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Okay, to put it bluntly, I have two apologies.
First, I had some health issues this week, and I didn't reach the promised word count of over 10,000.
I'm very sorry.
Second, my child was sick last week, and I rushed to finish the manuscript ,
which resulted in a huge bug. Meng Xiaohan once blocked those two outside the karaoke bar, but when they bumped into each other outside the study room, they acted like they didn't know each other.
So this week, I moved up a plot point to make up for this mistake and to make the logic work. 　　It
might still be a bit awkward, but it's the last thing I could think of. Please forgive me.
I'm very sorry.
Um... that's it. 　　*bows deeply* 　　This article was first published on Dongshengzhou Related Enterprises, Tianxiang Chinese Literature, and Forbidden Bookstore. 　　Please retain this paragraph when reprinting. Thank you. 　　********** 　　... 　　He wanted to stop Yang Nan and have her stay home so he could call Zhang Xingyu over for a proper talk. 　　He felt that with just the three of them, the situation would be under control, no matter what happened. 　　Once they got back to the girls' dormitory, with so many onlookers—some jeering, some teasing, some just waiting 　　for the joke to spread—things could easily spiral out of control. 　　But Yang Nan didn't agree. 　　"Zhao Tao, a dozen girls are listening. Zhang Xingyu practically slapped me in the face. Whether she wants a 　　slap or just a handshake, how will I know if I don't go?" 　　"If I call her over, you'll know the same way, won't you?" 　　"It's different. When we see you, we have to pretend. When we don't see you, that's the real story." Yang Nan quickly dressed 　　. "You stay home and sleep. You have class tomorrow morning. Even if she wants to kill me, she'll have to see if her skinny arms 　　have the strength. Bye-bye." 　　He opened his mouth, only to realize that in an empty room, anything he said would be a one-man show. 　　He suddenly realized that his belief in controlling each girl was nothing but an illusion. It turned out that, apart from Yu Bei, 　　no one was truly obedient or subservient to him. 　　He wanted to relax, but his mind was a mess. He couldn't even beat a minion in a game, and he 　　kept forgetting the beginning of novels while reading, all while experiencing intermittent headaches. 　　He could only lie down, trying to fall asleep. 　　He had never experienced anything like this before. He thought that since these girls were all hopelessly in love with him, he 　　could simply coax them one by one, and eventually they would all be a harmonious family, swaying their hips on a big bed while he fucked 　　them hole by hole, a scene of debauchery. 　　Zhang Xingyu's appearance had constantly shaken this idea, and now, a huge 　　crack had appeared at its root. 　　Yes, Zhang Xingyu had said on the phone that she was willing to be the third, but he knew that was for the other girls' ears 　　; it was a declaration of war, a desperate act after she had reached the edge of a precipice with no way back. 　　She was no longer willing to endure the shame of being a clandestine lover, unable to speak or act, forced to meet secretly 　　. She wanted to be by his side legitimately, striving for the three words she longed for, even if… 　　it meant losing the face she once valued most. 　　She was like a soldier who had cast aside all burdens and supplies, covered in blood, charging towards a distant goal; 　　that resolute determination might be burning through all her energy. 　　What if… there was no result? Or what if there was a result, but it wasn't what she wanted? Or what if 　　the result was discovered to be a lie? Zhao Tao couldn't help but shudder. The image of Li Jie entering the bathroom and 　　then emerging, her face calm and expressionless, her eyes seemingly completely dried up, 　　flashed before his eyes . 　　He clutched his head, a deep-seated fear gripping him. For the first time, he realized that the spell he had so enthusiastically cast 　　had ultimately woven a giant spiderweb, unknowingly trapping him within, rendering him immobile. 　　Love should not be underestimated… There is a reason why love that lasts until death is so precious. 　　Will treating it lightly lead to such an end? 　　