1st Grade Class 3 Bad Boy Army 2

Author: Hu Weihong
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Publish Date: 2006-08-01
Features: I gently picked up the envelope on the ground. A gentle breeze passed by, lifting a few strands of silver hair from the old lady's forehead. She frowned, as if the entire person was enveloped in white mist. My hand holding the envelope tightened gradually, and so did my restless heart. A few cherry blossom petals drifted down, swept up by the wind, and my vision began to blur. That figure grew farther away, even making me doubt whether what just happened was just a hallucination. "Han Xueyi!" A voice suddenly rang out, and I trembled violently, snapping back to reality from that white mist. Turning around, I was met with Lin Xichen's face, furious and mixed with anxiety. He hurried a few steps forward, gripping my shoulders tightly. In an instant, I was easily drawn into his sphere of influence. "Where are you going? Did I let you go?" The scenes of humiliation in the living room, the cold words of Grandma Lin, and the helpless expression of Uncle Lin all flooded into my mind, torturing every cell in my body. I struggled desperately: "Xichen, let me go! Let me go!" I had to hold back—just hold back! I widened my eyes, trying hard not to let the hot liquid escape. "Go? Where do you think you're going?" Lin Xichen's emotions grew even more agitated, his eyebrows almost knitting together as he shook my shoulders violently while shouting, "Without my permission, you're not going anywhere!" My tears couldn't hold back any longer. This tyrannical guy, "Do you really have to force me to stay for your engagement ceremony? Lin Xichen, young master Lin, please be kind to me!" Using my last bit of strength, I shook his hand off. "Now everyone in the world knows that Su Lei is your intended, that you two are a match made in heaven. So, so let me go, okay? This is too high a bar for me to clear!" "Han Xueyi! What nonsense are you talking about?!" Lin Xichen grabbed me again as I tried to escape, his delicate features twisted in extreme anger: "Shouldn't I be the one angry? My marriage to Su Lei was just Grandma's one-sided arrangement! And what about you and Yan Qi hai? My photos are all fake—can you say the same about your photos with Yan Qi hai?" "Me and Qi hai," Lin Xichen's eyes flashed with something that pierced me deeply, painfully. I was almost suffocated by this damn conversation. "Say it! Are those photos of you and Yan Qi hai by the sea real?" Listening to his nearly roaring shouts and those relentless questions, I was on the verge of despair, unknowingly tears streaming down my face. His tone finally softened due to my helplessness: "They're fake, aren't they?" "No," the weight on my shoulders gradually faded, and my hazy gaze no longer held anything, all focus becoming blurred. What was hitting my heart so hard? That moment of pain left me dizzy. "Good," was he laughing? Lin Xichen's smile seemed to be...