PSMD – Chapter 17

Perhaps it was because she had been worn out quite a bit last night, but after the meeting, Qiu Yang buried her head and went back to sleep for her afternoon nap.

She slept for three hours and might have continued sleeping if Tao Sixian hadn’t called.

Qiu Yang rubbed her eyes, looking at the incoming call. A wave of annoyance rose in her heart, accompanied by a hint of anger.

She thought for two seconds, quickly answered, and before Tao Sixian could speak, blurted out, “Are you sick?”

Calling again and waking her up.

Tao Sixian was startled. “What’s wrong?”

She chuckled, “Did you eat gunpowder?”

It had been nearly ten days since the breakup, and Qiu Yang heard Tao Sixian’s voice again. Her sleepiness was quickly chased away, her anger also vanished, but the annoyance grew.

She hadn’t been able to move on from the heartbreak so quickly.

The person on the other end of the phone was someone she had genuinely loved for three years.

Tao Sixian seemed to know Qiu Yang was about to hang up and quickly added, “I called to say…”

“Yangyang, since you’re not giving me a chance, then this is the end for us. I won’t message you again in the future.”

Tao Sixian understood Qiu Yang, which was why she had such a strong hold over her before.

Based on her understanding of Qiu Yang, saying this would definitely make Qiu Yang hesitate.

The other party’s silence made Tao Sixian relax.

Qiu Yang was a good girlfriend and a good caretaker. Being together for three years, Tao Sixian saved a lot of trouble because of Qiu Yang.

Just when she thought Qiu Yang would respond as she expected, Qiu Yang couldn’t help but curse, “Lunatic.”

“Get lost.”

After hanging up on Tao Sixian, blocking her number, and deleting her WeChat, Qiu Yang covered her face, trying to calm her annoyance.

She didn’t know what kind of mood she was in.

Her heart was surprisingly calm, unlike the stormy feelings of the past few days.

But even so, her eyes felt a little sore.

What did Tao Sixian take her for?

How could someone think they could continue a relationship with a cheating ex after getting married?

Moreover, Tao Sixian’s words just now pushed all the blame onto her. What did “since you’re not giving me a chance” mean?

Seriously, ask yourself if you’re even worthy, okay?

Qiu Yang had a headache. She closed her eyes and took a while to recover before gradually clearing her head.

She hadn’t eaten breakfast or lunch yet.

Her stomach was protesting.

Qiu Yang ordered takeout and opened WeChat again.

The tour group chat was quiet now, but it had been lively in the morning before everyone went out. The two guides had taken the aunties and uncles to the scenic spots again.

It was already the fourth day.

Qiu Yang suddenly realized this.

Judging from Wu Xiaoqiong and Zhao Mingfen’s posts on Moments, Xicheng was fun for them. They were always smiling in the videos and photos.

Qiu Yang also curved her lips slightly as she watched, but it only lasted a moment before she let it drop.

She felt a sense of emptiness. After blocking Tao Sixian’s phone and WeChat, she would have no further contact with Tao Sixian.

Actually, it should have been done long ago. The reason she hadn’t deleted her before was to see how low Tao Sixian’s moral bottom line was, but now that she had deleted her, she felt a bit off.

Perhaps there was another selfish reason for not deleting her earlier – because she couldn’t completely let go, she kept Tao Sixian around.

Now, this selfish reason had been personally destroyed by Tao Sixian.

It was false to say she wasn’t sad.

How long had it been? She hadn’t even met anyone new.

It would take her a long time to get over this relationship.

The takeout arrived quickly. It was two in the afternoon, and the sun was scorching.

Qiu Yang turned on her computer, logged into PS, edited the landscape photos she had taken over the past few days, and posted them on Weibo.

Her profession wasn’t photography, but it was her hobby. She had a photography Weibo that Tao Sixian didn’t know about, where she sometimes posted photos she took.

She didn’t have many followers, just over ten thousand, but people liked her photos and sometimes commented that they used them as wallpapers and backgrounds.

As for why she hid it from Tao Sixian…

Because Tao Sixian only allowed her to photograph her, not anything else, whether people or scenery. She wanted Qiu Yang to be her exclusive photographer.

Qiu Yang couldn’t fully comply. When Tao Sixian was busy, she would photograph landscapes she liked.

However, she only recently found out that Tao Sixian’s “being busy” was being busy sleeping with and dating her fiancé.

How ironic.

Qiu Yang lowered her eyelids, looked at her computer keyboard, and gently exhaled.

She had been updating this Weibo more frequently recently because Tao Sixian knew about her other account.

Therefore, this was her secret base.

After posting all the photos, she closed her laptop and prepared to wash some fruit from the fridge.

The door was knocked on at this moment.

At this time of day, the only person who could be outside was Shen Ningruo.

Qiu Yang pursed her lips, remembering last night again.

Her legs were still a little sore.

The door opened, and Shen Ningruo’s face came into view.

Qiu Yang’s tone was calm, her expression unreadable. “What is it?”

Shen Ningruo looked at the dark circles under her eyes, which seemed much lighter, and felt a little relieved.

But Shen Ningruo didn’t come just to look at Qiu Yang’s dark circles. She reached out again and tucked a strand of hair behind Qiu Yang’s ear. “We still have a long way to go before the metal bed collapses.”

Qiu Yang: “…”

Qiu Yang: “We still have an even longer way to go before the guesthouse collapses.”

Shen Ningruo’s lips curved slightly, and her eyelashes lowered. “There are quite a few bars nearby. If you’re free now, want to go for a drink?”

She paused, then looked up at Qiu Yang, raising an eyebrow. The slightly dejected look from before disappeared. “You can get revenge for last night however you want.”