On my birthday, a post popped up on my feed.
[What does it mean to be supported by love?]
Someone replied beneath it.
[I can answer that. My secret admirer became my best friend's boyfriend just to get close to me.]
[When we were students, I was short on money for a handbag. He was the class monitor, so he simply withdrew my best friend's scholarship application and put mine in its place. I got the scholarship, and that silly girl thought her application had been rejected because she wasn't good enough.]
[Later, when my best friend was on the graduate school recommendation list, I said I couldn't accept it, and he reported her too. She had to take the entrance exam twice before she got in.]
Her smug posts about being favored earned her a flood of scathing comments.
As the thread grew more popular, she felt no shame. If anything, she was proud, and ostentatiously showed off a diamond ring.
[There's no point being jealous. Today, on my best friend's birthday, he gave me a diamond ring, while she got my hand-me-down.]
[He'll even put off celebrating her birthday if I say the word.]
My phone suddenly buzzed. My boyfriend, Xu Zhou, sent me a message on WeChat.
[Babe, something urgent came up at work. I'm using a late pass.]
[Your birthday present is on the bedside table. See if you like it.]
I opened the gift box. A plain silver band lay quietly inside.
On a sudden impulse, I opened the scanner and scanned it. The word
