Chapter 25 – Tearing the Letter

However, she didn’t expect that her actions, which she thought were good for Wei Rou, would be seen as charity and hypocrisy in Wei Rou’s eyes.

Xu Fanghua felt ridiculous about her previous self.

Originally, she had always considered Wei Rou as a good friend, a close sister. However, Wei Rou saw her differently.

She felt like she was bestowing charity upon Wei Rou, and even thought that the good things she did should belong to her.

Moreover, from Wei Rou’s words, it seemed that she was familiar with Yang Zhiwen and knew some details about him.

But Wei Rou still encouraged her to marry Yang Zhiwen!

Was Wei Rou trying to harm her?

Realizing this, when Xu Fanghua looked at Wei Rou again, the friendship in her eyes gradually faded away.

And at this moment, Wei Rou suddenly stopped in front, then did something that Xu Fanghua did not expect but was somewhat anticipated.

Seeing Wei Rou, who had stopped, suddenly tearing the letter Xu Fanghua had given her.

Tearing the letter into two was not enough; she continued tearing it.

One tear, two tears, three tears…

One after another, each tear felt like a knife cutting into Xu Fanghua’s heart.

She suddenly remembered the inner thoughts of the little girl she had heard.

In these three years, all the letters she had sent to Song Yi were torn apart by Wei Rou.

Three years, and she didn’t know how many letters she had written. Not a single one reached the hands of the young man she longed for.

Instead, they were all torn apart by Wei Rou.

What Wei Rou tore apart was not just letter after letter; it was also the love of a young girl and the fate of a teenage couple.

If she hadn’t learned about this from the little girl, would she still have been kept in the dark by Wei Rou?

Would she still believe that Song Yi had truly forgotten their promise and fallen for those girls from the cultural troupe, just as Wei Rou had claimed?

Now, the secrets concealed by Wei Rou seemed to be gradually unraveling.

At the moment the letter was torn apart, Xu Fanghua felt her heart being mercilessly torn into pieces, painfully so.

In that instant, she desperately wanted to rush forward and stop Wei Rou. She wanted to confront her face to face.

Ask her why she tore the letters she had written to Song Yi.

Ask her if the words she had once spoken about being the best friend and sister were all lies.

She wanted to ask her…

She wanted to ask her so many things.

But she restrained herself; she knew she couldn’t act impulsively now.

What she saw now had largely confirmed what Xu Jinning had told her.

She remembered a phrase Ningning had said: In these three years, not only did she write letters to Song Yi, but Song Yi also continuously wrote letters to her.

All the letters she wrote were torn by Wei Rou.

But the letters Song Yi wrote to her were taken by Wei Rou, who used her name and kept them.

Xu Fanghua still remembered the specific location where the little girl said Wei Rou hid the letters.

Since that was the case, she couldn’t confront Wei Rou head-on for the time being.

She planned to maintain a superficial relationship with Wei Rou for the time being and then seize the opportunity to go to Wei Rou’s house and retrieve the letters that Song Yi had written to her, which Wei Rou had hidden.

By then, it wouldn’t be too late to confront Wei Rou.

With this plan in mind, Xu Fanghua could only temporarily restrain herself.

Meanwhile, Wei Rou, as if venting her frustration, tore apart the letters Xu Fanghua had written to Song Yi.

“Why don’t you reply to my letters? You only respond to Xu Fanghua’s letters. Why, why!”

Yes, Wei Rou also wrote letters to Song Yi. She knew Song Yi’s current address, thanks to the information on Xu Fanghua’s letters.

Wei Rou also liked Song Yi, even earlier than Xu Fanghua did. However, before she could express her interest and intentions to pursue a relationship with him, she heard Xu Fanghua say that they liked each other and were dating.

Although shortly afterward, Song Yi joined the military as a medic, Wei Rou felt that Xu Fanghua had stolen her Song Yi.

Clearly, she had liked Song Yi first, and he should have been hers. However, Xu Fanghua, as a latecomer, seduced Song Yi and took him away.

Feeling that Xu Fanghua had taken Song Yi from her, Wei Rou naturally didn’t want to see Song Yi with Xu Fanghua or witness their correspondence.

So, using the excuse of being Xu Fanghua’s good friend, and claiming that Xu Fanghua was busy with exams and work, she offered to help Xu Fanghua send the letters.

But none of the letters were actually sent. On the way back home, Wei Rou tore them all into pieces.

As she scattered the shredded letters, watching them fall to the ground and being blown away by the wind, she felt an extreme sense of satisfaction.

However, thinking about the letters that Song Yi had written to Xu Fanghua at home, Wei Rou couldn’t help feeling discontent.

Why? Song Yi hadn’t received any of Xu Fanghua’s letters but Song Yi still persistently written letters to Xu Fanghua for three years?

Did he really like Xu Fanghua so much?

As for her, she had written so many letters to Song Yi, yet not a single reply!

This was the source of Wei Rou’s most indignant frustration.

Was Song Yi judging people based on appearances? Did he think Xu Fanghua was prettier than her, and that’s why he acted this way?

Or was it because Xu Fanghua was a high school student, while she hadn’t even graduated from elementary school?

But that wasn’t her choice; she wanted to study, to be a high school student, to become a teacher, to have an easy job without working in the fields, without roughening her hands, without getting so dirty.

But born into that kind of family, she had no choice.

She couldn’t compare to Xu Fanghua, who had such good parents.

So, Wei Rou was desperately trying to escape from that home, and marrying someone was her best option.

Song Yi was her chosen candidate, not only because she liked him but also because, with Song Yi and the Song family, she could break free from that almost rotten and disgustingly repulsive so-called home where she didn’t want to return even for a moment.

But unfortunately, Xu Fanghua stole Song Yi away.

“Xu Fanghua, I will never let you, a fox spirit, steal Song Yi from me. Song Yi can only belong to me, Wei Rou.”

After scattering the torn letters from her hands, she turned around and walked towards the left, which was the direction of her home.

Watching Wei Rou’s back without a glance back, Xu Fanghua looked ahead, then towards the direction of the county town. She slowly crouched down and started picking up the shredded letters.

She picked them up carefully and attentively, as if she was picking up something more than just a simple letter…

Xu Fanghua picked up the letters piece by piece and then went home.

Originally, she planned to write a new letter to Song Yi, but now there wasn’t enough time. In the afternoon, she still had to go to the commune elementary school for a class, so she could only write it later in the evening.

She would go to the post office tomorrow, inquire about Song Yi’s letters, and see if there were any letters from him.

When Xu Fanghua returned home, Xu Jinning was still there.

As Xu Fanghua entered, Xu Jinning curiously looked at her.

[Did you see Wei Rou tearing the letters? If you saw it, you definitely wouldn’t believe Wei Rou so easily. She’s a hypocrite.]

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