Chapter 50: Calamity Strikes (Three)

  Huǒ Líng'er walked along the road with an exceptionally light step, compared to her initial incredulity she finally chose to accept it calmly. She understood that family did not represent herself, and Old Master's failure did not represent herself either. When she answered the phone, feeling hurt was for another reason.

  No matter what, she was the one who was chosen and abandoned.

  She cannot ignore this point.

  Alas, losing property and everything, what her family wants is still not her?

  She has worked so hard to become better and stronger, yet they still don't acknowledge her existence.

  Gradually, Huo Ling'er's eyes became moist, and she helplessly raised her head high. Under the gray sky, the tears that had not yet fallen flowed back into her eye sockets. After a while, she lowered her head, but the gloom in her heart still lingered and refused to disperse.

  Kicked pebbles, watched scenery, sat on a recliner.

  It seemed like I had gone through a lot and thought about many things, walking from home all the way to college, from early morning till midnight.

  The morning weather was cool and warm, but the night was icy and humid. Huo Ling'er's tired body slowly shuttled through the wind at night, never bending his waist.

  "I've heard all about your situation."

  Warm words become the only warmth at night.

  Huǒ Língér almost instantly found the source of the sound, but seeing it again was a disappointing response. The arc just passed through the owner of the voice, wanting to directly enter the academy without reasoning with him.

  "Nowadays, don't you even want to say a word?"

  Yi Zhe Yu's usually courteous demeanor was lost for the first time, as he roughly grabbed Huo Ling Er's hand. He wanted to say something but was stopped by the chill in her hand "How can you be so cold?"

  Huolinger slowly raised her hand, swiftly swung it open, and her icy eyes stared straight at Yizhe Yu, that was the sharpest ice arrow that surpassed everything.

  "What's it got to do with you?"

  Yi Zhe Yu is at his wit's end. What does he have to do with him, anyway? Huo Ling'er must still be holding a grudge against him because of that matter.

  "Sorry."

  Yi Zheyu said with a depressed tone.

  Huolinger didn't know why, but she suddenly found it even more laughable. She never thought that there would be a day when Yizheyu would apologize to her, and even less did she expect that hearing the apology would make her even angrier.

  "You've never wronged me, we were never lovers, who you're with is your freedom, and I don't hate you, you don't need to apologize."

  "Yi Zhe Yu, did you know? I once thought you were the most suitable man for me. You are warm, polite, and from the moment I saw you, I yearned to have you. I hoped you would be mine, I hoped I could hold this beam of light."

  "But I was wrong, your warmth and politeness are just disguises, you have never revealed your true self to anyone."

  "So, I don't like you anymore."

  Huǒ Língér's words pierced directly into Yī Zhéyǔ's heart, and the last sentence about not liking him made him feel like he was going to die. It wasn't until this moment that he finally understood that he had already fallen for this quirky girl, and he had lost control long ago.

  Under conditioned reflex, his hand held Huo Ling'er in his arms.

  "Ling'er, I'm just an inferior person."

  After saying this, Yue Zheyu's chest suddenly heaved violently, and in his excitement, it was as if he had stripped away the last layer of his outer shell, willing to reveal himself completely and honestly to Huo Ling'er.

  He couldn't help but hold Huo Ling'er even tighter, his hoarse voice and enchanting tone rendering the cold black night a warm pink. "I like you, I've always liked you..."