Until one ti, after school at night, I was cornered by a group of outsiders asking for money. Naturally, I refused, and a fight broke out. They had the numbers, and I quickly found myself overwheld. When I was sprawled on the ground, the only thought in my mind was regret, regret for never listening to Grandpa’s advice to practice martial arts.
Just when I was getting beaten senseless, she appeared. Her swift chopping hands and powerful kicks were flawless. Those punks were no match for her and were soon chased away. At that mont, she was like an angel, an angel who redeed from hell.
I happily sprung up from the ground and walked to her side. The awkwardness in my heart completely vanished. I joyfully held her hand and said, "Thank you, your martial arts are incredible."
She stepped back a few paces, sowhat awkwardly avoiding , and said, "No problem, I was just passing by."
At that mont, I seed to realize sothing: she wasn’t as cold as she seed on the surface; she was just not used to interacting with people.
From then on, I included her in my circle. We ate and studied together. At first, she refused, but I kept pestering her. With ti, she no longer argued with .
Later, rumors started circulating about us in school. I was very angry, but she told , "If people live by caring too much about unrelated people’s words, they won’t live a fulfilling life."
We decided not to explain ourselves but let our youth be wild.
During the second sester of sophomore year, she suddenly announced she was going abroad. I had planned to go with her, but she refused. I was sad for a long ti, wondering why all the friends I cared about left one after another. First that bastard Mu Bai, then An Nan.
I felt very down during that ti, stopped going to school, and neglected my studies.
Later, An Nan found and told , "Even if she goes abroad, we’ll still be lifelong friends."
In that instant, I awakened. Yes, true friendship doesn’t mind separation. Even if you haven’t seen each other for a long ti, it remains the truest friendship.
Later, An Nan went to the United States. We kept in touch online, and three years ago she beca a captain at Vince Airlines. She was very busy, and it was always my schedule that adjusted for her because I cherished this friend.
I once told myself that I would stand by her for life until she found soone she loved. But now, she suffered such great grievances in front of , and I truly cannot forgive myself. I cannot forgive.
By the end, Xi Shaoqi lay on the sofa and started sobbing.
Beside him, Lin Mubai and Han Xiayang remained silent.
Lin Mubai understood the tangled emotions of his good brother and, unable to bear seeing him like this, thought for a while before gently whispering in his ear, "Shaoqi, An Nan isn’t mad at you."
"Really?" Half-believing, half-doubting, the handso face of the latter questioned.
Lin Mubai nodded once more, affirming it.
Xi Shaoqi finally displayed his first relieved smile of the night, expectations in his eyes, a little joy, and much more elation. As long as An Nan was willing to be his friend, he would do anything she asked.
Having unraveled the confusion in his heart, Third Young Master Xi quickly fell asleep on the sofa, a faint smile lingering at his lips.
Only then did Han Xiayang speak, word by word to Lin Mubai, "Third Young Master truly cares a lot about An Nan." This concern had already surpassed concern for himself.
"Hm." Lin Mubai wholeheartedly acknowledged this fact.
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