It was not Wushuang's fault; she had no chance to charge her cellphone since yesterday morning. In fact, it was a miracle it lasted this long.
"Who was it? I heard a man's voice. It better not be another dastardly suitor," Su Ran chimed in. Her head was propped up against Wushuang's ears as she pushed the wheelchair along.
Wushuang smiled bitterly. "A vice president from the office confessed his feelings to me out of the blue yesterday. I already rejected him."
"Wow, a vice president. He sounds like a good catch. What's he like? Tell me!" Su Ran was like a paparazzi who caught wind of some gossip.
Wushuang glanced back at her friend's sparkling, gossip-yearning eyes. It looked really comical and cute. Su Ran loved gossip.
"Nothing much. He's two years younger than us."
"Oh. There's nothing to see here, then. Everyone knows that you like mature men like Tang Mubai—I'm sorry, Shuangshuang! I shouldn't have brought him up," Su Ran abruptly modified her remark when she realized she had misspoken again.
Wushuang knew that her break-up had scared Su Ran. It was not just Su Ran; even Wushuang felt that she was not like herself during that time. Regret welled up in her as she recalled her past. It could be due to the phone call yesterday, or it could be that she saw Tang Mubai again. This person no longer felt like the person from her memories; it could be due to other strangers present at that time. She could not explain it herself, what more explain it to Su Ran. It felt as though the grip on her heart had suddenly been released.
She did not deny her past with Tang Mubai as it was, after all, part of her life. She could not erase her past. Nonetheless, she would only look to the future from this day forth.
"Ranran, did my break-up scare you?"
Relieved that Ranran did not sound depressed, she replied, "How could it not? The way you were then, I thought you'd die the next second. I wondered: which man could mean so much to you? I finally met him last night, but he was nothing to shout about. Not as good as that jerk of mine, at least."
Wushuang smiled and placed her hand on Su Ran's. "Yes. As I said, most women would encounter a few scumbags in their younger days. You met Jun Xiang even before you were born, and that's because you were blessed." She patted the back of Su Ran's hand gently, then continued, "Therefore, you don't have to be so wary about mentioning this person anymore."
Su Ran moved to stand before her. Su Ran's large round eyes stared at her, as though she was boring a hole through her head. After she confirmed that there was no trace of sorrow in her eyes, Su Ran then said, "I believe you're finally over him."
Su Ran then moved back to the rear and pushed the wheelchair. "Let's go, go, go! We'll find you a nice man to fall in love with."
Wushuang chuckled; she was very wary of Su Ran's devil-may-care attitude. She might very well thrust Wushuang into a matchmaking session tomorrow—
"Let fate decide," Su Ran suddenly spoke. "Starting from this moment, you have to go on a date with the third single man that you meet. You've been out of the game for too long and have forgotten the rules of engagement. Consider this your first trial in returning to the game."
In high spirits, Su Ran then wheeled Wushuang into Film and Television City.