On the way to Honglu Street, Qin Qingzhuo rolled down both sides of the car windows to the lowest position.
My phone vibrated, and a friend sent me a message: "I don't see any signs of editing in the photo, it should not be fake."
The evening breeze blew into the car with a damp chill, like cold water pouring over it, calming Qin Qingzhuo's mind.
I went to Honglu Bar to look for Jiang Ji only because I still had a glimmer of hope in my heart. Although I had already judged rationally that the photos were not fake, my emotions were still shouting in a corner of my brain - "What if?"
Now this glimmer of hope has been completely blown away by the cold wind.
Qin Qingzhuo was clearly aware that whether he was willing to accept it or not, Ji Chi's cheating was an established fact.
The photo itself was irrefutable evidence, and Jiang Ji didn't need to lie to himself about this matter. Sending the photo of Ji Chi cheating to himself did not do Jiang Ji any good - if he wanted to get more money, he should find a way to contact Ji Chi.
As for why Jiang Ji sent these photos, Qin Qingzhuo didn't have the energy to guess what he was thinking.
He began to calmly consider how to end this relationship with Ji Chi in a decent manner.
We are all adults. If we are compatible, we can stay together. If not, we can break up. There is no need to make things too awkward.
Of course, he didn't intend to forgive Ji Chi. Cheating touched his bottom line and was a matter of principle.
First of all, he didn't plan to live in the villa any longer, as it contained too many memories of the two of them. If you want to end a relationship, it's best to end it cleanly. He didn't have the interest to be sad about the memories after they broke up.
The next step is moving. He has a vacant property in the city, where he used to live, and he can move in at any time.
There doesn’t seem to be anything else.
Qin Qingzhuo took out the business card of the property consultant from his address book and sent a message saying that he had a villa he wanted to sell and hoped to sign the contract as soon as possible. He also made an appointment with a moving company for the day after tomorrow because he needed at least one day to separate his things from Ji Chi and pack them up.
Section 17
After these things were dealt with, the car drove to Honglu Street.
Qin Qingzhuo got out of the car and walked into the alley.
It was almost dawn and the night was thick.
The lights in Honglu Bar flicker and the music blares, comforting those who cannot sleep.
Qin Qingzhuo pushed the door and walked in. This time he didn't ask the waiter. He went straight through the bar on the first floor and went up the stairs leading to the second floor.
He walked into the second floor. In the huge billiard room, only one light was on at the end. Jiang Ji was not there. Jiang Bei was sitting cross-legged on a billiard table playing with his phone. Hearing footsteps, she turned her head and took a look.
"Where is your brother?" Qin Qingzhuo asked.
"He's not here." Jiang Bei's eyes quickly moved back to his phone.
"When will he be back?"
"have no idea."
"If he comes back, can you tell him for me that I'm waiting for him on the first floor. I have something important to tell you?"
Jiang Bei didn't say anything this time, just nodded perfunctorily.
Qin Qingzhuo walked down the stairs and walked around the bar on the first floor. Today was Friday, so there were a lot of people and not many empty seats left.
He noticed a secluded, lonely spot in the corner and walked over to sit down.