Fell In Love With My Older Sister’s Friend - Chapter 111.1

Xu Luwei agreed, and so they smiled and bid farewell, as if there would be a future.

As if the happiness of those few days had been truly happy.

Xu Luwei hadn’t thought about holding on, but she knew it was unfair to Yi Liang.

Being with her was not making Yi Liang happy.

Despite this, after the summer break, they met one last time in Weicheng. After they were intimate, the proud phoenix lowered her head and tearfully begged Xu Luwei: “Sister, can you stay with me for a while longer?”

“I don’t mind, I don’t mind those things… Can you just accompany me occasionally, okay?” Yi Liang took her hand and pressed it against her own chest, her eyes blurred with tears.

She hadn’t cried when leaving the Yi family home, nor had she cried when left with a few dollars in the biting cold wind, but she wept without any composure when Xu Luwei was leaving.

It seemed all her pride in this life had been entrusted to Xu Luwei. She had never begged anyone, but this time she sincerely pleaded with Xu Luwei not to abandon her.

Why abandon her? She had been so good and so obedient. She didn’t mind Xu Luwei keeping their relationship private, and it didn’t matter if Xu Luwei got married.

As long as she wasn’t abandoned…

From the moment the silver bell was put on her, she wanted to give her life to Xu Luwei.

But Xu Luwei couldn’t bear such a heavy burden and ultimately refused with silence.

Xu Luwei’s eyes also reddened, but she didn’t cry. Her family education forbade it crying was a sign of weakness and incompetence and wouldn’t solve problems.

But Yi Liang would seriously retort: “That’s not true. I don’t think it’s shameful; I’m just very sad, so I cry.”

Everything was shameful crying was shameful, being with her was shameful but was abandoning the person you deeply loved not shameful?

Yi Liang cried through an entire box of tissues, yet still couldn’t keep Xu Luwei.

Xu Luwei held her tightly. They were naked, feeling each other’s warmth and heartbeats. They were so close, yet they felt miles apart, unable to touch again.

Xu Luwei’s heart ached in waves. How could she not want to give Yi Liang another chance? But if they continued like this, the end would surely be the same sooner or later.

A long pain is worse than a short pain.

Yi Liang shook her head while crying, stubbornly saying, “I don’t want a short pain. I’d rather stay with you and be in pain forever.”

Being in pain yet happy was also a form of happiness; she could pretend to be deaf and blind, completely unaware, and she didn’t want to let Xu Luwei go.

But Xu Luwei gently stroked her head, wiping away her tears: “Be good, you deserve better.”

From now on, leave me. You are an all powerful phoenix you will spread your wings in the vast world and live well, not be battered and helpless within the framework I define.

Yi Liang, I sincerely wish you success and fulfillment after leaving me.

I hope the next person you meet can respond to your passion in kind, and not let down your sincere heart.

And I hope you won’t be so foolish anymore. I hope you can become more selfish in love, instead of having only blind courage and giving without expectation.

The entanglement lasted from dawn till dusk. In the end, with all their tears shed, they sat looking at each other in silence, with nothing left to say.

Yi Liang silently got up and dressed. The fresh hickeys left glaring marks on her neck; she was completely open about them.

Her phoenix eyes were red, and tear tracks marked her face. The young girl bowed deeply, forcing a smile with all her might: “Xu Luwei, it was a pleasure to have met you.”

Let it be this way then, let it be goodbye, a final rest note.

She asked hoarsely, “If we could start over… would you still choose to start with me?”

Xu Luwei nodded. The moment Yi Liang looked down to wipe her tears, she could no longer restrain herself and began to sob uncontrollably.

Yi Liang said word by word, “I would too.”

If there was a next time, I would still be as brave as I am now. Xu Luwei is very timid, so I will be even braver and step forward to embrace her first.

It’s alright, let me be sad. I am still young; I am not afraid of sadness.

It’s just that for the people I meet later, I will be much more cautious before giving them my true heart.

Xu Luwei, I wish you happiness, and I will also become better and happier.

Yi Liang left. It took several hours to commute across the eight districts of Weicheng. Xu Luwei never saw her again.

For Yi Liang, it was the impetuousness of eighteen. For Xu Luwei, it was an inexpressible entanglement and indulgence.

Xu Luwei did not grieve for long or perhaps, she had already grieved completely before proposing the breakup.

The adult world did not allow her to dwell on one person for too long.

