Deceiving oneself and others

  "Hello? Darling!"

  A sweet and greasy voice emerged inappropriately from the crowded subway elevator.

  Du Kuiwei held her mobile phone and gave a faint smile to the crowd who were staring at her.

  What's wrong with you? Haven't you ever seen a young couple being affectionate on the phone before?

  "How did you have time to call? I was just thinking of you." She continued to educate the public with a voice that could kill people with sweetness, but her smile froze due to the sound coming from the phone.

  This lost expression lasted only for an instant.

  "She smiled again and replied, 'Saturday? Alright, I know, so at that time...'"

  The word "see" had not yet left his mouth when a busy tone sounded from the phone.

  Her mouth finally fell down.

  Refused to give up, he called out "hello" twice more, unable to say whether it was a desperate struggle or a glimmer of hope. Although he knew that no sound would come from the other side again, he still had to go through the motions one more time.

  A low laugh echoed in her ear.

  The boy in front was shrugging his shoulders up and down, at this moment, she suddenly felt it was so piercing. As if the whole world was staring at her ridiculousness.

  Du Kuiwei, you really are... deceiving yourself.

  Xu Xu's voice on the phone kept echoing in her ears like a dream: "Send over the clothes I left at your place on Saturday."

  Indifferent, calm.

  On the seventh day after breaking up. Everyone says that this is a day when the ashes can reignite, but she waited and waited, not waiting for a declaration of reconciliation, only waiting for a notice to destroy evidence.

  Xu Xu, you son of a bitch!

  She really meant it.

  But what flowed out of his body was only the warm tears from his eye sockets.

  No one noticed her. The subway station in Shanghai was notorious for its crowds, and it was even more so during the afternoon rush hour. Men and women, young and old, walked quickly with their heads held high like Donald Duck, their footsteps echoing loudly. She was submerged in the midst of the crowd, and even without the strength to move her legs, she was still being pushed forward.

  At this moment, she couldn't help but think of Xu Xue's face. She wasn't as sad on the day they broke up as she was now, knowing that she had really been dumped. She didn't blame Xu Xue because from the beginning, she knew he was unreliable and still made promises about true love. Bai Qing said she was naive, and it was true - she was indeed hopeless.

  People around her came and went, Du KeWei took a deep breath, telling herself to strive for strength and not lose precious water in her body because of a man. When she was feeling so down, standing here in a daze would only make her more miserable.

  Then make a phone call.

  No matter who it is, as long as they can listen to her ramble on about everything under the sun and completely drown Xu Xue in her ruthless words, that's all that matters.

  She thought so and reached into her bag. However, after groping for a while, she still couldn't find the object in her mind.

  At that moment of astonishment, he suddenly pulled out a strange, clean white No. 7 basketball jersey.

  This isn't hers, absolutely not!

  She took the bag off her shoulder with a disheartened look, held it in her hand and turned it over repeatedly, basically confirming this sad and desperate fact: This wasn't her bag!

  Although they look very similar, both are black backpacks, but her bag's zipper is white, while this one... is black.

  How is that possible? Just before getting off the train, she was still taking out her phone from the bag to answer a call. How could it have been switched? If there's one place where something could have gone wrong between the elevator and getting off the train, it would be at security check. Du Kui suddenly snapped out of his daze, that damned security check must have been when he grabbed the wrong bag from the people around him.

  At that time, she was in a very bad mood, and she was so confused that she didn't even know what she was doing, let alone who was around her. Now, even if she went to look for them, it would be impossible to find them.

  The Tianzi No. is unlucky.