Zhang Xingyu's red dress, her red lips, her pale face, and her short, jet-black hair kept flashing before his eyes 　　, making him uncontrollably recall a TV series he had once watched—"Detective Investigation Files," in which Guo Aiming 　　played Lan Jiawen. 　　Love to the extreme is madness… Without madness, there is no life… You jump, I jump… 　　A string of incoherent lines danced and screamed in his mind, swirling and converging into the silhouette of a woman. 　　That shadow sat on the bed, gazing at a small, iron-barred window. Slowly, she forcefully 　　pulled something from between her legs, tilted her head back, and pressed it against her slender neck. 　　The small thing slowly slid across her face, a hint of relief appearing on her dark, shadowy face 　　, along with another bloody gash below, revealing two glaring crescent moons, 　　one white and one red. 　　"I heard it all... I heard it all! I! Heard! Everything!" 　　Li Jie's voice grew louder and louder, closer and closer, transforming from a faint, mournful accusation into a thunderous roar in his ears 　　! 　　"Ahhh—!" Zhao Tao screamed and rolled off the bed. He realized that he had unknowingly 　　fallen asleep, trapped in a nightmare he dared not recall. 　　"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... really... really sorry... I didn't want you to die, I didn't want you to die 　　..." Before, when he had nightmares, he would wake up to find Yu Bei's warm, soft embrace surrounding him, her kisses and 　　caresses gradually calming him down. But now there was nothing, no one was there. 　　Jin Lin disdained this inexplicable love, and even more so, his颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly 　　, but it implies a state of being decadent, listless, or dispirited) and incompetent state. 　　Meng Xiaohan was struggling desperately, wanting to break free from the shackles of love and escape. 　　Zhang Xingyu has been completely transformed by love. What she clings to isn't so much him, but rather the kind of love she dreams of – a 　　love that is mutual, unwavering, and selfless. 　　Meanwhile, Yang Nan is meeting with Zhang Xingyu, and from the look in her eyes as she leaves, it's clear she has no intention of letting Zhang...

Xingyu hadn't stepped out of her "plaything" persona even once. The only person she truly acknowledged was Yu Bei, her unquestionable,
official girlfriend.
Yu Bei wasn't there.
He'd never missed Yu Bei as much as he did at that moment.
He glanced at his watch, picked up his phone, and frantically dialed Yu Bei's number. His trembling hand nearly dropped the phone;
he quickly grabbed his wrist with his other hand and pressed it to his ear.
But after a while, all he heard was a monotone, recorded female voice repeatedly saying, "Sorry,
the number you dialed is currently switched off. Sorry, the subscribery's official
edition. I'm sorry..."
Right... the college entrance exam was in June, and she was a repeat student. She even wanted to visit him during the May Day holiday. Now was the
time to make a good impression; he dared not keep his phone on.
He put down his phone, pulled up the covers, curled up into a ball, hugged his knees, and tried to fall asleep again.
But the nightmare wouldn't let him go, just like during the most painful time. The moment he closed his eyes, it would invade
, its monstrous form baring its fangs and claws.
He forced himself to close his eyes tightly, to sleep… It wasn't a big deal. Zhang Xingyu was just jealous and couldn't stand it. He'd
give her a dozen
or so orgasms later, and it would all be over. Jin Lin
was just looking for an excuse. He'd work hard and become someone decent enough, then she'd definitely take off her pants.
Meng Xiaohan wanted to run away? With the Love-Locking Curse, could
she really escape? Could she really escape?
Could he really escape?
In his hazy consciousness, all the elements of the nightmare began to cycle through his mind.
Finally, just like every time before, a face of a resentful boy, filled with venom and curses, appeared.
Accompanied by the words he could never forget:
"You remember this, it's all your fault!"
He clutched his head in anguish, screaming silently, tears streaming down his face.
Why…why did you leave…
If you were still here…everything wouldn’t be like this…
it wouldn’t be like this…
it absolutely wouldn’t be like this…
“Really?”
A clear female voice, filled with sarcasm, asked coldly.
