A few months ago, one day after watching a movie, Leng Zhiwen couldn't catch a taxi, so she started walking under the streetlights. Unknowingly, she ended up at the spot where the manhole cover had been missing that day. To her surprise, fate once again revealed its magic. Huang He was once again tripped up by the manhole cover, but this time it wasn't his leg, but his car's wheels that were affected.
Leng Zhiwen felt a violent jolt. She seemed to sense a sign from fate, so she started following Huang He. She watched him enter a hotel and then leave, eventually ending up at an internet cafe.
Looking down, Leng Zhiwen suddenly noticed that she was wearing a jade-green ancient costume dress, almost identical to the one she had worn back then.
Such a coincidence happening to her, Leng Zhiwen vaguely sensed something. She followed Huang He into the internet cafe and then into his private room. What happened next was indescribable.
After they finished that night, Huang He slept soundly, while Leng Zhiwen was caught in an internal struggle.
She had two choices: either wait for Huang He to wake up and explain the situation. Based on her understanding of Huang He, he would definitely marry her.
The second choice was to quietly leave, pretending that nothing had happened.
In the end, Leng Zhiwen chose the second option. She even specifically called her second sister, Leng Zhiruo, to come and pick up Huang He.
However, after leaving the internet cafe, Leng Zhiwen regretted it. She understood that she had once again missed a turning point in her life. Yet, the habit of avoiding Huang He that she had developed over time was not something she could easily change.
The rest, as they say, is history. The more Leng Zhiwen loved Huang He and wanted to get closer to him, the more she had to act distant, giving him stern looks. Leng Zhiwen didn't know what was happening to her, but she couldn't control herself.
Until today, when Leng Zhiwen heard the news that Huang He was going to marry Leng Zhiruo, she realized that she had lost for the second time. She, who had come first, had twice lost to someone who came later, making her a complete loser.
However, the consecutive failures also brought about more complex changes in Leng Zhiwen's heart. The mask she had painstakingly maintained began to be torn apart little by little.
In despair and hope, she brought Huang He to this internet cafe again, almost as if she were making a confession.
And the final message in a bottle was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Leng Zhiwen chose to leave this straw to fate. This time, fate seemed to finally decide to favor Leng Zhiwen, causing their message bottles to drift together.
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"Actually, according to the settings in the backend of oo, when multiple players throw message bottles at the same time, the two bottles with the closest IP addresses will collide. This is to bring couples as close as possible and increase the success rate of online relationships, promoting the reputation of 00!" Huang He muttered to himself, seeing Leng Zhiwen lost in her own world. This wasn't exactly fate, because when two people throw message bottles in the same internet cafe at the same time, fate has almost already decided.
"Huang He!" Just as Huang He was getting lost in his own thoughts, Leng Zhiwen suddenly broke the silence and spoke.
"Mm, I'm here!" Huang He nodded.
"I'm a bit tired. Let's go to that private room we were in last time, the one with the bed. Find the owner and book it for me!" Leng Zhiwen said faintly. Huang He felt his heart clench.
The private room with a bed last time – this was a direct hint.
"Okay!" Huang He nodded, then pondered whether he should go in with her, and what would happen if he did.
Huang He quickly found the owner, booked the room under the owner's knowing gaze, and then escorted Leng Zhiwen into the room. Huang He stood at the door, hesitating.
"I won't lock this door. It's up to you whether you want to come in!" Leng Zhiwen gave Huang He a deep look. "I know you're getting married to my sister, and I'm not forcing you. The door is right here, but I'm only staying here for one night."
"Oh!" Huang He nodded. Leng Zhiwen left the door slightly ajar, and Huang He returned to his chair.
"Boss, you're not going in?" A guy playing Legend next to him asked curiously.
"I need to prepare myself!" Huang He replied. The other guy gave a look of understanding and went back to his game, leaving Huang He to wrestle with his dilemma.
He wasn't stupid. Leng Zhiwen was giving him a choice. If he went in, it would mean he acknowledged what happened that night, and from then on, Leng Zhiwen's presence would be a factor in his marriage to Leng Zhiruo, potentially causing endless trouble and unrest.
But if he didn't go in, his marriage to Zhiruo might be completely peaceful. However, it would also mean that he and Leng Zhiruo would have no chance ever again. Crucially, Huang He felt that if he didn't go in tonight, Leng Zhiwen might do something very foolish.
So, whether to go in or not became a huge dilemma that Leng Zhiwen had presented to Huang He, and it seemed like no matter which answer he chose, he would lose.
"What should I do?" Huang He couldn't come up with an answer.
Just as Huang He was deep in thought, his oo message notification popped up. It was Leng Zhimeng's avatar.
"Brother-in-law, you're online so late? This is different from your usual self!" Leng Zhimeng asked curiously, as Huang He almost never logged into oo at night.
