There is a kind of attachnt that has already rged into the bones.
For so many years, he has beco her faith.
She studies hard, earns scholarships; works hard to make money, preparing to go abroad to find him.
She rejects all the ambiguous looks from boys.
It’s all just because, in her heart, she’s always hidden such a person.
The heart has already been filled, how can it possibly accommodate anyone else?
And now.
She and he et again, yet under such circumstances.
It feels like a hand, forcibly, wants to tear that person out from her heart.
Little does it know, over the years, that person’s presence has already fused into her blood and flesh.
The mont he’s torn out, the heart will ache, it’s a kind of tearing pain.
Xia Xiaonuan’s body slides down little by little.
Until her entire head is subrged in the pool water.
Her flowing black hair moves in the water.
After a dozen seconds, she slowly surfaces from the water.
Her hair sticks to her face.
In her eyes, there is imnse bewildernt and helplessness...
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In the bar.
Nangong Feihong and Liang Shaochen, along with Nangong Zhongli, Liang Yuzhu, Qi Yue, and others, are chatting lively.
Liang Shaochen hands a small bottle of dicine to Nangong Zhongli.
"This, when you visit Chen tomorrow, give it to him!"
"What is this?"
"Yes, it seems to be a dicine bottle?" Nangong Feihong curiously snatches it, examining the exquisite bottle and asks.
"It’s the dicine Xiaonuan entrusted to help make for Nangong Yaoling using a folk redy. Apparently, she heard about it abroad."
"But why would Xiaonuan ask you for help?" Nangong Zhongli asks curiously.
"She’s afraid this folk redy would be despised by the Prince Nangong, yet she wants to heal his leg as soon as possible, so she dares not tell Nangong Yaoling. Just, this afternoon I ran into Xiaonuan, she was anxious to know if the dicine was ready. I said no, but then I received a call just now, and the dicine has already been delivered."
"Oh." Nangong Zhongli takes the dicine bottle, smiling: "So Xiaonuan cares about my brother so much! And she’s too embarrassed to say it, I think she wants to give my big brother a surprise!"
Liang Shaochen hears this, and chuckles: "Maybe!"
Nangong Feihong’s face turns a bit sour upon hearing this.
"Xiaonuan is just feeling guilty because he got hurt for her!"
"Tsk tsk, there’s even vinegar sold in this bar! Hey, brother, did you spill one of your store’s vinegar bottles?" Nangong Zhongli laughs, teasing the bartender who is performing fancy moves while mixing drinks.
The bartender, a foreigner, just smiles slightly upon hearing this.
But the group sitting there bursts into laughter.
Nangong Feihong jumps up, embarrassed and angry, staring at Nangong Zhongli: "What nonsense are you talking about? I can’t be bothered with you, I’m going dancing!"
"I’ll join you!" Qi Yue laughs.
Liang Yuzhu’s face also turns unsightly but she suddenly has a clever idea, turns to Liang Shaochen and says: "Brother, why don’t I deliver the dicine to Ling instead... Zhongli is so busy..."
Liang Shaochen squints his eyes, and pats Liang Yuzhu’s head: "Forget it, if you go, it might not just spill the vinegar jar, but the whole vinegar vat would be overturned!"
"Brother!" Liang Yuzhu stomps her foot angrily: "I’m not talking to you anymore!" Then she goes off to dance as well.
Nangong Zhongli shakes his head with a smile: "Shaochen, your sister is really too cute!"
Liang Shaochen smiles, about to speak.
At the bar, Nangong Zhongli’s phone starts vibrating.
Nangong Zhongli picks up the call, and his face changes.
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