Wen Renlan's messages flooded my WeChat.
She kept sending me messages.
"Lan Luo, you need to clarify things for me!"
"Lan Luo, how dare you say that about me?"
"Lan Luo, she is the substitute; I am the real one!"
...
I sighed and blocked Wen Renlan on WeChat.
I also blocked her phone number.
I completely said goodbye to everything from the past five years.
I knew that Wen Renlan considered me a substitute.
Wen Renlan knew it too.
She once posted our photos on my Moments.
But later, she deleted them.
I asked her why.
She said, "I was afraid my friends would misunderstand."
"And besides, you never publicly shared any photos of me when we were together."
"I think it's quite unfair to you, so I deleted the photo."
Later, she reposted the photo to her social media.
But this time, she set it to be visible only to herself.
She was afraid of losing me.
Or rather, she was afraid that after Zuo Qiucong left her, she would have nothing.
She didn't want to feel so pitiful.
So, she preferred to deceive herself into thinking that I was a substitute.
This way, she could still hold onto a glimmer of hope in her heart.
In truth, Wen Renlan knew better than anyone else.
She and Huai Jing did not look alike at all.
They only resembled each other in spirit.
Wen Renlan knew this deep down.
But she was unwilling to face it.
Or rather, she had been avoiding it all along.
It wasn't until she saw Huai Jing's photo that she had to confront reality.
Yet, she continued to evade it.
She hoped I would speak first.
Hoped I would say everything.
That way, she could continue to play dumb.
Or she could use drunkenness as an excuse to get by.
But I chose not to say anything.
I no longer spoke at all.
I no longer chased after her, begging her to love me like before.
Nor did I chase after her, pleading with her not to leave me like before.
I chose silence.
Wen Renlan broke down.
She couldn't take it anymore.
She couldn't stand my silence.
Even more so, she couldn't stand my indifference.
She was used to me caring about her.
And used to me treating her like a treasure.
Now, I no longer cared about her.
She broke down.
The wedding I organized was the way I had always dreamed it would be.
I gave Huai Jing everything I could give.
What I couldn't give her, I would try my best to provide.
This wedding was not only a responsibility to Huai Jing.
It was also an explanation to myself for the past five years.
However, on the day of the wedding, Tao Yue told me, “Wen Renlan booked a ticket overnight.”
“She is rushing back like crazy right now.”
“It seems she might have regretted it.”
I lowered my eyes and said nothing.
I didn't expect Wen Renlan to regret it.
But I also didn't believe she would give up her feelings for Zuo Qiucong for me.
Still, I felt a bit uneasy.
The wedding went smoothly.
While Huai Jing and I were hosting the guests, Tao Yue suddenly leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Lan Luo, Wen Renlan is here.”
I suddenly froze and instinctively looked up.
I saw Wen Renlan.
She stood not far away, her face pale and haggard.
In her hand, she held a jewelry box, standing there quietly, staring at me without moving.
I tightened my grip on Huai Jing's hand slightly.
Huai Jing glanced at me, holding my hand, and said softly, "Go ahead."
"It's better to finish it early."
I nodded.
I released Huai Jing's hand and walked towards Wen Renlan.
As I approached her, she spoke with a hint of pleading in her voice: "Lan Luo, between us..."
"Let's talk about it later."
"Today is my wedding. I beg you not to cause any trouble."
"Our relationship... has already ended."
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