After Breaking Up With the Scheming Bad Woman 59p1

Chapter 59: I’m Tired of Everything About You. p1

Tonight was the first performance of “Mist.” The team behind this play had put in a lot of effort. It had taken a long time just to polish the script, and the actors had been rehearsing diligently for nearly three months. It could be said that the sold-out theater tonight was the treatment “Mist” deserved.

The performance hadn’t officially started yet, and there were whispers everywhere. In a closed space, some sounds would inevitably be amplified.

But the sound in Huai Xing’s ear didn’t need to be amplified, because she and Chu Wantang were close enough.

And she could also hear how…

Huai Xing had a hard time finding the right word to describe it for a moment. Should she say that Chu Wantang was the same as always?

As always, she would turn the tables.

Such a thing had happened between them before. For example, it was clearly Chu Wantang who had questioned her if she was a lesbian the morning after they had had sex, making herself look innocent, and then she had even said that she was giving her the cold shoulder, making her doubt herself.

“Chu Wantang,” Huai Xing said, turning her head, her face calm. This was the first time she had called Chu Wantang by her name since their reunion.

She asked, “Are you free after the play tonight?”

Chu Wantang met her gaze and also replied seriously, “I am. Do you want to talk to me about something?”

Huai Xing nodded. “I do.” She then parted her lips and confirmed, “But not in a professional capacity, but as you and me.”

“Okay.”

Just as Chu Wantang said this, the host’s reminder sounded through the speakers and spread throughout the thousand-seat Guangji Theater. “Dear audience, the performance is about to begin. Please turn your phones to silent or off…”

“Please do not use flash photography or video recording during the performance… do not walk around, and do not leave in the middle…”

There was a slight commotion in the crowd. Some audience members who were watching a play for the first time took out their phones and checked them according to the instructions.

Huai Xing’s gaze returned to the stage, leaving only her profile for the person beside her.

Chu Wantang looked at it for a few more moments, curled her lips, and also looked back at the stage.

After the friendly reminder, the performance of “Mist” began.

The indicator lights on the edge of the stage went out one by one, and the theater was plunged into a thick darkness, drowning out the last whisper in the venue. Suddenly, a spotlight pierced the darkness, illuminating the empty stage, and the dark red cloth slowly moved to the sides at this moment.

The first thing that was heard was the sound of high heels on the ground, one after another, striking the hearts of the audience.

Lu Zhenyue came on stage. She was wearing a qipao and had full makeup on. The lines she spoke were clear and articulate.

“Mist” was a suspense play. Lu Zhenyue was the lead actress and also the “eye” of the entire play. Everyone’s eyes were on her.

Except for Chu Wantang.

She turned her head slightly and used her peripheral vision to pay attention to Huai Xing’s movements.

She noticed that when Lu Zhenyue had an outstanding line delivery, Huai Xing would applaud like the other audience members. She noticed that when Lu Zhenyue had a delicate emotional expression, she would show a very moved expression.

Huai Xing now seemed to be completely unaware of her surroundings, her heart and soul on the stage.

Or rather… on Lu Zhenyue.

Just the thought of this made Chu Wantang’s gaze towards Lu Zhenyue turn to ice.

If the description of Huai Xing and Lu Xianyue as “twin trees” still had room for her to refute, then the scene she was seeing with her own eyes now cut off all her sophistry.

She couldn’t get into the plot, nor could she get into the state. She could only be like a puppet, and only when the audience applauded would she symbolically clap her hands.

The plot of “Mist” was compact. In order to maintain the continuity of the plot and the audience’s immersion, there was no intermission. When the moment of revealing the murderer finally came, the applause was even more thunderous, filling the entire venue.

The actors bowed on the stage, and some people in the audience screamed in agreement, and some even shouted Lu Zhenyue’s name.

Huai Xing sat in her chair and exchanged a smile with Lu Zhenyue.

Chu Wantang watched this scene from the side, only feeling that it was extremely piercing.