He shuddered, completely awake.
From then on, he didn’t sleep a wink all night.
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Not long ago, Zhao Tao was still mocking Jin Lin’s boyfriend, saying that being caught cheating in bed was such a small matter, why was he so scared
, so overwhelmed by Jin Lin?
Now he realized that he wasn’t even the pot calling the kettle black.
Zhang Xingyu’s public announcement this time not only made him uneasy and had nightmares until he finally fell asleep in the morning, but also gave him
a fever.
Realizing that he was sick, Zhao Tao stumbled through the cotton balls to find a thermometer, went back to bed and took his temperature
: 39.7 degrees Celsius.
His vision went black, and he almost fainted.
That’s it…that’s it. He picked up his phone tremblingly and made a formal decision in his heart: he
would cherish what he had now. He already had three girlfriends; one should be content.
Yes, that's right, Meng Xiaohan and Jin Lin are still locked up by him, but they're both determined, they'll definitely be able to cut
their ties, right?
He should appease the people around him first before thinking about anything else.
Otherwise, he's afraid that one day he'll wake up to find his room covered in
"I love you" written in Zhang Xingyu's blood.
He'll try his best to love her, without deceiving her, and when their relationship progresses to the right point, he'll sincerely
say "I love you." As for the future after that, to hell with it.
Yang Nan's phone rang a few times. When she answered, her voice came from the other end, "What's up? I'm in class.
Where are you? I'm going to your classroom, why aren't you there? You're not planning to hide at home forever, are you?"
"Xiao Nan, I... I have a fever, 39 degrees... I... I can't even get out of bed."
No need for acting, Zhao Tao only needs to honestly show his discomfort, that's enough.
"Ah?" After a brief exclamation, Yang Nan replied without hesitation, "The paracetamol is
in the second drawer from the top on the left side of the desk. Wait for me."
Then, the phone hung up.
Zhao Tao heard Yang Nan's anxious and flustered tone, his eyes stung, and he covered his face with his hand. Unexpectedly, after waiting for about five minutes, the door opened, and 　　Zhang Xingyu
rushed in, her short hair slightly disheveled . 　　"Huh?" He was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Where's Yang Nan?" 　　Zhang Xingyu strode to the bedside, bent down to meet his forehead, lifted the blanket to check that his clothes were still 　　on, and then simply picked him up, supporting him by one arm. "Come on, to the hospital." 　　"Okay." He nodded obediently, intimidated by Zhang Xingyu's imposing manner, which was no less than yesterday, and dared not say more, 　　only muttering softly, "Why did you get here first..." 　　"I was next to her. If she had been delayed, she would have been running around on the ground. I kicked open a bicycle lock, so of 　　course I was faster than her." Zhang Xingyu helped him to the door, pulled over a stool, squatted down, and helped him change his shoes. 　　Kicked open a bicycle lock? Zhao Tao was dumbfounded, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. 　　Just as she was putting on the second one, Yang Nan, her face flushed and panting, burst in through the door. She bent over, supporting herself on her knees 　　, and after a few deep breaths, looked up at Zhang Xingyu angrily, saying, "Zhang, how can you be like this! 　　You kicked my car lock and didn't even wait for me! I...I...if Zhao Tao hadn't been sick, I'd have dealt with you!" 　　"Who told you to dawdle and ask for leave? Don't you know a high fever can kill you!" Zhang Xingyu glared 　　back, pointing at Zhao Tao's other arm. "Hurry up and help him! Feel how hot he is!" 　　Zhao Tao observed them and felt the situation wasn't too bad; both of them were fine, no fingernail 　　marks on their faces, and neither had a bruise. He tried to speak softly, "Don't...don't argue...let's...go to the hospital first, 　　okay?" 　　"No arguing. I'm just urging her to hurry up," Zhang Xingyu said softly with a smile.

