Encounter two again

  Ge Fei asked with a smile: "Sorry, I don't remember what happened before. May I ask who you are..."

  Huh? What's going on? He doesn't remember things from before, but just now he clearly recognized me at a glance. What's the rhythm here?

  The girl was taken aback at first, her face full of incredulity, then smiled and said: "I'm He Mengyan, in college, we... how could you have forgotten..."

  "Hmm... I remember! You're that... that long-distance running female athlete!" Ge Fei stared at He Mengyan for a moment before suddenly speaking up.

  He Mengyan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise and she looked rather shy: "Why are you still talking like that..."

  "Eh! Ge Fei? Your ex-girlfriend? Ah, you have a lot of ex-girlfriends!" I don't know what was going through my mind at the time, but that's just what came out.

  If... I hadn't said those words, perhaps my sister wouldn't have encountered those misfortunes, and I... also wouldn't have seen those strange things.

  As soon as I said that, He Mengyan's face turned ugly, and he gave me a hostile glance before turning to smile at Ge Fei and ask: "Xu Shiwei, who is she?"

  "Ge Fei, when did you change your name?" I asked, interrupting before he could speak.

  Ge Fei glanced at He Mengyan with a strange look in his eyes, smiled politely at her, then pulled me away and said seriously: "Lin Sijia, come here."

  I don't know why, but out of revenge, I continued to shout loudly: "Hey! Ge Fei, do you use fake names when flirting with girls? Do you think you're Lü Xiao Bu?"

  Ge Fei dragged me all the way until we stopped at a distant place, his face stern: "Lin Si Jia, from now on call me Xu Shi Wei..."

  "Uh..." I was a bit stunned, he pulled me over just to tell me that his name is now Xu Shiwei, not Ge Fei?

  I was still in a daze when Ge Fei took out his mobile phone, touched it with one hand and asked me: "What's your phone number?"

  "What are you asking me this for? What do you want to do?" I took a step back and asked cautiously.

  Ge Fei looked at me speechlessly: "Although we broke up, do we have to be like enemies? Leave a phone number, and it's not bad to be friends in the future? As far as I know, you're in Chengdu... should be considered having no relatives or friends. We can also be considered old friends, leave a mobile phone number, if there's anything, you can call me."

  He took my bag and pulled out my phone, then dialed his number and shamelessly called himself. Facing my furious gaze, he smiled and walked away with a swagger. Heaven knows how much I didn't want to be in touch with him. Thinking about how I was dumped five years ago still hurts a bit.

  That's really outrageous, five years ago on Ge Fei's birthday, I went to his rental house to find him, and coincidentally caught him and a woman in her thirties rolling around in bed. It was winter, I went to the kitchen to fetch a basin of cold water, poured it directly over them, scolding them as a pair of worthless people. Then slammed the door and left, that night Ge Fei called me saying: "Lin Si Jia, let's break up, don't contact each other again."

  Now he says something about being friends... I really don't understand. I stood there for a long time, feeling somewhat annoyed. Alas, what he said is also right, why make it like we're enemies?

  Although I decided to be friends with him, my heart was still silently sad. At night, my dad called again for money, but most of his money went to women outside, so I was reluctant to give it to him, and we had a fight. At that time, I was also in a low period of my career, making me even more heartbroken.

  I was alone in Chengdu for work, and my friends weren't around. That night I cried uncontrollably by myself, then went to a nightclub on Shaocheng Road to drown my sorrows. It wasn't until after midnight that I stumbled back to my cheap apartment, still reeling from the effects of alcohol.

  In the quiet residential area at night, the yellow streetlights were all heavily shadowed. The night wind whizzed by, with a hint of coolness. I stumbled into the elevator, holding onto the wall, and pressed the third floor button.

  As the elevator opened, I saw a man standing outside. He was wearing one of those black Homburg hats and a long, shiny black coat.