Chapter 72 After Becoming a Light Bulb

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  "You're sure it's just a moment of distraction, not that your soul has escaped to fight the Peach Blossom Ghost or Ninja Turtle?" Su Xia asked Fang Li, who had been walking in a daze, with an expression of disdain.

  "You..." Fang Li didn't want to fight today, she walked to the sofa by herself, always feeling that something was uneasy and uncertain.

  "Yuan Mengxi, you're interrupting my enjoyment of the sense of accomplishment after hitting others. Be careful or I'll crush your bones to ashes and scatter them on the road as white dust." Su Xia finally couldn't bear it after Yuan Mengxi blocked her way for the third time while she was combing her hair.

  "Hmph, if you could really reduce me to dust and ashes, I would have died eight hundred times by now. Fang Li, look at Su Xia using underhanded tactics to intimidate me."

  "Fang Li." Meng Xi called out again in a probing tone, but Fang Li still looked dazed, continuously rubbing her fingertips with a solemn expression.

  At this moment, Meng Xi thought that perhaps Fang Li had a huge fortune and an earth-shaking secret hidden in her fingers. However, Su Xia thought that perhaps the legendary Finger Fate had invaded the real world?

  In fact, Meng Xi and Su Xia both knew that Fang Li liked to pick at her fingernails when she was thinking.

  "Don't call her anymore, I've turned back to look at her a hundred times, and she's still indulging in self-entertainment in that tiny little place. Even Alzheimer's patients are more proactive than her. Others would tear up newspaper or something, but she doesn't need any external tools, any organ will do. Believe it or not, if I cut off all her fingernails and toenails, she'll pull out her heart, spleen, stomach, and caress them."

  A round of mutual teasing and torment came to an end, and the three people lay down on top of each other and fell asleep. Although they were kindred spirits as good sisters, their dreams also had different pursuits.

  But there is one thing that is the same, every girl has her own carefully treasured heart, because what can be shared are only joys and sorrows, but not true feelings. Just like when your wound is sprinkled with a handful of salt, others know you're in pain, but they won't know if it's more painful on the wound or in the heart.

  Recently, for some reason, Yueyue began to fade out of Mo Xiao's line of sight, but it seemed like there was always a dark shadow lurking not far away, monitoring Mo Xiao's every move. Of course, Mo Xiao wasn't clear who that was, or maybe he was just seeing things.

  After school, Mo Xiao stood at the entrance waiting for Fang Li. His hair was a bit messy from the wind, and he didn't look like a proud young master at all, but rather like an ordinary basketball player, handsome and approachable. Perhaps because he had rushed over in a hurry, his face still had a faint flush, as if he was a little shy. The sweat on his face flowed down along the curves of his face, dripping into the depths of his light blue plaid shirt.

  I believe that at this moment, many ladies are drooling because Fang Li is also staring at the sweat dripping from his face. It's like Magellan's voyage, so long, but every inch of land that flows through is not a void, but a prairie where flowers can be placed on the tip of a girl's heart.

  There's no way that such a handsome rich young master is standing in front of me right now, waiting for me, and yet I'm infatuated with the single drop of sweat he left behind - it's simply inexplicable. Fang Li woke up from her infatuation, but suddenly felt as if she had transcended into another world.

  Fang Lei, now regaining consciousness, was tightly held in Mo Xiao's arms. Fang Lei could feel his sturdy physique and the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest, like the ebb and flow of seawater with a hint of salty dampness. Gradually, their breathing merged into one, and they savored the sweetness of each other's breath.

  Fang Li's heart felt like it was going to jump out, she always had a sense of guilt. She told herself that An Junli was the one, but now she was in another man's arms, and she didn't know if she was right or wrong. But she was happy, and for now, she was willing to indulge in this comfort, without questioning it.

  He Fang and Su Xia were also stuck in a dead machine state with Meng Xi, who was stupidly petrified for nearly ten minutes before realizing that she had been shining brightly in someone else's small space for a long time.

  "Hey, I suddenly remembered that Fang is about to land, I need to go pick him up." Meng Xi found an excuse and quickly escaped the scene like a fugitive.

  "This heartless person," Su Xia cursed in her heart, "I, I, I need to go to the bathroom."

  "Oh, come on, I'm waiting for you." Fang Li said patiently.

  "It's okay, I might be busy until tonight." Only after saying that did Su Xia realize what a ridiculous excuse she had just made.

  "What?" Along with Su Xia's brain-dead excuse, Fang Li was also shocked with a short circuit.

  "Fang Li, let's go, don't ask anymore." Mo Xiao cleverly helped Su Xia out of the situation, and Su Xia fled in the opposite direction of the toilet with a grateful face.

  "What's wrong with me? Why am I so...? I'm so anxious and worried, my heart is racing, and I feel like I'm going to collapse. I've been searching everywhere for a solution, but it's nowhere to be found. I'm so frustrated and helpless! The more I think about it, the more confused I become. My mind is a mess, and I don't know what to do. I feel like I'm stuck in a nightmare, and I just want to wake up. Why can't I just calm down and think clearly?!"

  Of course, this is just a temporary vent, and after that, Su Xia was extremely unwilling to be sent back by the public's moral conscience to make the garbage inside come out. Su Xia's face now looks like it's painted with camouflage, with an ugly purple and green complexion. If any species that Su Xia dislikes appears now, I believe Su Xia can chop him into pieces with a single blow.

  "Hey, Su Xia, it's been a few days since we last met. How come you're in charge of this whole street now? Look at my shoes, they're all dirty! Since I'm standing on your turf, would you mind cleaning them for me?"

  Yue Yue still has the same evil mouth and face. Yue Yue is not very bad, she just can't tolerate others' disdain or resistance towards her, just like Su Xia. However, her sharp and vicious nature has already been ingrained in her bones, if she could be as kind and understanding as others, that would be the most terrifying thing.

  Su Xia stood up, her head half a head higher than Yue Yue. The corner of Su Xia's left mouth twitched slightly, and then she quickly knocked over the entire trash can onto Yue Yue. Earlier, when Su Xia kicked it, only some bottles fell out due to the shock. Now there were many rotten leftovers and unfinished moldy drinks inside, and the foul-smelling liquid splashed onto Yue Yue's clothes and shoes. Even though Yue Yue was wearing high-end clothing, the stench that filled her now would surely make people disgusted.

  "Su Xia, how dare you treat me like this? I'm going to settle the score with you today." Yue Yue's face was filled with a vengeful aura as she charged towards Su Xia.

  "Another day then, you're really too disgusting now." Su Xia coldly laughed and pushed away Yue Yue.

  "You..." Yueyue's words were cut off by her own anger, one hand quickly raised, but was tightly blocked and grasped by Xiaxia.

  "You think you can hit me? Spare yourself the trouble. I only tolerated you because I thought you were Wei Mingyuan's girlfriend, but now that you're not, you're as disgusting to me as a horn growing out of my head. I'd rather throw you into a ditch and let you rot."

  "You neurotic, stinky woman, let me go or I'll make you look good." Yue Yue struggled in Su Xia's hands like a mudskipper, twisting her body but unable to break free.