Chapter 25 Verse 21

  21、

  Now, Liu Xueyi has moved into the 441 girls' dormitory and become a roommate with Fang Yuan. It wasn't until now that she understood her mother's choice - as an ordinary person, in order to achieve one's goals and live a rich and happy life, one must be ruthless and even sacrifice one's body. In this world, except for love, everything is dirty, and there is nothing worth pursuing. From her mother, she saw through the coldness and warmth of the world, the human feelings and worldly affairs. Everyone was using each other, like actors, with unspoken understanding in their hearts. She believed that as long as she played some tricks, she would soon become Fang Yuan's bosom friend.

  But can she really get her ideal love? Can that masked witch really make her wish come true?

  She was uncertain in her heart. But anyway, she had to go and try, even if there was only a 1% chance of success, she would use 100% effort to fight for it. When love and dignity were at stake, she would unhesitatingly abandon so-called dignity and choose the sacred and inviolable love.

  After getting up in the morning, Liu Xueyi went to the mirror and found her eyes a bit puffy. The person in the mirror was still ordinary, except for her eyes, there was nothing else worth showing off. Her eyes were very clear, like a pool of autumn water, flowing smoothly. In the words of her best friend Cheng Linghan, her eyes seemed to have a magical power that could make people's mood peaceful and calm.

  "Up so early?" came Fang Yuan's voice from behind.

  "Uh-huh, I'm used to getting up early." Liu Xueyi smiled at her opponent and thought for a moment before asking, "How about you, are you an early riser too?"

  "I get up for morning exercise."

  "I'll go running with you."

  "Okay."

  After washing up and changing into sportswear, the two of them walked out of the girls' dormitory and jogged slowly around the campus of the medical school.

  On a clear summer morning, it gives people a very refreshing feeling, and even the air seems to have a sweet taste. On the campus path, I occasionally meet other classmates who are running exercises, some of whom are wearing couples' clothes, running and chatting while enjoying themselves.

  After running for about ten minutes, Fang Yuan's underwear was soaked with sweat. In the past two years, her body had become increasingly weak, as if there was always a heavy stone pressing on her, and her athletic ability had declined severely. When she arrived at the basketball court, Fang Yuan saw Liu Xueyi stop and stare blankly at the basketball court, her face filled with desolation.

  On the basketball court, some students were playing in a scattered manner. Following Liu Xueyi's line of sight, it was actually Yang Haoyu, whom she had seen yesterday, who was having a one-on-one match with a tall and thin girl. Apparently, the girl was an outsider, holding the ball while walking and even pushing Yang Haoyu with her hands in a spoiled manner. Yang Haoyu could only helplessly give way to her, but despite this, she still failed to score.

  "That doesn't count, you fouled on defense, I'm going to shoot free throws!" The girl said with a pout.

  Yang Hao Yu widened his eyes: "Xian Er, are you mistaken? I committed a defensive foul?"

  "It's a defensive foul! It should be free throws! What can you do, it's the referee's decision! If you don't like it, I'll blow a technical foul on you!" Xian'er said with a smile.

  Yang Hao Yu spread his hands, shook his head and muttered to himself: "Fortunately, the NBA referees won't be playing on the court, otherwise Kobe would have to admit defeat."

  Xian'er was excited and held the ball in her hand, ready to take a free throw.

  Yang Haoyu walked up and said: "Wait a minute, Xian'er, are you shooting free throws?"

  "What's wrong?"

  Yang Haoyu pretended to be in pain: "Oh no, the free throw has to be taken from outside the free throw line."

  "I know, I'm standing on the free throw line right now."

  "Your free throw line..." Yang Haoyu asked in surprise, "Isn't it also too close to the basket?"

  "My free throw line is right here! How about it, not okay?!" Xian'er said with a pout, "Don't be so annoying, get out of the way! Otherwise I'll blow another technical foul on you!"

  Yang Haoyu finally had nothing to say, and stood aside with a bitter smile watching Xian'er shoot free throws.

  Xian'er's ball skills are really bad. One free throw was thrown with insufficient force and bounced out of the basket frame. The second free throw circled around the rim a few times before finally going in.

  "Hurray!" Xian'er jumped up, excitement overflowing from her words.

