My twin sister and I were both "canaries" for Julian Gu for five years. She handled the bedroom, I handled the cash. A clear division of labor. After graduating college, my sister, unable to take her hands off a male model's eight-pack abs at a bar, suddenly asked: "Sis, who's going to the wedding? You or me?" I casually picked up the dice nearby: "High roll wins. Loser goes!" Before we could determine the winner, Julian's voice rang out behind us: "Bro, how's my canary?" "Just so-so." Looking at two identical faces, my sister and I were stunned. In unison, we asked: "Wait, which one is your sugar daddy???" 1 We both squinted suspiciously at the VIP booth, whispering: "The one on the right?" "The one on the left?" I asked again, "Didn't you sleep with Julian? You can't tell them apart?" "I don't look at his face when we sleep. Unless he takes his pants off." My sister rubbed her chin, frowning. "Besides, they look exactly the same!" It was indeed a difficult puzzle. Before we could figure it out, we saw Julian smirk, his tone playful: "Bro, who's going to the wedding? You or me?" His twin brother paused imperceptibly, then slowly picked up the dice on the table: "High roll wins. Winner goes!" "Deal." Julian raised an eyebrow, also picking up a dice cup and shaking it. The booth erupted in jeers: "Second Young Master Gu, you better try hard. Roll a one and you'll be the groom!" "Why don't you both go? Real-life The Prince and the Pauper." "Imagine Chloe's face at the wedding if she knew she's been passed between you two for the last two years..." The woman sitting in Julian's lap covered her mouth and giggled, "That Chloe is so lucky. Having both Gu brothers fight over her, I'm almost envious." This mocking remark instantly made everyone laugh. Julian took a sip of his drink, lifted her chin with a finger, and fed her the wine from his mouth, chuckling: "Why, want both of us to service you too?" The woman melted into a puddle in his arms, coquettishly saying: "No way, I only like Second Young Master Gu." My sister and I exchanged a look. We both saw disgust in each other's eyes. And a flash of loneliness in hers. 2 "Bro, you lost." The dice cup opened. Julian rolled a six. He wasn't mad. He looked at the woman in his arms and smiled: "The little girl wants to see the aurora borealis. I'll take her." "The wedding is in five days. You'll have to work hard for a bit longer. I'll definitely be back before the ceremony." Adrian Gu nodded indifferently. A while later, a few guys clamored about going racing. Julian instinctively joked: "Losers better give me a big red envelope on the wedding day. Chloe loves counting money." No one sensed anything wrong. They all laughed and agreed: "Don't worry, we're ready." "Reliable. Let's go. Bro, you coming?" Julian asked suddenly. Saying that, the group got up to leave. Only Adrian sat there dazing. Hearing Julian, he shook his head belatedly: "I'll pass. Gotta go back and act." Act what? Everyone knew. After Adrian left too, my sister and I poked our heads out, both sighing in relief. Looking at the dice cup on the table, we were debating who would go to the wedding. Now it seemed unnecessary. After comparing notes, we quickly distinguished who was who. The chatty playboy was the younger brother, Julian. The gentle, shy one was the older brother, Adrian. "Economy's bad. This side gig is probably over," my sister said. I pondered for a moment and proposed: "Runaway bride?" My sister nodded: "You run, I run." 3 That night, we split up. She went for a health checkup; I went back to pack our loot. On the way back, I contacted a classmate back home to rent a detached villa and booked train tickets for five days later. The same day as the wedding. When I got home, I bumped right into Adrian. He had just showered, a towel around his waist, hair dripping, sitting on the bed playing with a small box. Seeing me, he curled his finger. I walked over. The next second, he pulled me into a tight embrace, resting his head on my chest. A cold ring slid onto my left ring finger. He then took my right hand, kissed the ring finger, and smiled: "Babe, we're getting married in five days." "I'll put the world's most beautiful pink diamond right here, okay?" I suppressed the heaviness in my heart, nodded randomly, and didn't speak. He reached out, wanting to hug me. The phone on the nightstand suddenly rang. Seeing the name, his expression changed slightly. After answering and saying "okay," he hung up. I asked: "Going out?" He stood up, kissed my forehead, voice gentle: "Something came up at the company. I need to handle it. You be good, sleep first, don't wait for me." Then he went back into the bathroom to dry his hair. The phone rang twice more. I picked it up and entered the password. For the act, both brothers used my birthday as their password. But they knew I wouldn't snoop. This was the first time, and would be the last. Two messages from someone named "Little Wan": "Brother Adrian, heard you're marrying Chloe. How could I miss such a good show?" "I'm back. Come pick me up. Waiting for you~" Little Wan... I muttered the name. A name popped into my head. Sierra Wan. The Princess of Beijing. Julian's childhood sweetheart, pampered by him since youth, obeyed in everything. Went abroad after high school. So that's it. Adrian came out fully dressed. Seeing me in bed, he pressed down on me: "Babe, I'm leaving." I forced a smile: "Mmh." "Did you forget something?" He stared at my lips, smiling. I lifted my head, a peck like a dragonfly skimming water. Satisfied, he kissed me again and again, reluctantly, before pushing himself up: "Sleep well. I'll be back when I'm done." The roar of a car engine faded downstairs. I wiped my mouth, like wiping off dirt. Then I rolled out of bed. Sleep? Hell no. I haven't packed the bags and jewelry in the closet yet. Opportunity knocks but once. Have to say, Julian and Adrian were generous. Limited edition bags, jade, diamond necklaces. Looking at the imperial green jade egg, I drooled. Take it. Take it all. 4 While packing, I found the red marriage contract again. Opened it. The handwriting inside was crooked. I spread it on the floor, expressionless, and crossed out my name with a pen. I needed to remind myself. Relationships are like this. Once cracked, no matter how you fix it, it can never return to the start. Packed up, I put the contract back in the safe. That's where Adrian kept his most precious things. Suddenly, a box caught my eye. Possessed, I took it out. Letters. No address. Just four words on the envelope: For Sierra, Personally. "Sierra, is New York treating you well? Are you well?" "Heard you cried over your thesis. My Sierra, don't cry. Your beautiful eyes should only shed happy tears." "The pink diamond you like, I found it for you." "You said you wanted a wedding dress full of stars. I designed it." "When you wear that dress, I should be the first to hold your hand." "Sierra, I miss you. I lied, I didn't want to force you back." Reading these, I suddenly felt that marriage contract was the ultimate irony. Just as I was putting the letters back. My sister sent three screenshots. In the photo, a girl holding roses. A man kneeling on one knee with a ring box. I stared at that kneeling back for a long time. When Adrian left. He was wearing that suit. Two more photos of diamond rings. Breathtakingly beautiful. Caption: "Sisters, pink or white diamond? I think white is ugly." "No accidents, no new guys. Childhood sweetheart proposed with a pink diamond! Congratulate me!" Looking at the ring on my finger, I laughed until tears almost fell. Took it off, placed it on the marriage contract. I searched for that Weibo post, looked at it for a while, liked it, and commented: [Congrats.] Adrian's message came right then: [Babe, too much work. Not coming back tonight. Love you.] The man who just proposed to someone else was now calling me babe and saying he loved me as if nothing happened. I suddenly wanted to ask him. Adrian, aren't you tired of acting so deep? But I held back, deleted the text, and replied simply: [Okay.]
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