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When I woke up the next day, I couldn't keep my eyes open.

Mu Huainan was not there, probably because he had gone to the company to take care of some matters.

The sky was also a pure and clear blue.

I suddenly felt embarrassed.

What I have done, is shameful.

Last night, in order to pay off his debt, she had even taken the initiative to ask him …

The thought of not daring to think any further made me feel ashamed.

It's fortunate that Mu Huainan isn't here. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to face him.

I suddenly lost the mood to bask in the sun. I returned to the house with a frown on my face and crawled back into bed.

I buried the majority of my face in the blanket. Just as my heart calmed down a little, I could smell Mu Huainan's scent from the blanket, pillow, and sheets everywhere.

I rolled over in frustration and tried to get out of bed, but instead I heard the door open and the sound of heavy footsteps.

It should be Mu Huainan returning.

I pulled the covers over my head and winced under the covers, not wanting to face him, so I pretended to be asleep.

Suddenly, the bed sank down and his eyes lit up.

The sunlight pierced my eyes, making me squint. I vaguely saw Mu Huainan's figure sitting by the bed, he raised a corner of the blanket and stared at me.

He was not wearing a suit jacket, only a casual white shirt inside. His collar was unbuttoned a few times, making him look lazy and indolent.

When my gaze collided with the guy's, I couldn't stop myself from blushing again.

Mu Huainan reached out his hand and carefully tucked away the long messy hair on my face behind my ears.

His fingertips were cold, and I flinched uncomfortably, my head drooping, all the little embarrassment.

Mu Huainan only laughed, and rubbed my messy head as he lightly called out my name.

"An'an."

… ….

So I spent three months in the hospital, and when I was well enough I went back to school.

This year of high school passed by very quickly. It was as if not long after I returned, the first entrance exam was about to take place.

In this period of time, my days were still the same as before. The only difference was that the surrounding people were much more amiable towards me, Fang Wu had transferred to another school, but Peng Haobai had no news either. The students who had something to do with it were mostly immersed in their studies, acting as if nothing had happened. The class monitor would still lend his notes to me, but I accidentally saw the love letter he wrote to Fang Wu before.

The young we stumble up and do everything we think is great, but as we get farther and farther away, when we look back, we can see that the sand particles in the storm are not worth mentioning.

During this period of time, Fang Wu came to see me a few times. She was wearing casual clothes as she stood at the entrance of our school.

She held a cup of milk tea in her hand and handed it to me.

"That very popular milk tea. Wait for you to finish school, then line up to buy it."

I thanked her and took her offer.

We walked side by side. There were two rows of old parasol trees in front of the school, spring flowers blooming, green and oily. I listened to her talk, occasionally sipping sweet milk tea, occasionally smiling, occasionally stopping to sigh.

I realized that the story of each of us was just as extraordinary as the story of every individual in the world, and that what she was doing was rooted in her past experiences.

The bad guys weren't born with malice. They were born with a malevolent personality. They were just used to malice.

Moreover, Fang Wu was still young and far from being a bad person.

She told me why she hated me so much.

Because she liked Mu Huainan, for many, many years.

She said that the first time she saw Mu Huainan was at the side courtyard of her house. She was punished by her father for making a mistake, and secretly shed tears in the courtyard.

That piece of sugar paper, which she later folded into a star, had always been on her body.

In Fang Wu's words, Mu Huainan at that time was still a newbie who had just entered the circle, but relying on his talent and intelligence, he had already gained a bit of fame within the circle. At that time, he still had the air of a teenager, being generous, and being elegant.

It's hard not to look at it.

Furthermore, Fang Wu was only five years old back then.

After that, she secretly took note of the name Mu Huainan. She paid attention to him day and night, slowly watching the young man with his sharp edges turn into such an appearance.

When Fang Wu said this, she was very heavy with emotion. She sighed, felt heavy, and felt somewhat regretful.

"We always have to go through it before we understand that a lot of things are not something that can be achieved by hard work."

Fang Wu suddenly sighed.

"If not for this matter, I might not have so decisively given up on Mu Huainan." When she spoke, her voice was still choked with sobs. After all, she had persisted in this relationship for so many years, and it was not something that could be parted from with just a few words. "He was happy for you, but he actually gave it to you as a gift from my company."

"Hur hur." She laughed, tears in her eyes, tears in her smile.

A light breeze blew, gently lifting the hair on her forehead, revealing the scars there.

