[Female students from art schools] (86)

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Chapter 86. Wounded Love "Xiao Ruo..."

Lin Hai called my name softly.

I held him tightly, my voice choked with emotion. "Lin Hai..."

Lin Hai gently stroked my hair and smooth back. "Xiao Ruo, I remember someone once said that

when a girl gives you her first time without any regrets, she truly loves you. Xiao Ruo, having

you is my lifelong happiness. So, I dare not ask anything more of you. I only hate

myself being able to provide you with a life of plenty. Although we are students now, I still

cannot guarantee what the future holds."

At that moment, my heart ached terribly. Only when Lin Hai said those words did I realize that my

heart was filled with this big boy who loved me.

At that moment, I really wanted to tell Lin Hai that no matter what, we would be together in the future, even if it meant

sharing a meager meal.

But I didn't say it. Reality is reality. This isn't the fairytale kingdom I imagined. In this world,

you need to survive, you need love, but what you need even more is money in your hands.

I'm not a girl who chases money and power, but I'm afraid of going back to a

life I can't control. From childhood until now, ever since my parents passed away, I remember every time I had to ask my aunt for money

. I can't bear the indifference people show me.

I love Lin Hai, but I need an even more abundant life because, like Zhang Yan, we both

deep down want to live well, to live better than others.

Perhaps you'll say I'm materialistic, but in fact, this is reality.

"Xiao Ruo, do you remember what I told you? I said I would always love you, even on

the day I die. I will still remember that a girl named Zhang Xiao Ruo appeared in my life; that's

my most beautiful memory."

Lin Hai slowly pushed me away, smiling at me. "Happy birthday, get some rest. I

believe today will be a wonderful day!"

After saying that, Lin Hai opened the door and slowly disappeared from my sight.

I didn't stop Lin Hai. My heart was breaking. I slumped onto the sofa, clutching

a towel , covering my mouth tightly, and cried loudly.

You can't have your cake and eat it too. At this moment, I truly understand the meaning of that saying. Love and

future —it seems I really can only choose one. Will any man still be willing to give everything for a girl like me?

Lin Hai, I love him, I know he loves me too. He was badly hurt that day. I didn't explain

anything to him, but the truth is, I'm no longer a pure woman. No man can tolerate a woman

constantly lingering around a man to climb the social ladder.

I slowly calmed down. I ran into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and let the cold tap water wash over me.

When it was all over, I looked at myself in the mirror and forced a smile.

No matter what happens, I have to keep living tomorrow. I know I have no choice.

If I want to have that blue sky in this world, I must grit my teeth and persevere.

"Lin Hai, I'm sorry!"

I said silently.

Suddenly, my phone rang. I picked it up and saw a text message. I quickly opened it; it was

from : "Xiao Ruo, I'm back at school. Forgive my rambling earlier. I know you love

me, and I will always love you, no matter if you become a big star or an ordinary person

. In my heart, you will always be that pure and kind girl. Xiao Ruo, we're not children anymore. I

know the hardships of life, and I know that love is not just based on emotional support. As a man,

I can't know what my future holds, so I can't promise you anything. I know you've

suffered a lot. Everything you've done is to abandon the life that caused you pain. I understand all of this.

I also know you're a strong, determined, and persistent girl. Xiao Ruo, I will work hard, I will persevere.

When I have enough strength to give you a life where you never have to worry again, I will kneel down and

say to you, 'Xiao Ruo, marry me, okay?'"

I covered my mouth and cried like a child who had lost their candy.

I clutched my phone tightly, tears streaming down my face like a burst dam.

That year, there was a girl named Zhang Xiaoruo.

That year, there was a girl named Zhang Ruoxi.

That year, she found pure and innocent love.

That year, she stubbornly wiped away her tears.

Love isn't a fairy tale; it's life, real life. Love fills you with fighting spirit,

and it teaches you that effort brings rewards.

I took out my phone and dialed Zhang Yan's number.

"Hello, Xiaoruo, aren't you asleep yet?"

I sobbed.

"Xiaoruo, what's wrong?"

Zhang Yan asked worriedly.

I clutched my phone tightly. "Sister Yan, can I cry loudly?"

Zhang Yan didn't answer for a long time before replying, "Xiaoruo, cry, Sister Yan is listening."

In the quiet room, I hugged my pillow, tears streaming down my face…

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