Chapter 8.2

The contents found in the group went like this:

“I heard that Yu Haiqiao is dead,”

“???”

“??????”

“That can’t be true. He’s only thirty years old and he had the best grades in junior high. He’s the tall and handsome Yu Haiqiao! I even had a crush on him back then!!”

“Who said this?”

“Is the source reliable?!”

“And I also heard that Shi Ran, who had a close relationship with Yu Haiqiao, recently became a widow!”

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After a period of scrolling through floods of emojis, I received several friend requests from the WeChat group, proving that I did indeed have some good junior high relationships, but friends who haven’t contacted me for a long time asked me in private, “How are you doing?”

I clicked out of the group chat and took a look but I didn’t reply to them for the time being. Instead, I went back to the group chat to read more messages.

The latest piece of news was——

“I’m sorry I’m late, so is Shi Ran’s dead husband the dead Yu Haiqiao?”

When I saw this sentence, I nearly choked on the rice I was eating in a very ugly manner. To prevent rice from squirting out of my nose, I rushed to the bathroom. Originally, I wanted to tell Yu Haiqiao the whole sequence of events, and grieve over his death with great remorse, but then, I recalled that I had put him on my blacklist and since I wasn’t ready to whitelist him, I washed my face and returned to my table.

I ignored the group chat during the meal, and finished my lunch watching a variety show. After that, the me who refused the kind invitation of my colleagues to eat lunch with them, went down to drink milk tea before going into the group chat again.

There were hundreds of messages sent so I scrolled up and soon felt my blood pressure start to rise.

A classmate who worked near Yu Haiqiao’s workplace even sent a photo to severely condemn the person who spread the rumors that Yu Haiqiao was dead. He stated very seriously—”Please, Yu Haiqiao is alive and kicking ok? Who is making such vicious rumors? Why do you have such a wicked heart?”

After he finished writing his condemnations, he started to narrate in a long-winded manner.

“Yu Haiqiao and I both work here in Dahe. My company is in Building B, and his company is in Building A. We’ll occasionally meet each other after work or have lunch at noon. We can only be regarded as nodding acquaintances, because after graduating from junior high school, we never kept in contact. I only know that he’s working in a foreign company, but I didn’t specifically ask what he did.”

“Yesterday afternoon, I was running errands for my department colleagues, buying some things when I saw him sitting at Starbucks downstairs, drinking coffee with someone. That girl looked a bit familiar and I only remembered it later. Those who studied senior high at One High School will definitely remember a beautiful girl in our batch. She was in the same class as Yu Haiqiao and was not only pretty but also had good grades. She also had a good relationship with Yu Haiqiao. After all, they’re both top students. I still remember that I heard someone say the two of them were dating at the time. When I got home yesterday, I even gossiped about how good Yu Haiqiao was with a friend, to be able to date the same person from senior high up until now. It must be true love. The two of them looked really good together, it felt like they were made for each other. The person who spread rumors about him being dead is really such a maggot in a gutter. They probably don’t even have the face to see anyone. How disgusting.”

I silently rolled my eyes when I scrolled through the messages, and put this account on Yu Haiqiao’s head before continuing to scroll down in silence.

The same person who worked in Building B whose name I can’t really recall, then said—

“It’s like this. I just finished reading the messages and specially went downstairs to wander around to see if I could bump into Yu Haiqiao. There’s an employee canteen in Yu Haiqiao’s building and I heard my friend say that the meals there were really good, so they usually wouldn’t go outside to eat. I also rarely saw Yu Haiqiao eat outside but because I saw this rumor floating around, I actually saw Yu Haiqiao eating outside in a Japanese restaurant. At that time, he was together with the school flower. The two of them are too much, showing their love to this degree. To actually meet up for lunch, I have been convinced. To stop you from saying I’m making it up, I’ve even secretly taken a photo.”