I suddenly felt sorry for the girl.

But then, he recalled the love letter that was stuck inside Chen Kun's book, that he did not have the chance to gift to his.

Presumably, those that were moved would at least have a sense of pity mixed within.

Before I said my goodbyes, I asked her if she had any news of Peng Haobai.

She just shook her head and sighed.

"Peng Haobai's father died too early. A while ago, I heard that his mother was discovered having affairs with another man, and the Master Peng had a row of feudal thoughts. His family probably isn't peaceful."

The only person who wouldn't allow the wife to remarry after her husband had died for so many years was probably Peng Haobai's grandfather.

In the end, Fang Wu told me, she hoped that I would delete her WeChat and her contact information. From now on, if there was any involvement in fate, there would be chances to spar.

She said she still didn't have to admit that she hated me.

Why is it that Mu Huainan, Peng Haobai, these charming men are all surrounding me?

I smiled back at her and asked, "If you lose both of your parents in one night and the company goes bankrupt, at such a price that you and Mu and Peng would like you, would you?"

She was stunned for a long time and did not reply.

"Everything in this world is only discussed after being given up."

Just like Fang Wu had said, Mu Huainan, he had also spread his energy out, but the price of walking this path was maturity.

Fang Wu and I bid our farewell, and I deleted her.

He also did not decide to turn his family's company into a shoe factory. Although she said that she still hated me, I found this straightforwardness a little cute.

There were several times when I wanted to go and see Peng Haobai. However, Mu Huainan had never let me get involved with matters regarding the project.

He said that he would seriously consider this matter after I passed the college entrance examination.

That's why I didn't have the chance to go to Peng Family's company to learn about the situation, and didn't dare to ask Mu Huainan about it. After all, he had always disagreed with my relationship with Peng Haobai.

I am still me, Ai Meng is still Ai Meng, and the Treant High School is still the Treant High School.

As usual, Ai Meng and I finished our lessons and went to Shen Xiuyuan's house to play games on weekends.

And always to keep me from working too hard.

After my first test, my grades were very bad, almost at the bottom. It was hard to be alone in the bedroom, as if he had let down all hope.

When Mu Huainan called me, I couldn't help but cry.

His voice on the other end of the phone was a little messy. He hurriedly spoke a few words in a foreign language before he heard the door close. Then, everything quieted down.

His smile came to his ears.

"Silly girl. What are you crying for? Even if your grades are not good, I can still send you out of the country for further studies. "

Thank God he didn't say he was going to raise me.

I didn't say anything, but just quietly cried. I felt uncomfortable, as I was stuck in my blanket and didn't have anything to do with it, but after hearing his voice, I immediately lost control of myself.

He asked me if I wanted to go to Paris for a few days to relax.

I said no, there was still a lot of work.

Then he said something reassuring, and his voice was lazy, and he seemed to take pity on me. I could imagine him rubbing my head and kissing my forehead when he was talking to me face to face.

Call me "An".

It was unknown when he started to unconditionally pamper me like this.

Mu Huainan was still busy, after a few more words, a foreign language came from the other side, I did not dare disturb him, and quickly hung up.

At night, when Ai Meng wasn't home, and when Shen Xiuyuan wasn't at home, I stayed in the dorm bored and took my jacket out for a walk.

I didn't really know where I was going, so I walked slowly along the street. The boys in the playground were still playing basketball in groups of twos and threes, so I couldn't help but slow down my pace. Looking at those faces, I could see that they were full of strangers.

Although it was close to summer, but the evening breeze was still somewhat chilly. The breeze drilled into my neck, so cold that it was bone-piercing. If it pierced my heart, it would still hurt.

After standing still for a while, I was slightly relieved. Even so, I still couldn't avoid thinking about Peng Haobai.

Accompanied by the cold wind, the thorns in his heart were stirring again.

I turned and walked in the direction of the canteen, which was next to a stone path leading to an open space with a pavilion. It was empty except for the sound of my feet on dead leaves.

It has been more than half a year since Peng Haobai disappeared from my life.

Yet, I still couldn't help but think of him. I don't know how he is now, that clean and beautiful young boy who made me unable to bear for him to be tainted or tainted by someone like me.

He left in such a hurry that I occasionally wondered if he really had appeared.

This boy who was as pure as the sky and as beautiful as a dream.

Do I still have a chance to meet him?