A beautiful summer night

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the rain subsided a bit, and Xia Wanzhi took Zhu Zi with her to the Zhou family to move their luggage.

"Sister, why do you still keep these books?" Zhu Zi knew that Xia Wanzhi was a sentimental person, but she was quite impressed that she had kept every single book from elementary school to college.

Xia Wanzhi smiled and said, "In memory of you."

The Zhou family's servants didn't come to help, presumably at the behest of the villa's owner. Xia Wanzhi didn't mind and climbed the stairs herself to carry the things down.

At this moment, Zhou Yu hurried upstairs and took the books she was carrying: "Zhizhi, why didn't you tell me you were coming back?"

He stood in the middle of the stairs, looking up slightly at Xia Wanzhi, who was standing two steps higher.

Xia Wanzhi lowered her eyelashes slightly: "There's no need for that."

Moreover, it's not a return, it's a coming.

This is not her home.

Zhou Yu remained silent, turned around and took the book down to put it in the trunk of the bamboo cart.

Bamboo's car was very small, only two seats, and couldn't hold much stuff, so Zhou Yu helped to squeeze it in.

“I went to your studio last night, but I couldn’t find you,” Zhou Yu said to her. “Have you found a place to live? Where do you live? I’ll take you there.”

If he hadn't instructed the servants to inform him as soon as Xia Wanzhi returned, he probably would have missed this meeting.

He followed Xia Wanzhi into the house, ignoring Zhu Zi's presence and not caring whether Xia Wanzhi responded or not, and blurted out: "I see that Zhu Zi's car is already full, let her go first, I'll help you carry the rest."

He was telling the truth; the car was indeed full. Upon hearing this, Zhu Zi glanced at Xia Wanzhi.

Xia Wanzhi nodded slightly: "Yunli is already on her way. You go ahead first. I'll help Yunli move the rest."

Having the chance to be alone, Zhou Yu gazed intently at Xia Wanzhi, remained silent for a long while, and then reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Xia Wanzhi stopped what she was doing.

"I could have easily given it to you, why did you have to bother someone else?"

Xia Wanzhi raised her eyes and said calmly, "Yun Li is none other than..."

"So, am I someone else then?" Zhou Yu asked her, his expression dejected. "Don't you care at all about our relationship of over twenty years?"

"If you still have any shred of friendship left, you should take your hand away. Besides, your mother is downstairs watching, and she probably doesn't want you to get entangled with me." Xia Wanzhi's rejection was very clear.

"I just wanted to see you off, what does that have to do with my mother?" Zhou Yu couldn't stand Xia Wanzhi's coldness.

She used to be aloof and often refused him on many things, but every time he showed weakness and coaxed her, she would agree.

But this time, no matter how he tried to win her back, she remained unmoved.

Xia Wanzhi ignored her and squatted down slightly to tidy up the paintings scattered on the ground.

Because of the rain, the weather was a little cool, and Xia Wanzhi was afraid of catching a cold, so she put on a light patchwork jacket.

Perhaps to make it easier to move things, she wasn't wearing a skirt today, but rather a pair of light-colored loose jeans with a denim vest.

Today, Xia Wanzhi has lost some of her aloofness as a rich heiress, and instead has gained more of the sweet and innocent charm of a girl next door.

Beneath her long hair, her dazzlingly white collarbones were faintly visible.

Zhou Yu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he stared intently.

The silence was broken by a phone ring.

"Wanzi, I was in a car accident..." Yunli's voice, choked with sobs, escaped her lips.

The moment Xia Wanzhi heard Yun Li's wailing, she suddenly stood up. Because she had been squatting for a long time, the sudden and violent standing up, coupled with the high tension she felt upon hearing about Yun Li's car accident, caused her to stagger slightly.

Zhou Yu hurriedly stepped forward and supported her shoulders.

Xia Wanzhi pressed her temples and subconsciously took a few steps back, focusing on her conversation with Yun Li: "Where did you bump into? Are you hurt? Don't cry, tell me where you are, I'll come pick you up."

Yun Li whimpered twice and was helped into the passenger seat of another car. After covering her bleeding forehead with a tissue, she regained her composure and said, "It's alright, it's not serious, I just bumped it."

"I'll come pick you up." Xia Wanzhi lifted her foot and stepped over the box in front of her, preparing to go out.

"No need, no need, you continue tidying up." She didn't actually cry at first, trying her best to endure the pain. Actually, it wasn't a big deal, but the moment she heard Xia Wanzhi's voice on the phone, she inexplicably felt a sharp pain, and her voice immediately broke into a sob.

Yunli sniffed, and to reassure Xia Wanzhi, she jokingly said with a smile, "Someone rushed me to the hospital, so don't worry. Also, I arranged for someone to help you with your luggage."

Hearing that someone was with her made Xia Wanzhi feel much more at ease, but upon hearing the second half of the sentence, she couldn't help but wonder, "Who are you shaking?"

"Your second spring." Yunli said, pressing her forehead. The pressure hurt terribly, and she hung up after saying a few words while clutching her head.

Xia Wanzhi couldn't figure it out; her mind was full of Yun Li. After hanging up the phone, she hurriedly packed her things.

There weren't many things under him, just a suitcase and a storage box containing books.

Xia Wanzhi awkwardly prepared to push it out.

"What did she mean?" Zhou Yu, who had been silent until now, suddenly blocked her way. His face was grim, and his voice was low as a rock. "What does 'second spring' mean?"

Xia Wanzhi was in a hurry to leave, so she straightened up and frowned at him: "How should I know? Move aside, I'm in a hurry to get out."

"Are you in such a hurry to see another man?!" Zhou Yu suddenly roared, his voice several times louder than usual. "Who is that man?"

Xia Wanzhi had never seen Zhou Yu like this before, and while she was stunned, she was also a little frightened.

"Do you have to be so unreasonable?" Xia Wanzhi looked at him in disbelief, her disappointment in him spreading endlessly.

Was he too good at disguising himself, or did she simply never understand him?

How could the boy who once led her through an 800-meter run on the playground have become like this?

"I didn't!" Zhou Yu calmed his breathing and explained angrily, "Zhizhi, I didn't mean to raise my voice like that, it's you who have been rejecting me!"

"You can't do this to me! I can't take it!" Zhou Yu's eyes welled up with tears as he choked out, "How can I just watch another man take you away..."

Xia Wanzhi's lips moved, and she gave a bitter smile: "So, am I just supposed to watch you sleep with other women?"

They were childhood sweethearts for twenty-five years.

Because she cherished this relationship, she only wanted to part ways amicably with him; she wanted to let him go, and she hoped he would stop bothering her.

But now Zhou Yu hurts her time and time again, and makes unreasonable demands time and time again.

"That's not how it is, Zhizhi, listen to me..."

"I won't listen." Xia Wanzhi shook off his hand, raising her voice in anger.

She was really angry.

Zhou Yu could sense it.

Her eyes were filled with determination, and her whole being exuded an aura that felt very unfamiliar to him.

"Zhou Yu, that's it. From now on, my affairs are none of your business." Xia Wanzhi regained her composure and continued to drag the suitcase out.

After a long pause, Zhou Yu questioned, "So you really have another man?"

Xia Wanzhi could no longer contain herself: "Yes, are you satisfied now?"

Having said that, Xia Wanzhi placed her hand on the doorknob, ready to turn it open. In that instant, her left arm was violently pulled by a strong force. She staggered and, in a moment of distraction, was dragged and fell onto the bed inside the room.