林思雨拿起那部智能手机，屏幕上的裂痕像一道狰狞的伤疤， reminders of what could have been. She took a deep breath, her heart still pounding like crazy.

"Hello?" she spoke into the phone, her voice calm and collected, hiding the pain underneath.

On the other end of the line, a woman's voice came through, echoing with false sweetness. "Rain, my dear, it's me, Jiang Yuebai. I've been thinking about you so much. How have you been?"

林思雨's lips curled into a cold smile. She had heard this tune far too many times in her previous life. Jiang Yuebai, her so-called best friend, had been the first to stab her in the back.

"You look so beautiful, Rain," Jiang Yuebai's voice was dripping with sarcasm. "I can't believe you're still single. Maybe I can help you find someone?"

林思雨's hand tightened around the phone. She remembered how Jiang Yuebai had whispered sweet nothings into her ear, only to betray her in the end. "I'm perfectly fine, thanks," she replied, her voice laced with venom.