Lu Xianyue was still a little sister a few years younger in her heart, and her relationship with Huai Xing didn’t seem to be deep. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have called those two assistants when they were watching the sea.

But Lu Zhenyue didn’t seem simple.

The alarm bells in Chu Wantang’s heart were ringing loudly, making her ears hurt.

After the actors’ curtain call, the host’s warm reminder sounded again. “Dear audience, thank you for watching this play. To ensure your and others’ safety, please leave in an orderly manner…”

Huai Xing put away the smile on her face, looked to the right, and asked a little coldly, “Shall we go now, or wait until it’s not so crowded?”

“The latter.”

“Mm.”

The audience from all directions left their seats, and they sat in their chairs.

Huai Xing took out the phone in her bag and scrolled through some of the messages Lu Xianyue had sent her during this period. The content contained a high amount of Wen Shiwei, up to 50%. After starting a topic and saying a few words, she would lead it to Wen Shiwei.

“…” Huai Xing was speechless. Was this a “straight woman”?

But she still replied to them one by one seriously and was not perfunctory.

After replying, Lu Zhenyue’s message also happened to come through, asking her about her viewing experience tonight.

Huai Xing: [Many twists and turns, very exciting.]

Lu Zhenyue: [But I didn’t hear your applause being the loudest, Xiao Xing. I’m afraid you’ll have to treat me to dinner.]

Huai Xing: [No problem.]

Lu Zhenyue: [How are you getting back tonight? Do you want me to take you?]

[No need, Sister Suisui. I have something to take care of.]

[Okay.]

After a brief chat, the people in the venue had almost dispersed.

Huai Xing stood up, didn’t even look to the right, and said two words, “Let’s go.”

Chu Wantang hid her displeasure at Huai Xing’s constant smiling and chatting with people and revealed a faint smile. “Mm.”

Considering Chu Wantang’s current foot injury, Huai Xing’s walking speed was not fast, but she was always in front, not side by side with her.

Between them, there seemed to be a distance that could not be crossed.

Chu Wantang didn’t like this and wanted to catch up, but she couldn’t.

One in front and one behind, like strangers, they left the venue. The evening breeze was blowing, with a hint of restlessness. The night scenery of Jingcheng had not changed much in these years. The leaves of the trees in the distance collided, adding a musical note to the city.

Most of the crowd was heading towards the subway entrance. The car lights on the road passed by one by one, and there were still some audience members around discussing the plot of “Mist” with their friends.

Huai Xing held her bag and went down the stairs.

The lights in the square were bright, and there were promotions for various plays everywhere. “Mist,” as the main event, was hung on the largest screen.

“Do you want to find a quiet place?” Chu Wantang finally walked side by side with Huai Xing. She tried her best to ignore the itchy pain in her foot and asked in a normal tone.

Huai Xing nodded. “Yes.”

She pointed to a place. “The ‘Guangji’ Park is right next to it. Let’s go there.” She then glanced at Chu Wantang. “Can you still walk?”

“It’s nothing,” Chu Wantang said with a gentle expression.

Huai Xing lifted her leg, this time slowing down a little more.

“Have you been coming here often these past few years?” Chu Wantang asked at the side. This place was very far from the financial circle, about twenty kilometers, which meant that it was also very far from the Chu residence.

Not just the distance, but also Lu Zhenyue.

Huai Xing’s answer melted into the evening breeze. “Yes. I used to only like to watch violin concerts, but in the past few years, I’ve found that plays are also very good.”

Chu Wantang pressed her lips together in silence. What did this sentence mean? It was hard for her not to think too much.

After pondering for a few seconds, she still caught the sentence and didn’t let it fall to the ground. “There have also been many concerts in the past two years.”

“I’ve been to two with Xianyue.”

A subtle atmosphere lingered between the two of them, like a thread that was in a mess. Chu Wantang wanted to grab it, but she could only catch the air.

She still didn’t like this strange feeling.

Everything about Huai Xing should be under her control.