usatvline Chapter 775: Life Is But As the First Meeting (1)
Chapter 775: Life Is But As the First Meeting (1)
After Yuan Shen left, Qin Qian returned to the apartment.
She sat on the sofa, staring blankly for a while. She realized that now facing Yuan Shen, she was so calm, so calm that her heart did not stir even the slightest ripple, not a trace of emotion, all her joys and sorrows disappeared without a trace.
She touched her heart, feeling it was so incredible.
She had loved Yuan Shen for ten years, ten years... How many decades can one have in a lifetime? She had finally gotten over those ten years.
She wanted to laugh, but as she lifted the corners of her mouth, tears rolled down.
She didn’t know if it was for him, or for herself, or perhaps for their ten years.
Their past, so beautiful, how did it end up like this?
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Ten years ago, Qin Qian was fifteen, in her first year of high school.
Ten years ago, Yuan Shen was fifteen, in his first year of high school.
At that time, Qin Qian was a well-behaved student with thick glasses, and Yuan Shen was a mischievous troublemaker.
At the prestigious high school, the backgrounds of those students were incredibly impressive, led by Gu Ningyi and Yuan Shen, they were the offspring of noble families, each one very arrogant, domineering around the school, looking down on others.
Meanwhile, Qin Qian came from a family with some money but no power, considered a typical nouveau riche to those people, falling into the unwelcome category.
However, her quiet personality, unremarkable appearance, and low presence allowed her a relatively peaceful life in this school, unlike Dong Xin Yan, who lived a chaotic life every day because of Gu Baowang.
Though she was ordinary and obscure at school, at that age, every girl harbors a beautiful youthful sentiment, a vague and innocent affection.
She had a secret crush on the class monitor from the next class, tall and handsome, with a sturdy build. Whenever he played basketball, the sunlight on him looked as beautiful as a painting.
Qin Qian secretly admired him for more than half a semester. With her friend Dong Xin Yan’s encouragement, she decided to write a letter to confess.
For three months straight, a hundred days, she poured all her heart into writing love letters, thinking of those beautiful words and sentences, writing them all down in the letters and delivering them to him.
She hoped her persistence could let him see her sincerity.
Heaven helps those who help themselves. After three months, she finally received his reply. His response was very simple, directly stating the time and place, arranging to meet her.
Receiving the letter, Qin Qian was thrilled and excited all night, holding that letter, reading it over and over, the corners of her mouth lifted, her heart sweet.
She couldn’t stop fantasizing about what he would say to her after they met, whether he would accept her confession, whether he would like her, thinking about so much. Yet, when she met him, she was completely dumbfounded.
The boy stood under a tree, his slender figure leaning against the trunk, his white shirt slightly puffed by the breeze, the three top buttons undone, revealing a sensual collarbone. His hair was slightly messy, fringes slightly covering his eyes, but instead of looking untidy, it added a touch of rebelliousness to him.
He lazily lifted his eyes, his black gaze sweeping over her, the corners of his lips curling with a mischievous grin.
Without hesitation, he looked her up and down, then bluntly criticized her, "I just knew, in this age, someone who writes love letters, it could only be a bookworm like you. As expected, you’re really ugly."