91. Heading NorthNight.
Today’s date deeply moved Zhou Bin.
She had always thought Wen Han was vain, but today she had been saving money for herself, truly a good woman!
The car played Jay Chou’s “Chopin in November.”
As “Drift” was about to finish, the car finally came to a slow stop.
“Are you sure you don’t need me to drive you home?” Zhou Bin smiled gently.
Wen Han shook her head, “No, it’s fine.”
She swiftly got out of the car and glanced around, still not seeing Su Zeheng.
Is it just my illusion?
In this moment of distraction, Zhou Bin also stepped out of the car.
Under the glow of the streetlights, the two looked up at each other, one on the left and one on the right.
“Wen Han, I will always love you!!!”
“……Mm!” Wen Han shyly lowered her head, “Zhou Ge, bye~!”
“Bye!”
Filled with joy, Zhou Bin elegantly got back into the car.
Meanwhile, the song “Drift” ended, and the final song of “Chopin in November” began to play.
“It’s time to go home.”
It seemed that she had overthought things today.
Wen Han shook her head and turned away.
But in a flash, she saw a familiar figure staring blankly at the end of the alley.
At the same time, inside Zhou Bin’s car, the passionate intro of the final song “Heading North” suddenly rang out, carried by the wind.
My heading north, leaving the season with you~The song faded away as Zhou Bin drove off.
Across the street, Zhao Meng Sheng looked at Wen Han in despair, laughing maniacally under the streetlight.
“……Is this what you call work?!!!!!!! …Liar! Liar!!!!!!!!!!”
After a brief moment of staring at each other, he suddenly turned and ran away.
“Meng Sheng! Meng Sheng!”
How could he be here?!
Wen Han’s expression changed, and she quickly stepped forward.
But after just a few steps, she suddenly stopped, thinking of something, and shouted, “Su Zeheng!”
She looked around, but there was no one else around.
“Su Zeheng, come out! I know you’re here!”
“Meow~” A black cat called from the rooftop and jumped into the darkness.
At that moment, a figure emerged slowly from the shadows.
“So it really is you?” Wen Han crossed her arms, “You brought Zhao Meng Sheng here?”
“Yes.” Su Zeheng did not deny it.
“You…” Wen Han was taken aback, “How did you know Zhao Meng Sheng was also a target of the Recycling Station?”
“I wasn’t sure at first, but when you and Lin Wu Ju left no room for doubt in your focus on Zhou Bin, I confirmed it.”
Wen Han sneered, nodding continuously, “So you really used me yesterday!”
“I didn’t.” Su Zeheng shook his head, “I genuinely wanted to give you a gift.”
“Ha!”
In the dim alley, Wen Han stepped forward, suddenly blocking Su Zeheng’s throat.
“Uncle, so you’re this sinister!”
“……I’m just doing what I should do, just like you.” Su Zeheng sighed, “Wen Han, everyone makes mistakes, but they shouldn’t have the same outcome and punishment.”
“Go to hell! Get lost!”
“Don’t use foul language.”
“What are you gonna do about it? Damn you, go to hell, you…!”
“……If it makes you happy.”
“Get lost, the farther the better!”
Wen Han abruptly pushed Su Zeheng away.
He hesitated for a moment and turned to leave.
Once Su Zeheng disappeared, the anger on Wen Han’s face suddenly vanished, replaced by indifference and calmness.
Her anger had been a performance for him to see.
“I didn’t expect this guy to figure out that Zhao Meng Sheng was also one of my targets.”
Anger was of no use, so Wen Han had never lost her temper from the beginning.
She was calculating how to smooth over the situation and make Zhao Meng Sheng change his mind.
“……Damn it! Now I have to be busier!”
After contemplating for a long time, Wen Han suddenly had an idea and looked up.
In the next instant, she vanished into smoke from where she stood, leaving her real self already gone.
……
I head north, leaving the season with you~You said you were so tired, unable to love again~
The melody from earlier seemed to linger in the air.
The frantic Zhao Meng Sheng finally stopped, gasping for breath, collapsing to the ground.
“She lied to me… she actually lied to me?!!!”
The regret and unwillingness swept over him again, mixed with a sense of betrayal.
The sweet days over the past few days had made Zhao Meng Sheng take their relationship for granted, viewing Wen Han as his woman, but that scene he had just witnessed…
He uncontrollably closed his eyes, not even understanding why this pain consumed him or why he liked Wen Han so much.
Tears streamed down uncontrollably as Zhao Meng Sheng clenched his fists, his heart aching.
Ding ding ding…
After a while, the phone ringing startled him, making him sit up straight.
The name on the screen was one he couldn’t be more familiar with.
Though tempted to hang up, after a long silence, Zhao Meng Sheng chose to answer.
“……” He remained silent, intending to question her in a few seconds.
But a strange female voice suddenly came from the other end: “Are you Zhao Meng Sheng?”
“Uh?” Zhao Meng Sheng was taken aback, “You… who are you?”
“I’m Wen Han’s best friend.” On the other side of the world, with Lin Wu Ju’s help, Wen Han disguised her voice with anger, “What do you mean?!”
“……?” Zhao Meng Sheng was puzzled.
“Wen Han was in a bad mood earlier, did you know? Although she used to work in a bar, she has never drunk this much! Now she’s completely drunk, like a pool of mud!!!”
“I…” The sudden accusations and shock left Zhao Meng Sheng dumbfounded, “What… is she like now?”
“Are you doubting her?”
“I…”
“Do you even know what she’s like in private? It seems you still don’t understand her… she always talks about you, says how great you are… haha, it seems she misjudged you.”
“……Wait! Don’t hang up!”
Suddenly standing up, Zhao Meng Sheng’s eyes widened.
“Where is she now? I’m going to find her!”
“Y-you don’t come!” The voice abruptly switched back to Wen Han’s true tone, drunkenly pouting, “Y-you… don’t come! I… hate you… I… boohoo…”
When a woman cries, a man loses his composure.
Zhao Meng Sheng immediately panicked: “Wen Han, I…”
“Don’t say anymore!” “Best friend” interjected, “Zhao Meng Sheng, if you really like Wen Han, can’t you trust her just this little bit? Haha, turns out men’s sweet nothings are indeed all lies! Fool!”
“I…”
Beep… beep… beep…
This sudden turn left Zhao Meng Sheng confused, yet he felt a sudden wave of regret.
Could it be… I was the one in the wrong?
Could it be… I truly misunderstood?
Where is Wen Han? Wen…
“No! I must go find her!”
He suddenly snapped out of it and rushed out of the alley like a madman.