“Don’t ask me why I didn’t come forward and ask Yu Haiqiao whether he had offended anyone as of late. I just didn’t want to disturb the two people’s time together. The next time I bump into Yu Haiqiao alone, I’ll just bring up this matter. Thinking that these two people have been together for so long and are still so affectionate, I don’t really want to disturb them. Besides, is he not in this group? I’ll just add him to my contact group and add him into this group later on.”

Then, he sent a highly blurred photo, and though this photo was so blurred that I thought this guy must’ve beat his stick so much, his hand couldn’t even stay still, even if the picture was highly pixelated, I could still distinguish the guy in the japanese restaurant by the color. He was wearing the same flashy jacket he told me he couldn’t find all morning and which I had thrown on him.

That’s right, I was sure that this person was no doubt, Yu Haiqiao the b!tch.

This b!tch went so far as to invite Chen Xie to eat Japanese food for lunch. I suggest that he should only eat shit in the future.

I left the group chat, opened my list of contacts and put the b!tch’s number into my blacklist again.

After putting it on blacklist, I returned to the group chat as the “maggot in the gutter” again, and merely saw a string of messages, including but not limited to people who thought that spreading rumors of other people’s deaths was a dick move as well as being envious of Yu Haiqiao’s ‘more solid than gold’ relationship with Chen Xie.

I suddenly felt thankful to Comrade Yang Xiongwei for not selling me out, but I didn’t rule out the possibility that he did it because he felt pity that I was widowed and must’ve assumed that I had said it in a state of insanity, so he felt that he shouldn’t provoke me.

I continue to read the WeChat group messages.

The latest piece of message was: “I have a good friend who went to the same university as Yu Haiqiao. I asked him whether he could contact Yu Haiqiao. His business card number can’t be added to the group chat, so I asked him for help in contacting him.”

Seeing this, I couldn’t help but lament Yu Haiqiao’s failure of being a human being. After living for 30 years, why was it that not one of his classmates was able to contact him? Was that any different to being dead? I don’t think so.

Dozens of WeChat messages continued popping out below.

Following a system message, the b!tch Yu Haiqiao heard the news and entered the group like a dog who smelled sh*t.

He even introduced himself like a dumbf*ck, “Haha, hello everyone, I’m Yu Haiqiao.”

Everyone told him that someone claimed he was dead, and they didn’t believe it. even asking him if he had offended anyone as of late.

Yu Haiqiao politely explained, “No, but I know who said it, They were just playing around with me.”

They then began condemning this joke for not being funny, and told Yu Haiqiao that he shouldn’t make friends carelessly, hoping that he would choose his friends more wisely in the future.

Every reply Yu Haiqiao sent appeared very calm and respectable.

Some busybody started bringing up gossip as soon as they finished warning him, “We heard that you were still together with your girlfriend from senior high, the school flower. Aren’t you too loyal? I’m so jealous. How long have you been married?”

Yu Haiqiao: “You’ve got it wrong, she’s just a friend, but I am indeed married. I’ve been married for three years.”

The messages below were full of surprise again, “Huh???”

Then Yu Haiqiao said, “But I recently lost her.”

The following messages were again full of “Huh???”

Yu Haiqiao: “I’m a widower.”

Then came another row of “?????”

Yu Haiqiao wrote with a heavy heart, “I loved my wife very much. My wife also loved me very much. I believe she doesn’t want me to be sad even after she passed away. I could sense that she wants me to be happy, so you don’t need to comfort me. Thank you, I’m going back to work.”

He also added two emojis in this paragraph, a crying face after the word “sad”, and a goodbye after the word “work”.

I moved my thumb and left the group chat, turning the screen of my phone off. I then put my phone into my pocket and went back to the office, gritting my teeth all the way while mumbling to myself in fury.

Alright Yu Haiqiao, You’re already dead to me. Completely dead. And your body’s been burned to ashes, with the ashes scattered into the sky.

KMH – TOC for advanced chapters [Complete]