Chapter 13 Stop Pretending

Speaking ill of others behind their back is truly not a good behavior.

Song Yan now deeply realized this point and suffered from it greatly.

Fearful that the person might unexpectedly blurt out, "Heard I died?"

Song Yan had a brainwave and quickly said, "His death was so tragic, so tragic. He got hit by a car, and on the way to the hospital, he even got stuck in traffic. Once he reached the hospital, no one attended to him, and he missed the golden window for rescue. I even attended his funeral. Such a pity, he was so young and met with an untimely death. We only dated for a few days, but there were still some feelings there, so I gave a double portion for the condolence money! That's all I could do for him in the end."

She even purposely raised her voice a bit, as if worried that someone might not hear her.

"..."

Li Rao and Lu Zhanying both looked at her with strange expressions.

What kind of nonsense is this kid talking?

Is she drunk without even having had a drink?

Song Yan continued rambling, "I'll never forget him, he was my favorite among all my boyfriends."

"...So what's his name?" Lu Zhanying asked.

Song Yan: "..."

This guy can't even play along with her act, and he's trying to dismantle her performance?

With a look of utter heartbreak, Song Yan sighed deeply and said with a heavy tone, "I'm already heartbroken, please don't bring it up again, poking at my wound."

Li Rao couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Enough, stop acting, he's already gone."

Song Yan: "..."

Figures.

The spot where that figure had stood was now empty, the person long gone.

"Chenxiao, you sure live up to your name! I'm saying, since you guys have already broken up, what are you so scared of?" Li Rao teased.

"So you did that to let him know that the dead boyfriend you were talking about wasn't him, but some other guy?" Li Rao's lips twitched hard, "...You really are a sly one."

This full-of-holes acting...

I really don't know whether to say she has an incredibly strong will to live or she's incredibly adept at courting death.

"You really broke up?" Lu Zhanying expressed surprise.

Song Yan nodded.

Lu Zhanying said, "I saw him at the bar the other day."

"The other day?"

"On the 21st, around 12am." Lu Zhanying always had an eidetic memory, and although she hadn't formally met Gu Chenxiao before, one glance at a photo was enough for her.

That recent sighting had confirmed to her that the man she saw was Gu Chenxiao.

Song Yan pursed her lips.

Wasn't that the night they broke up?

So, he was happy, too? Celebrating with drinks right after breaking up with her?

That's fine.

Really great.

...

The night deepened.

Only when she got to her car did Song Yan see someone leaning against it, back turned to her, unrecognizable.

But that silhouette was all too familiar to her.

Upon hearing the abrupt stop of the hurrying high heels, the man leaning on the car slowly turned around.

Song Yan saw a face of stunning beauty.

Gu Chenxiao's gaze fell on her face, and as he parted his lips, his pleasant, magnetic voice rang out, "Hit and run?"

Song Yan couldn't help but think of the first time she heard his voice. The first thought that popped into her head was — I wonder what it would feel like to hear him moan with that voice in bed...

"..."

What was she thinking?

Song Yan frantically banished these messy thoughts from her mind.

What had he just said?

Hit and run?

He couldn't possibly have come after her here for this reason, could he?