Li Qingxi began searching through her WeChat records with Yun Xiaoran. Since she wanted to get back together with him, she had to remember some details from their past to seem more sincere.
That would also make him easier to win over.
That guy was so easily fooled by worthless little gestures. Winning him over would be a piece of cake.
He was also much easier to placate than those pretty young men who demanded money and resources.
June 8: Yun Xiaoran had bought her lunch, along with medicine for her stomach problems.
June 1: Yun Xiaoran had messaged her, telling her, "You must always stay a happy child."
May 5: Yun Xiaoran had checked on her and ordered medicine for her sore throat through a delivery app.
December 31 of last year: Yun Xiaoran had bought her a designer lipstick as a New Year's gift.
December 24 of last year: he had scrimped and saved to buy her an expensive handbag.
The farther she scrolled back, the more obvious it became: Yun Xiaoran had cared more, sent more messages, and loved her more.
As Li Qingxi looked through the chat history, her initial frenzied smugness gradually faded into silence, as quiet as an empty night.
In the end, she simply huddled there alone, silently scrolling through their messages.
Her scrolling finger gradually slowed, finally stopping at a message Yun Xiaoran had sent her on May 20 of last year.
At the time, she had been furious over failing to land the second female lead in the latest hit drama and had been unable to sleep all night.
1:25 a.m.
Yun Xiaoran: "Do you think we'll always be together?"
9:40 a.m.
Her reply: "Stop talking about pointless nonsense."
"All right."
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