Chapter 6 — After the Storm, the Sky Is Blue for Thousands of Miles

A few minutes later, she opened the door again - this time wearing a sexy thin silk nightgown, walked to the end of the hallway near the window, holding the phone - seemingly making a call. I recognized that pose – she was masturbating. I immediately understood - the "sneaky" photo she sent me, the back of the "traitorous man", was actually staged by her! It's very possible that she prepared a shirt identical to Chu Du An's in advance, just to set the scene for the photo. A chill ran down my spine. This woman is so scheming and poisonous that it's scary. After calling, she returned to the room. At 4 a.m., the elevator opened. Chu Du An appeared with a tired face, went straight to room 1808 and knocked on the door. Hua An opened the door - now she was wearing normal clothes. The two exchanged a few words, then Chu Du An entered the room. Then there was a long period of nothing happening. At 7:30 a.m., a waiter appeared on the screen pushing a food cart. She rang the bell of room 1808 and Hua An opened the door. The waitress entered the room for less than a minute then came out - still wearing the hotel uniform, absolutely not a "hot girl" at all. Furthermore, from beginning to end, Chu Du An and the waitress did not have any physical contact. It was all so clear. This whole thing, from beginning to end – is just a play directed and acted by Hua An alone. She first used the lie of "urgent customer" to lure Zhu Yu'an to Sanya. Then, use a collage of photos and a tearful performance to trick me into coming here to "catch you in the act". She accurately calculated Zhou Yu'an's weaknesses - his emphasis on career and his feeling of guilt towards her. She also grasped my weaknesses – my emotional purity and inability to tolerate any grain of sand in my eyes. She even calculated the exact moment - making me see with my own eyes the two of them "sharing the same room", seeing with my own eyes the so-called "hot girl" coming out of the room, making me completely believe in Chu Du An's "betrayal". Kill two birds with one stone, use a knife to kill someone. If I can't keep calm today. If I rush in and argue, even fight with Chu Du An. If I hadn't resolutely checked the surveillance cameras... Then the outcome would have been that Chu Du An and I would have completely broken up. But Hua An - will be able to continue to stay by his side in the name of "a friend who does not regret himself for his friends", comfort him, gain sympathy, and finally - replace me. A chilling feeling spread throughout the body. My best friend, has put all his heart and soul into planning for me, to this point...

"Miss On? Are you okay?"

The manager's voice pulled me back to reality. I took a deep breath and nodded at her:

“Thank you. Can I back up these important videos?”

“According to the regulations, it is not possible, but…”

The manager looked at my pale face and finally felt compassion,

“I can help you get back by phone.”

“Thank you.”

The moment I held the video as evidence, all the hesitation and pain in my heart completely disappeared - replaced by a cold rage. I returned to the hotel lobby and sent a text message to Chu Du An:

"Go back to Beijing. Before I take the initiative to contact you, don't let me see your face."

After that, I blocked them all WeChat, phone number, all contacts of Hua An. After finishing, I created a new group - only three people: Me, Chu Du An, Hua An. I sent each video shot from the surveillance screen to the group in turn. No words included. I believe - the video will say it all. Having finished everything, I turned off the phone, leaned on the sofa, and closed my eyes. The storm – has only just begun.

07

I don't know how long I sat in the hotel lobby. When I opened my eyes again, the sky outside the window had begun to darken. I turned on my phone, the WeChat message notification icon was bright red as if it was about to explode. Open the other group of three people to see - the message has reached more than a hundred lines. The first person to react was Chu Du An. A series of surprised expressions, followed by a curse:

“Hua An, damn you are crazy!!!”

Through the screen, I also felt his anger. Right after that was Hua An's message. Read full on Van Ha Tuong Tu page. At first there were a series of crazy question marks, then some questions like "Where did you get that video?". After being scolded by Chu Du An, she remained silent for a long time. Then started going crazy @ me.

"On Chich! What do you mean? Would you rather believe the cold camera footage than believe a living person like me?"

"Because of a man, you treat me like that? What is our twenty years of friendship?"

"Cameras can be faked! You were brainwashed by Chu Du An, right?"

"On Chich, come here! Tell me clearly!"

I coldly looked at her drama, feeling both ridiculous and pitiful. At this point, she's still acting. Chu Du An was also clearly angered by her brazenness.

“Hua An, I warn you, if you dare bother Wen Chich one more word, I will make it impossible for you to live in Beijing!”

"Don't use On Chich as a shield! Aren't you feeling guilty? Do you dare say you don't have feelings for me? Otherwise, why did you come to Sanya?" – Hua An started biting back.

"The feeling of your mother! Seeing you now makes me nauseous!" – Chu Du An completely exploded.

Then there was a fierce argument between the two of them. One is crazy, the other is in constant denial. I was like an outsider, quietly scrolling through each page of messages. The accusations that once hurt me, now looking back - just look like a cheap farce. I don't care about the bloody rain and wind in the group anymore. I checked out, took a taxi to the airport, and changed to the earliest flight back to Beijing. While waiting in the business class lounge, I received a phone call from Chu Du An. I hung up, he called again. Seven or eight calls in a row, I was so upset that I had to pick up the phone.

“Say it.” – I only said one word.

"Chich Chich, where are you? Are you okay?" – His voice was clearly tired and worried.

“It's fine.”

"Sorry, Chic Chich, really sorry. I..."

“There's no need to say sorry, I'm tired of hearing it.” – I interrupted him, "Have you finished watching the video?"

“See it.” – He hesitated for a moment, his voice filled with suppressed anger, "I didn't expect her to be that cruel. I... I was truly blind to believe her."

“That's right, I'm blind.” – I replied calmly.

The other side of the phone was silent for a while. It seemed he was choked by my calmness.

“Chich Chich,” – he asked cautiously, “you… are still there Are you angry with me?

“What do you think?”

“I... I'm about to return to Beijing. I booked the same flight as you, I…”

“No need.” – I interrupted again, “I changed flights. We go separately.”

“Why?” – He panicked, “Chich Chich, you still refuse to forgive me? I know I'm wrong, I'm bad, I'm stupid. You can hit me, scold me, but don't be silent with me..."

“Chu Du An,” – I closed my eyes, feeling tiredness creeping up every nerve, “right now I don't want to see you, nor do I want to talk.

We need to calm down.