Yang Nan snorted, came over and touched Zhao Tao's forehead, startled, and quickly burrowed under Zhao Tao's arm to lift him up
. "We had enough of a fight last night. Even if we fight again, it'll be a small one, not a full-blown brawl. Look at you, so easily
frightened, you even got sick!"
Zhao Tao chuckled dryly, "No... I was worried you two would fight, so I kept thinking about this and that, and before I knew it, I
hadn't slept all night and had nightmares."
"Nightmares again?" Yang Nan frowned, opened the door with her foot, and helped him out with Zhang Xingyu. She pulled him back, bumping
into him. "Xiao Bei said you make a lot of noise when you have nightmares, so I have to comfort you, but I didn't believe her. You... you don't get
a fever every time you have a nightmare, do you?"
"No, this time... this time I just happened to catch a chill from tossing and turning."
"What kind of nightmare was it?" Zhang Xingyu asked softly from the side, "
Is it similar to the times I dream about my cousin every now and then, or that jerk pointing fingers at me behind my back?"
"It's much more serious than your sentimental nonsense," Yang Nan said dismissively. "He keeps dreaming about
that female teacher who committed suicide for him."
Zhang Xingyu gasped, then exclaimed, seemingly with a hint of envy, "So that's why
you keep dreaming about her..."
"Xingyu, it's a nightmare, a nightmare. I hate everything in nightmares. If you appear in my nightmares,
I'll hate you for the rest of my life," Zhao Tao shuddered and quickly said earnestly.
"Okay, I understand." She smiled and didn't say anything more.
They thought they were going to the school hospital, but as soon as they reached the entrance, Zhang Xingyu had Yang Nan support Zhao Tao while she
hailed a taxi by the roadside.
“Xingyu, let’s go to the school hospital… the hospitals in the city are ridiculously expensive,” Zhao Tao quickly said. “It’s just
a fever, it’s not worth spending that money.”
“No, your fever is too high. What if it’s pneumonia?” Zhang Xingyu said without hesitation, then turned her head and
smiled, “It’s okay, I still have more than two thousand yuan in living expenses for this semester, I’ll withdraw it all in a bit. If it’s not enough, I’ll
borrow from home.”
Yang Nan said unconvinced, “I also have more than a thousand yuan, let’s go, let’s go to the city hospital.”
His head was dizzy, his body was cold and aching, and he was unsteady on his feet. When Zhang Xingyu said that,
he really felt a burning pain from his throat to his chest. And at this moment, he had no say in the matter, so he had no choice but to obediently
let the two girls help him into the car.
Neither of them would move to the front seat, insisting on squeezing into the back. Zhang Xingyu shifted her position, pulling Zhao Tao over so
he could rest his head against her soft chest, and said, "Driver, to the nearest hospital."
The driver curiously glanced at the strange situation of the three in the back, clicked his tongue, and drove
off without saying a word.
The nearest hospital to their school was a district hospital four blocks away, and they arrived before even using up the starting fare.
The two girls worked together quite well; Yang Nan, being physically strong, supported them the whole time, while Zhang Xingyu, having withdrawn the money, busied herself
with registration.
After a morning of blood tests and X-rays, the diagnosis was a respiratory infection with slight lung inflammation, but the rales
weren't obvious, so the problem wasn't too serious; hospitalization and IV fluids were the solution.
After making several copies of the diagnosis, Yang Nan called a car to go back and ask his advisor for leave, while Zhang Xingyu busied herself
helping him get into bed and start the IV.
When the young nurse came in to give him the injection, she smiled and said, "Your girlfriend is so beautiful and virtuous.
You're so lucky."
Zhang Xingyu filled a mineral water bottle with hot water, wrapped a towel around it, and placed it next to his arm, saying softly, "Not at all,
I'm content as long as he doesn't mind."
"Wow, young man, you're quite popular." The nurse seemed a little surprised. After giving him the injection and hanging up the IV, she left,
glancing back several times.