"Zhimeng, brother-in-law, let me ask you, if you were faced with two choices, both of which were very bad, what would you do?" Huang He was desperately seeking help, asking Leng Zhimeng directly. How could this person possibly give a reliable answer?
"Whichever is more fun, pick that one!" As expected, Leng Zhimeng's reply was extremely unreliable. "Since both choices are very bad, pick the one that's more fun. At least you'll be happy!"
"That makes sense!" Huang He nodded, then turned off the computer, took a deep breath, pushed open the slightly ajar private room door, entered, and then locked the door behind him.
At this moment, Leng Zhiwen was lying in bed, covered by the blanket. Her entire body was wrapped in the quilt. She stared blankly at Huang He as he entered. A smile finally appeared on her face, and she weakly said, "Come in!"
"Huh? Come in where?"
"Inside the blanket!"
"Oh!" Huang He walked to the bedside, lifted the blanket, and then abruptly closed it again. Because just now, he had seen an astonishing sight – that Leng Zhiwen, under the blanket, was actually…
"Are you coming in or not?" Leng Zhiwen asked, her voice incredibly alluring. Huang He felt as if he could smell Leng Zhiruo on Leng Zhiwen.
"This is so exciting!" After Huang He entered, a little head poked out from a nearby hiding spot.
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After the passion, feeling the fluids on their bodies… I mean sweat, mingling together, Huang He touched her skin, which felt like fine silk, and murmured to himself in a daze, "This plot is moving a bit too fast."
"It's not fast. Three years ago, you were already mine!" Leng Zhiwen said, biting her lip. Now that everything was out in the open, she spoke her mind and no longer hid anything.
Thus, in Leng Zhiwen's own words, the story that had made her hate for a full three years was told by herself.
"So that's how it is!" Huang He realized, finally understanding why Leng Zhiwen had treated him this way. There was a history behind it.
"Huang He, you really didn't recognize me back then, did you? You were tricked by my sister, weren't you!" Leng Zhiwen asked, hugging Huang He tightly.
"No, I actually knew long ago that the girl in the manhole that day was you, not your sister. Because I never recognized anyone wrongly from the beginning to the end!" Huang He said calmly.
"What!" Leng Zhiwen sat bolt upright, looking at Huang He with extreme fear and anger. Suddenly, she disregarded her post-coital state.
"Calm down!" Huang He sighed. "Although what I'm about to say will make you feel even worse, you weren't the first one. Your sister was!"
"That's impossible!" Leng Zhiwen exclaimed.
"That's the truth. That night, didn't I tell you I was coming back from dinner with friends? Actually, that friend was none other than Zhiqing!" Huang He said.
"What did you say…" Leng Zhiwen's body grew cold all over.
"Zhiqing was right; she and I did go through hardship together. It was when I first returned to the country and started working at the factory. Because I was unfamiliar with the operations and equipment, I fell into the feeding port of the pulverizer. I could only hold onto the iron bars above with my hands to prevent myself from falling, but my stamina was limited. Once my strength gave out, I would have turned into a pulp."
"In the end, it was Zhiqing who discovered me first. She forcibly shut down the machine and rescued me. At that time, she didn't know my identity and thought I was just an ordinary worker. Later, I asked the workshop director to give her 10,000 yuan as a reward. She thought it was a reward from the factory, but it was actually my personal payment for saving my life."
"After that, I pretended to be a worker and interacted with her at the factory. One day, the workshop director asked her to accompany him for drinks. When I saw that the situation was not right, I followed them to prevent her from falling into the tiger's den, and then I escorted her home."
"I met you on the way back to the city. The first time I saw you, I thought I had met your elder sister again, so out of curiosity, I followed you. That's how I discovered you being attacked by thugs, and that led to what happened next!"
"Because my relationship with your sister at the time was unclear, I didn't dare to say more and didn't reveal my identity!" Huang He sighed.
"This is impossible! Sister clearly said that you couldn't find her at school and only met her by chance later at the factory!" Leng Zhiwen argued.
"That was just my tactic to pursue your sister. Using the fact that we attended the same school, I said that I had seen her at school and couldn't forget her, so I chased her all the way to the factory. This way, it would better demonstrate my sincerity and love!" Huang He said with a wry smile. "It's too embarrassing to say this. If it weren't for the current situation, and if it weren't to resolve your inner turmoil, I would never have told anyone."
"So Zhimeng, you might have misunderstood your sister. Haven't you asked her directly over the years?"
"I… I… After that day, I never spoke to my sister again!" Leng Zhiwen said, lowering her head, her eyes filled with tears. She suddenly realized that she was like a fool. These past three years, she had been a complete idiot. She had wasted three years hating her sister for no reason.
After her sister died, she still resented her in her heart. She was truly the number one fool.
"Wuwuwuwu!" Leng Zhiwen could no longer suppress her sorrow. She hugged Huang He and sobbed uncontrollably.