Chapter 1201: Goodbye, Second Brother (21)
Very quickly, the line was connected and Qiao Yi’s voice answered, “Sis, what’s up?”
She suddenly started to cry again at the sound of his familiar voice.
She could not figure out this tangle of emotions herself, but the moment she opened her mouth to speak, she sobbed, “Xiao Yi.”
The voice on the other end of the line sounded immediately anxious and asked, “Sis, what’s the matter? Did someone give you a hard time? Or have you run out of pocket money? Calm down and tell me. I have money and I can wire funds to you—”
Before he could finish what he was saying, Qiao Lian interrupted.
She quickly said, “No, it’s not that. Qiao Yi, Dad and Mom, their names have been cleared.”
The line was silent for a moment after she said this. The next moment, Qiao Yi’s excited voice said, “Sis, is that true?”
“It’s true.”
“Sis.”
“Yes?”
“Just cry and let it out. I’m here, I hear you.”
Upon hearing his words, Qiao Lian started crying again.
That’s right, let it out.
She had had a hard time for eight years and had worked hard for eight years so that this moment could happen.
When Dad Lu died, she had thought that she could leave it all behind, but it was only when this moment came that she realized that she hadn’t, and couldn’t.
She wasn’t as magnanimous as she thought she could be. She hadn’t been able to stop brooding about it.
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Outside the door, Shen Liangchuan was just about to knock when he heard Qiao Lian’s emotional exchange.
He halted and suddenly felt that the moment really belonged to the two siblings. They should have the space to relish the joy of the moment and he shouldn’t interrupt.
Hence, he stood there outside the door and leaned against the wall.
Suddenly, his own cell phone vibrated.
He furrowed his brow and lowered his head to look at the screen. There was a text message from a non-registered number.
The moment Shen Liangchuan saw the string of digits, he recognized it. It was Lu Nanze’s cell phone number.
Surprised, his gaze first fell on the master bedroom door.
At this point, he could still vaguely hear Qiao Lian’s joyful sobbing.
Then he turned and unlocked his cell phone to read the content of the text message.
It was a simple and short message:
[It was me who sent those express delivery parcels and the takeouts.]
Shen Liangchuan’s pupils shrank as he sneered.
Following this, another message came in:
[I think Soul Fighter pushed you out of the way to save your life at that time, but that wasn’t so that you two lovers can kill each other. He was your friend and he would want you to be happy together.]
Shen Liangchuan was stunned by this message.
After a moment, he sighed deeply.
Indeed.
Soul Fighter had been their best friend.
At the time, Shen Liangchuan had been dispirited for a long time because of Qiao Lian’s sudden withdrawal from the club.
That was the advice that Soul Fighter had given him.
“How many true loves does one meet in a lifetime? How much time do you have in a lifetime to waste? No one knows what tomorrow will bring, so treasure what you have now, that’s the most important.”
Hence, cherishing and treasuring Qiao Lian was what he ought to be doing, not pushing her away.
Sheng Liangchuan was stirred somewhere deep in his heart.
At this point, the third message came in:
[Even though you’ve won, if you ever do anything unworthy of her, I won’t let you off.]
Shen Liangchuan narrowed his eyes at that warning. After a moment, he picked up his cell phone and slowly typed out his reply.
