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    As soon as the alarm rang, I got up and went to school. When I got to the gate, I realized that something was wrong. After thinking for a while, I realized that I forgot to bring my cello.

    For more than ten years, I have taken it everywhere, and it has become like half of my body. I forgot it.

    I covered my face with a splitting headache. In front of me, there is a picture of the little girl eating and devouring the food; a moment, a picture of my mother lying on the bed, stubbornly throwing a pillow at me, and telling me to get out of class; a moment, a picture of Lin Sheng and Ran Qingzhuang kissing in the classroom.

    When I regained my senses, I was already standing in front of the dean's office in a daze.

    I denounced them.

    I told the dean of everything I saw about Lin Sheng and Ran Qingzhuang.

    I calmly set off a stormy sea and swept them into the abyss one by one.

    There is less pain and I can even sleep at night. Without guilt, without remorse, I became insensitive and without a conscience.

    Now it seems that it is more like a self-protection mechanism. The brain thinks that I may not be able to bear those complex emotions, and my body breaks down, so it temporarily isolates them for me.

    After Lin Sheng changed schools and went abroad, I logically got the recommended spot I was thinking of. The moment I received the walk-in notice at home over the weekend, all the emotions rushed over and came back all of a sudden.

    I held the piece of paper tremblingly, knocked down by those complicated, tangled emotions, and knelt on the ground sobbing.

    The little girl ran over in horror and asked me what was going on, only to cheer when she saw the walking notice in my hand.

    "Mom, my brother got the quota!" She ran into the bedroom and shared the joy with her mother.

    Yes, I got the quota. I used disgraceful means, despicable and selfish, and I got the final quota by reporting on my competitors.

    I staggered to my feet and rushed out the door without telling my family.

    Before Ran Qingzhuang was detained, he told me about the approximate location of his home. I know which neighborhood his house is in, and also which building about it, but I don't know which one it is on the first floor.

    I looked from one end to the other, and looked out the window of the two families, and was found by Ran Qingzhuang not long after.

    He opened the door and came out to meet me, stood on the steps, and asked what I wanted to do.

    "sorry……"

    As soon as I walked up to him, he took a step back, frowning in disgust.

    I stopped at a loss, suffering from his worse attitude towards me.

    "Is that all you have to say?" He stood on the top and looked at me indifferently.

    I don't know what else I can say other than an apology. Anything I say now is like a sophistry, and even the apology itself is full of hypocrisy.

    "I'm sorry...I, I really need money."

    Even Ran Qingzhuang was a little surprised when I said my shamelessness so confidently.

    "You need money badly."

    He finished repeating my words flatly, without saying anything else, turned and walked into the room.

    I chased after him and grabbed his hand, he turned around suddenly and waved me away, as if he couldn't bear the slightest touch from me.

    Fist has been raised, arm muscles tense. I raised my face, closed my eyes, did not dodge or dodge, waiting for his fist to fall, hoping that his fist would fall.

    But the expected pain did not come.

    "I don't want to see you again, Ji Ning."

    There was a slight push on my chest, and I took a few steps back to stabilize my body.

    Looking up again, Ran Qingzhuang has closed the entrance door on the first floor.

    "Cough cough... Who is Qingzhuang?" An old and weak voice came from the room.

    "No one is selling it." Ran Qingzhuang walked to the window and closed the curtains, blocking my peeping.

    After a few months, I went to Ran Qingzhuang again, and when I looked in through the window, all the furniture was emptied.

    I anxiously asked people what was going on. The neighbor said that Grandma Ran Qingzhuang passed away last month. Ran Qingzhuang sold the house, and she didn't know where she went after that.

    he's gone.

    Completely, gone.

    He said he didn't want to see me again, and he really didn't see me again.

    It was a bright spring day, and the streets were full of crowded cherry blossoms. After walking for more than an hour, I walked home alone. When I got home, I developed a high fever, and it took a long time to get better. I don't know if it's too exciting or not, and I don't remember much about Ran Qingzhuang after the illness.

    I thought it was cancer, it was the tumor that made me lose my memory, but it wasn't.

    I don't have amnesia, I just remember a little bit, remembering that I used to love someone so lonely, long for someone so desperately, and covet someone so painfully. And because of this liking, longing and coveting, he has become how despicable, selfish, and terrifying a person.

    The salty sea water vomited out of my throat, and I was breathing heavily, uncomfortable with the bright lights in front of my eyes.

    "Wake up, wake up!" Someone was talking, "Before confirming his identity, put him in the inner cabin."

    "What about this child and a woman?"

    "Separate custody."

    This is a three-day amount, the day before yesterday, yesterday and today.

    Chapter 58

    The incandescent lamp kept swaying. At first, I thought it was my eyes that were shaking, but when I opened my eyes completely, I realized that the whole space was shaking.

    I struggled to stand up, and my wrist felt tangled. I looked down and found that my left hand was chained to a pipe in the corner of the wall.

    My clothes are still dripping, and there is a faint sound of waves outside. With the bumpy space, I should be on a boat...

    "Don't move, just sit against the wall when you wake up."

    The glasses fell off in the restaurant earlier, so I can see everything a little blurry now.

    Squinting to the place where the sound came from, he saw a baby-faced young man in his twenties standing by the door, standing upright, with a serious expression, wearing a dark blue combat uniform and a helmet with goggles on his head. It has the word "special police".

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