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Chapter 2
Ye Mengyan looked slightly flustered. She quickly slipped the card into her drawer, avoiding my gaze, her reply somewhat indifferent.
âIt was left here by a friend last time they visited.â
âFriend? You have such a wealthy friend?â
Ye Mengyan obviously didnât want to discuss further.
She didnât answer directly but tried to change the topic.
âXiaoyun, I have something to discuss with the counselor later. I need to leave first, weâll chat on WeChat later.â
Although Ye Mengyan didnât discuss the credit card issue further,
in her room, I had already discovered a few expensive items.
An Apple laptop computer.
An Apple phone.
And an additional electronic drawing board, the kind specifically for designers.
This professional gear, when added up, equated to tens of thousands which an impoverished female student couldnât afford.
Regardless of how the credit card ended up in Ye Mengyanâs hands, it suggests that Gu Yuanzhou must have been in contact with her privately.
Before leaving, Ye Mengyan and I exchanged WeChat numbers.
I relied on my memories to find Wenyaâs office.
âHello, is Wenya here?â
âOh, Wenya is on a business trip. Sheâll be back next week. You can call her if you need her.â
A friendly colleague gave me a phone number.
Actually, I had her phone number. But now that Iâm in Xiaoyunâs identity and am using Xiaoyunâs phone, I felt that only a face-to-face conversation would make her believe in reincarnation.
However, since she was away on a trip, I had no choice but to give her a call and try.
âHello, whoâs this?â
Wenyaâs voice sounded husky, and it appeared as if she had cried for a long time. đŁđŻđ˘đ˘đ´đ˘đđđŹđđ˘đŠ.đđŹđ
âWenya, itâs me!â
âWho are you?â
âListen, I know you might think itâs ridiculous, but Iâm Song YunâŚâ
On the other end of the phone, the atmosphere suddenly froze for a few seconds, and then Wenyaâs cursing rang out, followed by the line going dead.
âWho the hell are you! You looking for death with this kind of joke! Nutcase!â
Wenya has a hot temper. She was immersed in the pain of losing her best friend, and someone jumped out claiming to be me.
I understood her anger, so I patiently dialed once more. This time when Wenya picked up, she cursed me out directly and then blocked my number.
It seems Iâll have to wait until sheâs back to talk to her face to face. According to the address in my memory, I returned to Song Xiaoyunâs residence.
It was a rental house in an urban village.
Just as I took out my keys to unlock the door, the landlord blocked the entrance.
âSong Xiaoyun, you havenât paid rent for three months. If you donât pay soon, Iâm going to cut off your water and electricity.â
âJust give me a bit more time, Iâll figure something out.â
âYou say that every time!â
âThis time I mean it. If I donât pay you within half a monthâŚâ
âYouâve got three days. If you donât pay then, Iâm taking the house back!â
The landlord gave his final ultimatum, then walked off grumbling.
I hadnât expected Song Xiaoyunâs life to be this difficult.
Song Xiaoyunâs current job was just a minor position in Yuanzhouâs company. After deducting for insurance, she only received six to seven thousand a month in hand.
However, looking at her bills, she was living very frugally. All the money each month was transferred to a mysterious account.
She hardly had any savings, used an outdated smartphone, and the wardrobe was filled with cheap dressesâŚ
It seemed that I still need to find a way to transfer over my previous assets.
But my bank cards are in my mansion at Golden Bay and are out of my reach. Moreover, thereâs no way I can prove Iâm Song Yun.
After much thought, I finally came up with a solution.
In the middle of the night, when it was quiet, I silently logged into my old account.
My WeChat avatar was the wedding photo that Gu Yuanzhou and I took at the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain in Yunnan.
He was wearing a white suit, looking handsome and graceful.
And I was in a white wedding dressâŚ
At the foot of the snow mountain, he was on horseback, deeply kissing me on the grassland.
I still remember that scene clearly till this day, but there are no more traces of happiness.
Gu Yuanzhou, did you truly want to kill us?
I traced my finger over the screen and silently turn my WeChat avatar into a black void.
Without thinking, I swiped to my WeChat MomentsâŚ
My finger trembled slightly as I opened Gu Yuanzhouâs image, and click into his Moments.
His previous nickname was âEternal Harborâ, but now itâs changed to âLost LoveâŚâ
The avatar was also changed to a black and white picture of me and our two children.
Below were his recent posts.
Three days agoâŚ
My life is permanently frozen on this day!
Two days ago:
I canât believe it, I wonât believe it, Death has separated us forever.
One day ago:
Zhenyi, Xiaoyi, Dad is sorry!
My wife, I miss you. I canât close my eyes all night.
Why didnât you guys take me with you? Why did you leave me alone in hell to take on all these sufferings?
The words werenât too many, but before I finished reading, I was already moved to tears.
I reached up to wipe the tears from the corners of my eyes.
Quietly, I transferred the little remaining money in my WeChat account to Song Xiaoyunâs.
And then, I logged out.
I squatted in the corner, crying silently.
During the day, I can act as if nothing happened, but at night, when no oneâs here, I just let my sadness out.
Having cried enough, I fell asleep without realizing itâŚ
The next morning, as soon as I got to work, Luo Zizhou was pacing back and forth at the office entrance, his hands behind his back.
Seeing me, he hurried over.
âSong Xiaoyun!â
âSecretary Luo. You needed me for something?â
âYes! President Gu wants to see you!â
I was surprised. What does Gu Yuanzhou want from me?
Did he discover that I was investigating Wu Jun?
Or did he find out that I had logged into my old WeChat account the previous night?