The name “Yi Liang” became a symbol, or perhaps like a grand dream experienced while drunk lacking substance, shattering if reached for.

That gold bracelet was locked deep in the safe. Later, it was given as a welcoming gift to the child of Xu Luzhi and Lin Qingyue.

So many years passed. Xu Luzhi found the happy ending she wished for, even having a child, while she remained alone, feigning deafness to her parents’ nagging about marriage.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to date; it was as if all her passion had been carried away by that decisive young girl. When she left, her soul felt empty, unable to be filled again.

Xu Luwei saw news sporadically about Yi Liang performing as a principal dancer. The girl who once sold things at a roadside stall was now radiant, and a single graceful smile could captivate all onlookers.

With a slight lift of her phoenix eyes, she was so alive and spirited, striking directly at the heart.

Xu Luwei smiled gently, softly closing the webpage. Yi Liang was excellent; she had always known that.

She was even more excellent when she wasn’t by her side.

Rumor had it that the rising star dance artist Yi Liang had a girlfriend, someone she had been dating for many years, with marriage discussions underway.

In a paparazzi shot captured by the whole city, everyone saw photos of her and that girl. The girl was very docile and gentle, the sweet and lovely type, clinging to Yi Liang, with stars in her eyes when looking at her.

Yi Liang’s hand rested affectionately on the girl’s hair, her gaze utterly tender.

Xu Luwei said nothing. That day, she quietly reflected on the past for a long time. It was unforgettable, yet it seemed long forgotten. No matter how she thought about it, only a vague figure remained, and the sound of a silver bell echoing in her ears.

She was the one who made Yi Liang leave. Her indifference must have made Yi Liang, who loved to play, find things boring.

Even if they had stayed together, they wouldn’t have been happy.

Xu Luwei kept telling herself this.

At the end of the year, heavy snow fell in Weicheng. Xu Luwei was walking with an umbrella, and when she looked up, she saw a large screen across from her company displaying a huge wedding photo.

Yi Liang and her girlfriend were getting married. The wedding was lively, with advertisements displayed all over the city.

It was heard that Yi Liang eventually returned openly to the Yi family. The girl was from another prominent family in Weicheng, who treated her very well and felt deep sympathy for her.

They naturally got together and could announce it to the entire city publicly.

Unlike back then, when dating her required secrecy, even holding hands was feared of being discovered.

Xu Luwei stood quietly by the roadside, looking at the big screen for a long, long time. She reached out her hand, and the snowflakes melted in her palm, vanishing in an instant.

She didn’t feel cold.

She felt like she had awakened from a long dream. In the dream, there was the girl’s laughter, the intense, sincere love that could sting, and a smile mixed with tears.

That’s good. Yi Liang was open and honest, capable of picking things up and putting them down, and she finally met the right person in her life.

Her own solitude wasn’t entirely because of Yi Liang; it was mostly because of herself.

Perhaps playing with feelings invites retribution, which is why she had never met someone who made her heart race and was also suitable.

Xu Luwei stood until her legs felt a little sore. She asked herself over and over in her heart, Do I regret it?

If she had been a little braver back then, would the outcome have been different?

This complicated question gave her a headache. She closed her eyes and slowly let go.

The umbrella fell to the ground, snow fell on her hair, silently, instantly turning it white.

In so many parallel universes, there must be one where they had a happy ending.

That would be enough.

The sound of the silver bell rang in her ears, and before her eyes flashed the image of the fearless young girl. When she reached out to grab it again, it was just a phantom.

Meanwhile, at the wedding, the bride, clad in white, made her entrance gracefully. So beautiful, yet standing on the stage, Yi Liang’s eyes involuntarily drifted to Xu Luwei’s silhouette.

Graceful and slender, she was the only splash of color in the heavy snow.

Later, Yi Liang realized there were more splashes of color in the world.

Dating Xu Luwei was hard, but she was willing.

But in the end, it only made her recognize that they were ultimately not suitable.

She was willing to keep hitting the wall even if it meant bleeding, but once she truly withdrew, she was able to move on to the next relationship with grace.

She was braver than Xu Luwei because, having loved without reservation, she didn’t need to have regrets.

In full view of everyone, Yi Liang lifted the bride’s veil and, amidst a cheer, leaned down to kiss her.

Xu Luwei, it was a pleasure to have met you.

I promised I would be happier, and I achieved it.

I hope you do too.