Wasn't It Because We Looked Alike?

Bian Jing knew he should close the door at once, but sometimes reason lost to emotion. Voices kept coming from inside.

"It's true, baby. I did all this because I like you too much."

"Forget it, Wen Su. Don't say that. If you really liked me, you wouldn't do this."

"I think our relationship can end here."

After hearing everything Wen Su said, Bian Jing quietly closed the door and stood alone outside the room.

He wanted to leave, but he couldn't afford to do as he pleased. He needed this job.

He was still standing straight outside the door when Tang Yao came out, as if he had no idea what had happened or who had been inside.

Tang Yao froze for a moment when he saw him, then left without a word.

That brief pause gave Bian Jing a clear look at Tang Yao. They did look somewhat alike, but Bian Jing could sense the difference between them.

He would never have Tang Yao's carefree air.

He had thought he would have to face Wen Su that day, but luckily, the boss sent word that he had something else to do and was leaving. Another server would take over here.

Lying on his dorm bed, Bian Jing thought back over the day. The love he had believed in had been a lie all along. He was nothing more than someone else's substitute.

How generous of the young master to play this game with me, Bian Jing thought bitterly.

The next day, when he had a moment free, Bian Jing quietly sent Wen Su a breakup message. He used to hate discussing things like this over text, but now it seemed like a good idea. At least he wouldn't have to face that bastard.

He was angry, but he