From the nurse's look before she left, Zhao Tao was even more certain that, in
the eyes of unrelated outsiders, these three girls who were willing to be his girlfriends were all people he was utterly unworthy of.
He dared to say that the nurse must have been thinking, "What's wrong with this pretty girl? Is this patient
really that rich?"
Unconsciously, his eyes welled up with tears. Looking into Zhang Xingyu's eyes, so focused on him that nothing else mattered,
he took her hand and gently placed it on his face, softly saying, "I'm sorry, Xingyu, it's my fault...
I made you suffer."
"I'm not wronged," she said, lowering her head and gently kissing his still-warm forehead, her voice like
a dream, "I finally realized that being able to be with you openly and honestly, what do other people's opinions matter? This way...
you have no excuse to leave me."
It wasn't until they started chatting casually that Zhao Tao learned what had happened after the phone call.
While Yang Nan went to the podium to ask for leave, Zhang Xingyu stood up without a care in the world,
entrusted her books and pen to her roommate, and told the teacher directly, "My boyfriend is sick, just record it as an absence."
Then, leaving the stunned professor behind, she ran out like the wind.
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Zhao Tao originally wanted to talk to Zhang Xingyu. While Yang Nan was away helping him get leave, he felt that Zhang Xingyu
wouldn't lie to him or hide anything now—it was this obedience that concealed such intense emotions that
it sent chills down his spine.
But he simply couldn't hold on any longer. He
hadn't slept for almost thirty hours, his mind felt foggy, and
the aches and pains from the fever were rapidly draining his energy. He felt that even if he asked, Zhang Xingyu's answer
would likely be forgotten by the time he woke up.
"Get some sleep. You had a nightmare last night; you must not have rested well." Zhang Xingyu squatted beside the bed, her delicate
face at eye level with his, as if wanting him to adjust to her new look sooner.
"Xingyu…promise me, no matter what happens, don't do anything foolish, okay? Don't hurt yourself,
and don't hurt others, okay?" He forced out his last bit of strength, voicing his greatest worry.
Zhang Xingyu seemed completely unsurprised, her dark eyes fixed on him as she softly said, "Zhao Tao,
can you promise you'll never abandon me? No matter what happens, you won't break up with me, okay?"
"I swear, I will never break up with you. No matter where we are, until the seas dry up and the rocks crumble, our relationship will always be one of love
, until death do us part." He said this with utmost solemnity, fearing that future nightmares would be written into a new chapter.
If that were to happen, even ten or eight Yu Beis wouldn't be able to comfort him again.
Zhang Xingyu smiled sweetly, leaned closer to him, and kissed him lightly, seemingly unafraid of being contagious. She said softly, "Then,
I won't do anything foolish. The kind you think I'm doing."
She then tossed her short hair aside, pulled down the zipper of her shirt to reveal a glimpse of her white
neckline. "Let's not dwell on the past, shall we?"
"Yeah, let's not." Zhao Tao sighed, the tension in his mind finally relaxing.
"I only look to the future, and... your new hairstyle is quite nice, but I prefer you in pretty little
dresses."
Zhang Xingyu nodded, smiling. "I know, you should rest. There are three bottles in total; by the time you wake up,
they'll definitely be finished."
Zhao Tao hummed in agreement and slowly closed his eyes.
The darkness that enveloped him finally didn't drag him back into nightmares, but instead brought him a long-awaited
sleepiness.
He was indeed sleeping soundly; he didn't even realize when his dressing was changed or the needles were removed. When he opened his eyes again, it was already
close to dusk. The person beside his bed had changed from Zhang Xingyu, who was squatting, to Yang Nan, who was sitting on a small stool.
The small, empty room for two now housed an elderly man coughing violently, and an elderly
woman with a full head of white hair was busy taking care of him.
Zhao Tao had been awakened by the coughing, which made his own throat itch. Before he knew it, it had become
a burning hot ball, causing him to cough loudly, a dull ache in his chest.
