Chapter Thirty-Three Everyone's Safety is a Sunny Day

  The day of the competition is getting closer and closer, Fang Li and Mo Xiao mention Jia Mei's affairs.

  "Were you with Du Ruo at that time?"

  "What's wrong?"

  "Oh, just asking casually, Jia Mei's unexpected injury this time must mean she won't be able to participate in the competition."

  "Yes, it's really pitiful, after working so hard for so long, they didn't even get the chance to participate in the competition. Fate is indeed unfair."

  "It's not that fate is unfair, it's just that some people are too eager for quick success. The high heels of Jia Mei's shoes had been cut off by someone beforehand, so as soon as she started doing intense movements, she was bound to fall over. And with such a high heel, she must have fractured her bones! The person who did this is heartless and must be determined to win the first prize."

  "My god, I didn't expect it to be like this. Who could it be? I never thought someone would do such a thing. It's really too frightening. How can they harm people like this?"

  "You're too naive, many people will stop at nothing to get what they want, even if it means taking a huge risk. And of course, the killer must be someone who had the same opportunity to win as she did."

  "You're talking about Xu Ran and Du Ruo. I don't know Xu Ran, but Du Ruo won't."

  "How can you trust her so much? Du Ruoke is not a weak woman like you. She will stop at nothing to get what she wants, and even if there's only a 1% chance of success, she'll eliminate all obstacles to achieve it. What she wants is always zero risk."

  "What does this mean? Du Ruo wouldn't... Fang Li was somewhat angry, but in her heart, there was a thread of panic, and she didn't know why she was vaguely so afraid that it would be Du Ruo."

  "Nothing, I don't know if it's Du Ruo who did it either, but what if it was her?"

  "I didn't know, originally I disliked her, I thought she was annoying you on purpose and making things difficult for me. But after being with everyone for so long, I think Du Ruo is actually a very good person, she's just strong-willed and sometimes stubborn. I saw her bathing the stray cats on the street, I believe she wouldn't do something that harms others."

  "She may be kind-hearted, but only to those who don't threaten her interests. He's genuinely good to you now only because you won't threaten what she wants."

  "What is it that always fascinates people?"

  "Whatever one wants. I don't know if it's Du Ruofei, but she's hard to understand. I didn't quite get her, but since she was with you at the time, there shouldn't be anything suspicious."

  Is that Xu Ran?

  I will privately ask someone else to investigate the Changsheng question.

  Du Ruo is still practicing dance, and every time Fang Li leaves, he feels that Du Ruo's confidence is increasing, and he is truly happy for Du Ruo.

  Su Xia and Meng Xi were both busy with their own things, Su Xia was still as usual rejecting and striking Wei Mingyuan, while Meng Xi was at a loss under the passionate pursuit of a boy.

  Meng Xi said: The one I love is nowhere to be found, while the one I don't love keeps appearing in my world. I know it's hard for him to love me, but I'm unable to save him.

  It's not your fault, Meng Xi.

  Nothing, this is fate, it's my fate and his fate too. I won't sympathize with him because I don't sympathize with myself either.

  Su Xia, how are you and Wei Mingyuan? He's really good to you, can't you be a little gentler with him?

  I've never learned how to write the word "gentle" since I was a kid, okay? I really don't understand what's the point of you two loving each other back and forth like that.

  I've also thought about giving him a chance, but I don't know how to fall in love. Su Xia's voice got lower and lower, until the last word was swallowed into her belly.

  Su Xia and Fang Li have already petrified in their seats, a gust of wind blows by, Meng Xi suddenly bursts out laughing. Haha Su Xia, it turns out you're the big fool.

  Fang Li Duo suddenly felt that Su Xia's heart was being melted by Wei Ming Yuan, because Su Xia actually looked like a little girl, blushing and lowering her head, and even carefully tidying up her messy hair when passing by the mirror in the corridor.

  I remember when I first met Su Xia, he was such a **wild and unruly rogue**, striding through the crowded streets every day, pushing people aside. With his legs crossed, sitting in the back row of the classroom, seeing that male student who wasn't pleased with Su Xia's behavior being taught a lesson, I knew that this world wouldn't leave anyone behind.

  Fang Lei first saw Su Xia when Su Xia was being punished for breaking the glass in the director's office and had to stand in the corridor. The little girl didn't cry, but instead drew ugly portraits on the wall with her head tilted, which seemed to be the director judging by the sparseness of the hair. When Fang Lei passed by, Su Xia even whistled at her, although they didn't know each other yet.

  "Hey, can you help me buy some food? I want to eat eggplant, and it has to be from the third canteen on the first floor, with extra soup." Actually, Fang Lei hadn't agreed to help her, but Su Xia just handed over the money and said...

  Su Xia is a girl without lines, without images. She has lived in her own world for too long. She has made her life rich and colorful, reigning supreme in her own world. Before, she just wanted a free and unrestrained life. But now, can the world of one person accommodate two people? Will it be too crowded? Where is home for love? What will this girl look like when trapped by love? Meng Xi and Fang Li cannot predict.

  Everyone's path is their own to walk, no one can meet tomorrow for anyone else, and being safe and sound is a sunny day.

  Wei Mingyuan's love letters could already pile up to a mountain, Su Xia counted them in her own room and sighed, "Is this what love is? It's too scary, just looking at these neatly folded papers makes me feel like I'm suffocating."

  "Is it that love can only be felt by oneself? If someone wrote me so many letters, I would definitely be touched to death and eagerly marry him."

  "Ordinary, are you looking for a boyfriend or a pile of trash? Do you want to open a waste recycling plant?"

  "Suxia, I suspect you have neurasthenia or something. The signals of love are so strong, but you can't feel them at all. Are you an insulator?"

  "It's really just fine, this life is unknown to be poisonous and lively, love is a cumbersome thing, originally people's lives are enough to eat, drink, live and travel, who created such a physiological problem, and even called it love."

  Yes, what I think about day and night are all things that torment me. The love we imagine is never the same as in reality.

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