  She ran to Yang Haoyu's side, pointing at his nose with her hand, and said with a smile: "You lost! This time, you're in trouble! Breakfast, lunch, and dinner for this week, all of them will be bought by you. And, yes, also help me wash the dishes, and my clothes too!"

  Yang Haoyu almost fainted: "Didn't we just say that whoever loses buys breakfast? How did it become so much more?"

  Xian'er said triumphantly: "That's all, who told you didn't listen clearly! How about it, are you convinced now?!"

  Yang Haoyu nodded repeatedly: "I give up, I give up. Your ball skills are really impressive. I truly believe that even Jordan can't beat you one-on-one. But, are you sure you want me to wash your clothes too?"

  "Yes, what's wrong?"

  "There's just a small problem." Yang Haoyu's face broke into a mischievous smile. "Do you want me to wash your underwear too?"

  Xian'er's face turned slightly red as she shouted: "Yang Haoyu, you pervert!"

  Yang Haoyu burst out laughing, he finally won against Xian'er this time. At this moment, he noticed Liu Xueyi and Fang Yuan standing beside him.

  "What a coincidence?" Yang Haoyu glanced at Xian'er, his eyes somewhat unnatural.

  Xian'er's face suddenly turned black, with dark clouds gathering, looking at Liu Xueyi with a victorious attitude, condescendingly and coldly letting out a "hmm".

  Yang Haoyu felt a bit awkward and dryly laughed twice, looking at Fang Yuan: "Is this your classmate?"

  "My new roommate, Fang Yuan." Liu Xueyi exerted herself to control her emotions, making herself appear calm and composed.

  "Fang Yuan!" Yang Haoyu's eyes suddenly emitted a fiery glow, making Fang Yuan feel somewhat embarrassed.

  There are many kinds of beauties in this world. One kind of beauty is that at first glance, it's stunning, but after looking more, it becomes dull and ordinary; another kind of beauty is that at first glance, it feels normal, but the more you look, the more flavor it has, leaving a deep impression. Fang Yuan belongs to the latter, with an extraordinary elegant temperament in her unremarkable appearance, like old wine, making people savor. Plus the mysterious legend of room 441 of the girls' dormitory, it's hard for boys not to be interested.

  Xian'er obviously took a dislike to them and pulled Yang Haoyu's hand saying: "Let's go, we're going to have breakfast!"

  Yang Haoyu smiled apologetically at Liu Xueyi and Fang Yuan, as if he were a cow being led by the nose, obediently following Xian'er.

  "Yang Haoyu!" Liu Xueyi's face turned bright red. "Wait a minute, I have something to say to you."

  "Oh." Yang Haoyu glanced at Xian'er, somewhat hesitant, "You speak."

  "I want to talk to you alone."

  "Then..." Yang Haoyu said softly to Xian'er, "Xian'er, wait for me for a moment, okay?"

  "No!" Xian'er suddenly sat up, "Yang Haoyu, don't you forget, what did you promise me? You promised me that you would never see this cheap woman again!"

  Xian'er's voice was too loud and attracted the students nearby. They always liked to watch excitement, especially this kind of emotional and romantic dispute.

  In front of so many people, Yang Haoyu's face also couldn't hold up: "I did promise you to make things clear with her and try to have less contact in the future. But I never said that I would never see her again! Besides, you don't have the right to demand others to do this!"

  Xian'er stared blankly at Yang Haoyu, it seemed that she was used to being domineering in the world of two people, and didn't expect Yang Haoyu to actually resist her.

  "Xue Yi?" A girl squeezed in, with small eyes, curved eyebrows, and a raised mouth, giving people a very clever feeling.

  "Xiao Han?" Liu Xueyi was slightly surprised. It turned out that this girl was her only close friend from Nanjiang Medical College, Cheng Linghan.

  "What are you doing here?" Cheng Ling Han pointed at Yang Hao Yu, "Is he the very good boy you were talking about?"

  "Yes." Liu Xueyi looked at Yang Haoyu with a sorrowful gaze.

  Few boys can withstand this kind of gaze, and Yang Haoyu is no exception. He finally said softly: "Xue Xi, if you have something to say, just say it directly."

  Liu Xueyi suddenly had a strange feeling, she felt that the feminine flowers in her body were frantically multiplying, every place was full of vitality and filled with growing desires.

  Then she said the most important sentence in her life: "Yang Haoyu, I have only three words to say to you: I love you!"