Seeing that he was awake, Yang Nan handed him a glass of water. "Here, drink some quickly. You've been coughing for hours while you were sleeping. If Zhang Xingyu hadn't stopped me,
I would have woken you up to give you water."
Uh… so it wasn't the old man's fault after all. He smiled, sat up, took the cup, and glanced at
his hand where the injection had been. The tape and cotton ball were still stuck to it; apparently, they hadn't bothered with it after the bleeding stopped. He took a sip, and
his burning throat finally felt a little better, but for some reason, his buttocks hurt. "I... I got an injection?"
Yang Nan curled her lip, disdainfully saying, "Zhang Xingyu did it. After your first bottle of fever reducer, your temperature didn't
go down, so she got impatient, checking your temperature every half hour on average. Even after it dropped to 38 degrees, she still wouldn't
stop. The doctor couldn't take it anymore and had the nurse give you another injection. You opened your eyes
and asked when they were giving you the medicine, don't you remember?"
"No, I was probably too sleepy, I can't remember at all." Zhao Tao smiled wryly, shifting his body to ease the
pain on the side where the injection had been. "Where's Xingyu? What's she doing? Buying food?"
"Buying food? She probably can't afford to right now," Yang Nan said with a hint of schadenfreude. "I got
a scolding when I asked for leave for you. The counselor told me to get Zhang Xingyu to come see her as soon as I got back. I don't know which girl was so
foul-mouthed as to tell the counselor about our latest situation. And guess what? Zhang Xingyu waited until your fever dropped to
36.4 degrees Celsius before leaving. It was already 5:30 PM. The counselor called in the middle of it, and she just glanced at it and hung up and turned off her phone
. Let me tell you, if she doesn't get a major disciplinary action this time, I'll change my surname to hers."
Zhao Tao closed his eyes, sinking back into that vague sense of dread.
Both Yu Bei and Zhang Xingyu loved him wholeheartedly,
but Yu Bei's thought was that she would die for him at any time. Zhang Xingyu, however, gave him the feeling that she would kill anyone who stood in her way for him.
After a long pause, he finally managed to say, "This is just too much of a waste..."
Yang Nan raised an eyebrow, picked up an apple from the table (which she had bought sometime ago), and clumsily began peeling it.
"Everyone has things they consider worthwhile. If you happen to be in a situation where love is the most important thing, what can you do? Let me
tell you, I bet you anything, if you have a high fever today, Zhang Xingyu definitely won't go back to school
to see the counselor. Even if you get expelled tomorrow, she probably won't care."
She pointed to her temple and said with a sigh, "I don't know how you did it, but out of all her
options... I think you're the only one left."
"Well... I guess I'm charming," Zhao Tao said with a dry laugh, already calculating in his mind how he had unconsciously
started paying more attention to Zhang Xingyu.
Yang Nan was a carefree person, and having eaten and drunk her fill for so long, she probably wouldn't care too much if she took less.
But if Zhang Xingyu felt it wasn't enough, things could get really bad. He would rather adjust his emotions and try to be a little more biased towards her
.
And... to be honest, Zhao Tao's heart wasn't made of iron.
How could he not be moved by someone loving him so wholeheartedly?
After eating an apple that was almost shaved into an irregular polyhedron, Zhao Tao casually joked that Yang Nan was becoming more and more like
a cartoon character. The two joked around for a while before their children from the next bed arrived, at which point they calmed down.
The elderly couple in the next bed were quite prolific; it hadn't been long since they got off work, and their two sons and daughter arrived in a flurry. The daughter
even dragged her son-in-law along. After looking around the place, they started complaining about the poor environment. Within minutes, they took out their
phones to call acquaintances to arrange a place, helped the old lady pack her things, and in that short time, before the hospital's
report for the old man was even out, the whole family had completed the transfer and left.
Suddenly, only Zhao Tao's bed was left in the room.
