Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

"Lingge, it's me—"

Li Meimei's voice was unusually tired and hoarse, indicating that she had been crying for a long time last night.

After that bizarre dinner, Song Lingge realized that she and Li Meimei could never be friends again, so she deleted her phone number.

She was surprised when the phone rang, as she could still remember the number.

"What do you want from me?" Song Lingge asked.

Fang Guanghua brought this upon himself and has been caught in the net of justice.

When Li Meimei came to her, Song Lingge couldn't figure out why she was looking for her.

A sobbing sound came from the other end of the phone. After a long while, Li Meimei finally spoke: "I want to see you."

After hanging up the phone, Song Lingge stood outside for a long time.

She didn't come to her senses until Qiao Nansheng came out and draped his clothes over her shoulders.

"Whose call was it?" Qiao Nansheng asked.

When he handed Song Lingge her phone, he noticed that her expression was off.

"Li Meimei".

"What does she want from you? Does she want to plead for Fang Guanghua?"

Song Lingge shook her head: "She didn't say, she just said she wanted to meet me."

"You agreed?"

“Hmm!” Song Lingge smiled at him. “Li Meimei was my best friend before. I don’t know how to tell you about what happened between us, but since she asked me to go, I still want to go.”

"Go after your hand is healed." Qiao Nansheng didn't object, but he made his own request.

Song Lingge smiled helplessly: "Okay, I'll listen to you. But with Li Meimei's small frame, even if I give her a handicap, she still can't beat me!"

Qiao Nansheng gently pinched her nose: "I originally wanted to go with you, but then I thought you probably wouldn't want to. I won't stop you, but you can go when your injury is almost healed. That's my only request."

Song Lingge nodded: "As you wish."

"You invited us to dinner, but the two of you were all lovey-dovey outside. Isn't that a bit much?" Jing Chu shouted at the door of the private room.

“You can be all lovey-dovey too, no one’s stopping you,” Song Lingge retorted as she pulled Qiao Nansheng back.

This dinner was still talked about with great relish by several people long afterward.

The public revelation of Zhang Xiuxiu and Chen Bingfeng's relationship, the comical antics of Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng, and Jing Chu and Yu Shaofen being at the bottom of the food chain are all their most cherished memories.

Memories worth treasuring forever for the rest of my life.

~~~

Since it was just a scratch, Song Lingge's hand recovered quickly.

Li Meimei called her several times.

Song Lingge finally agreed to arrive as promised.

The reason it took so long was not because Song Lingge was deliberately being difficult, but because Qiao Nansheng kept refusing to agree because her hand injury had not healed.

In addition, Song Lingge herself did not want to meet Li Meimei. She really couldn't understand why there was any need to meet now, so she went along with Qiao Nansheng's wishes.

"Are you deliberately avoiding me?" Li Meimei asked directly, getting straight to the point.

Song Lingge shook her left hand: "I'm really injured. Look, it's still not fully healed."

A minor hand injury won't prevent us from meeting, but arguing about it now is pointless.

Li Meimei lowered her head, lost in thought, and remained silent, sitting quietly.

Taking this opportunity, Song Lingge carefully examined Li Meimei.

After not seeing her for several days, Li Meimei looked much more haggard. They were the same age, but now Li Meimei had gray hairs at her temples, showing how worried she had been lately.

Song Lingge felt a pang of pity: "Haven't you seen through that person yet? He's not worth all that effort from you."

Li Meimei raised her head and looked directly at Song Lingge: "This is all your fault. Why did you do this to him?"

"You think I'm the one who's hurting him?" Song Lingge was very puzzled as to why this woman was still so stubborn.

"Isn't that right? You've been using me all along. You never intended to make up with me. I even thought we could go back to how things were before. I considered you a good friend, but you were just using me to get back to him." As Li Meimei spoke, tears streamed down her face.

Song Lingge sighed and said that she had indeed taken advantage of him.

“When we met at school that time, I genuinely wanted to get back together with you. But when Fang Guanghua followed you to meet me, I knew that we could never go back to the way things were.”

"Since you already knew, why didn't you just say so? Why did you keep taking advantage of me?" Li Meimei cried out.

"Didn't you also take advantage of me? You knew perfectly well that I didn't want to see Fang Guanghua, yet you still insisted on having me have dinner with him. Wasn't that taking advantage of me?"

Compared to Li Meimei, Song Lingge appeared much calmer.

“As long as Fang Guanghua exists, you will always choose him over me without even considering it. Although a good friend and a husband can coexist, Fang Guanghua and I cannot. You know this clearly yourself, but you still choose to sacrifice me every time.”

At this point, Song Lingge lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously fidgeting. In truth, she was also very upset to have said that she was ending the friendship.

"Meimei, you pushed me away with your own hands. You abandoned our friendship time and time again. Why do you think I would stand still forever?"

Li Meimei wiped away her tears and said unwillingly, "But you are my only friend."

"Just because of what you said, should I be deceived, used, and hurt by you?" If anyone felt resentful, Song Lingge felt even more resentful.

She never held Li Meimei accountable for her betrayal and even continued to help her, but she never received a good outcome.

Li Meimei is just like her in her past life. She feels sorry for her, just like she feels sorry for herself in her past life. She wants to redeem her, but she seems to be under the spell cast by Fang Guanghua.

Obsessive.

"Waaaaah..." Li Meimei buried her face in her arms on the table and started crying.

Song Lingge thought back to a long time ago, perhaps in a past life. She and Li Meimei had originally agreed to be each other's bridesmaids at their weddings.

After graduation, Song Lingge married Fang Guanghua, but Li Meimei was far away and didn't attend the wedding, let alone be a bridesmaid.

However, on her wedding day, Song Lingge received a gift.

They were handmade by Li Meimei: a bride in a white veil and a bridesmaid in a pink veil.

Even though Li Meimei didn't attend her wedding, Song Lingge still felt as if Li Meimei had been there.

She remembered this friendship for two lifetimes.

But she seemed to have forgotten.

Sometimes friendship can be more heartbreaking than love.

Perhaps many years later, Song Lingge and Li Meimei will be able to reconcile and make peace.

But that's definitely not now.

Having said all she needed to say, Song Lingge placed the money under her drink and prepared to leave.

Hearing the noise, Li Meimei looked up and said, "Fang Guanghua wants to see you."