in front of him, he had the urge to hug her. He missed Song Xiaoxian so much, and he couldn't stand that action.

Guan Jie was in agony. He didn't know if accepting Zeng Meiqian meant betraying Song Xiaoxian. He couldn't bear the thought of accepting another woman.

Ultimately, Guan Jie, struggling in the darkness, fell ill.

Zeng Meiqian received the key to Guan Jie's house from Zhuang Buyi. Zhuang Buyi didn't know if Zeng Meiqian had touched her earlobe during the days she took care of Guan Jie, but when Guan Jie reappeared in front of him, he told him that he planned to be with Zeng Meiqian.

Zhuang Buyi knew that Guan Jie was suffering too much, so much so that he needed Song Xiaoxian's habitual gesture to comfort his soul.

Three years have passed, and Guan Jie and Zeng Meiqian are finally getting married. Zhuang Buyi thought that Zeng Meiqian had at least secured a place for herself in Guan Jie's heart, but now Zhuang Buyi knows that Zeng Meiqian hasn't.

Zhuang Buyi sighed. He didn't know whether he felt sad for Zeng Meiqian or helpless for Guan Jie's deep affection, but he knew that in this relationship, none of them—Guan Jie, Song Xiaoxian, or Zeng Meiqian—had truly won.

"What are you planning to do?" Zhuang asked without question.

He knew Guan Jie wasn't the kind of person who could be persuaded, nor was he a weakling who would only whine without reason. Guan Jie was a man of action; he was bound to do something.

Sitting idly by and waiting for death is not his style.

"I want to find her. I want to ask her in person if she is Xiao Xian."

"But even you said she doesn't look like Sister Xiaoxian. Could she be one of Sister Xiaoxian's long-lost sisters?" Zhuang Buyi slapped his thigh as if he had just realized something. "Sister Xiaoxian was abandoned at birth, right? Maybe she has a twin sister outside. The person you see every day might be Sister Xiaoxian's long-lost sister. Yes, that must be it."

Guan Jie stared at the ceiling without reacting. Zhuang Buyi leaned down anxiously, stared into Guan Jie's eyes and asked, "Three years ago, you accepted Zeng Meiqian because she had Xiao Xian's habits. If you find that person today, a woman who is more like Xiao Xian, are you going to...?"

Guan Jie raised his hands and placed them under his head, without looking at Zhuang Buyi.

"Whoever he is, I must find her!"

Zhuang Buyi said "Oh," then stood up and asked, "What do we do, buddy?"

……

Zeng Meiqian sat across from Zhuang Buyi's desk, staring at him, and asked, "Where did Guan Jie go?"

"He just told me he was away on a business trip, and that's all. I'm just a tech CEO, I have no right to interfere in the chairman's affairs." Zhuang Buyi said with a forced smile, his face almost cramping from laughing.

Do you think I believe that?

Zeng Meiqian tilted her head slightly, revealing a mocking expression.

She wouldn't believe it, Zhuang Buyi knew.

In front of Guan Jie, Zeng Meiqian, just like her name suggests, was beautiful and gentle, and from time to time, people would think she was a simple, naive young girl.

But Zhuang Buyi never believed it.

A girl from a privileged background—not in the way most people understand it, but in a way that's unimaginable to most. Such a girl isn't spoiled by money, yet she possesses considerable talent, isn't demanding, and is considerate in her dealings with others. If this isn't her nature, then she harbors some kind of immense ambition.

Most men's ambitions are nothing more than making a fortune, becoming a millionaire, getting a promotion, or marrying a beautiful wife. Women's ambitions are nothing more than marrying a rich man or becoming rich themselves.

This is the goal of most men and women.

But for people who are extremely wealthy, the ambitions of ordinary people are simply insignificant. To them, money is just a number, a number that is easiest to control and earn.

So, what are these people's ambitions? The ambitions of the poor are all the same, but the ambitions of the rich are all different.

This is precisely what Zhuang Buyi fears about Zeng Meiqian.

Zeng Meiqian is the only daughter of the head of the Zeng Group, and her mother is also the only daughter of the head of her family. Thus, within ten years, the power of both families will fall into Zeng Meiqian's hands. Starting five years ago, Zeng Meiqian returned to China and began to take over the family business. In the past five years, Zeng Meiqian has not only avoided criticism but has also earned people's admiration.

This woman, however, devoted 100% of her energy to Guan Jie, pursuing him for two years. Zhuang Buyi believed that if Guan Jie didn't agree, Zeng Meiqian wouldn't give up easily.

Of course, beautiful women never lack suitors, especially the only daughter of the Zeng family. The men who pursued Zeng Meiqian could line up from Beijing to Nanjing, but Zeng Meiqian fell in love with Guan Jie at first sight. Three years of getting along did not make this rich heiress feel bored. Judging from Zeng Meiqian's behavior, she was the one who wanted to get married.

It's important to understand that Guan Jie's marriage to Zeng Meiqian wasn't an arranged marriage; their children would also bear the Guan surname. Zhuang Buyi had no idea how Zeng Meiqian had managed to convince her family.

Although Guan Jie is also the chairman of the company, in reality, the annual turnover of Kuer is less than the monthly income of a single branch of the Zeng Group. If the difference between the two is measured in money, the difference between Guan Jie and Zeng Meiqian's marriage is like the difference in weight between an ant and an elephant—vastly different.

While handsome men are rare, wealthy young ladies are plentiful, practically at their fingertips. Therefore, Zhuang Buyi couldn't find a reason why Zeng Meiqian fell in love with Guan Jie; from a computer data analysis perspective, Guan Jie had no irreplaceable reason.

Love is not about choosing one thing over the other, but rather about choosing between two equally desirable options.

Those who make vows of eternal love don't truly believe they will love each other forever. If anyone actually believes that, they are the biggest fool in the world.

The person who made the promise clearly meant that he wasn't a liar; he simply loved you at this moment—young, beautiful… But when you grow old and lose your beauty, or when he meets someone more attractive, his vows will automatically become invalid.

Because the person making the promise has subconsciously attached an expiration date to their promise, meaning it will expire at any time.

Of course, eternal love does exist, but it is extremely rare.

For example, there is a kind of enduring love that cannot be separated from, where leaving would be a Pyrrhic victory. This kind of love is bound together by some kind of shared interest, and reality is that it lasts forever. Although it's somewhat unfortunate, at least it's steadfast.

Another type is a love that is unforgettable. For example, the relationship between Guan Jie and the deceased Song Xiaoxian.