"This is fine too, at least I have a place to sleep tonight," Yang Nan glanced at the empty bed and chuckled
.
“By the way, you didn’t attend any classes today either… It’s not appropriate for the two of you to take leave like this, is it?
Actually, it’s fine if no one’s here when I’m not getting an IV.” He quickly said softly, “Look, I’m already feeling
much better.”
“I don’t need to ask for leave again. I’ll go back to teaching and handling attendance starting tomorrow.” Yang Nan pouted,
“Anyway, one of hers is more than enough for you, at least equivalent to three special nurses. You know, when I came back,
she was staring at your hand with those big eyes, not even offering to go out and buy a stool, just squatting there, one hand holding
your arm so you wouldn’t move and the needle wouldn’t move. When she called for help, she was squatting for so long she felt dizzy. I’m speechless…
She definitely won’t go to class, just let her watch over you.”
“That works too.” Zhao Tao forced a smile, trying to move the corners of his lips. “You can take the night shift, it’ll be
a rotation.”
“That’s hard to say. It’ll probably be her again tonight.” Yang Nan said with certainty. “I can’t find an excuse not to let
her stay here, why don’t you try?”
“There’s only one bed here.”
“She can’t sleep on the floor with you without anything laid out. I bet you?”
“It’s not good to rest here.”
“Then she’ll definitely want me to leave even more. Doesn’t she have to go to class the next day, you idiot.”
“Tsk…then…just say you want to stay with me.”
“Then she’ll definitely not leave if I stay too. I might as well go back.”
Zhao Tao scratched his hair in frustration, becoming more and more certain that, perhaps, Zhang Xingyu was even more
difficult for him to deal with than Jin Lin.
He had always thought that Zhang Xingyu’s intense love, taken to its extreme, would be unconditional obedience, but he never imagined that
there would be an even more extreme loss of control afterward.
Even now, he still feels uneasy, as if the Grim Reaper's scythe of the Love-Loving Curse is flashing with
a chilling light that sends shivers down his spine.
"Alright, if she comes, you should go back."
"She probably won't be here early. You know what kind of temper our advisor has. She threw a load of crap at the teachers in front of them
; two hours of scolding is the least she can get." Yang Nan glanced at the sky outside, got up, grabbed his coat, and said, "I'm going to buy some food.
Are you alright?"
He deliberately glared at him. "I feel much better, not so weak anymore. Go on."
After Yang Nan left, Zhao Tao leaned against the headboard and turned to see Yang Nan bring over his charger from home, then leaned over and
plugged it in.
Before he could even put his phone, which had very little battery left, back in the socket, it started vibrating.
He looked at the screen: Meng Xiaohan.
"Hey, Xiaohan, what's up?"
The voice on the other end was almost deliberately gentle. "Zhao Tao, I... I don't have class tonight. Are you... are you still coming to
study together? I'm in room 209 of building D, I've already reserved a spot."
"Ah..." Zhao Tao was worried she wouldn't be able to resist coming over to see him, so he quickly said, "I'm not at school, something
came up, I'm out. If not, you can go by yourself."
Meng Xiaohan seemed to be stunned for a moment, not replying for several seconds. Then, in a tone as if she was holding back something, she said
, "Zhao Tao, studying, especially learning a language that isn't your native tongue, requires perseverance, patience,
persistence, and effort. If you can't even do that, then you don't even have the right to talk about talent. Don't worry about your girlfriends...
I'll explain to them that I'm just teaching you to read."
Zhao Tao cleared his throat, but still couldn't help coughing twice, so he had to tell the truth: "Xiaohan, it's not that I don't
want to go, I... I'm sick, I had a fever and missed class all day."
Meng Xiaohan asked in confusion, "But I went to the school hospital to see a classmate before dinner, and I didn't see you there."
"Oh, I'm getting an IV drip outside. Um... what's the name of this hospital again?" His mind was a little foggy, and
he couldn't remember for a moment.
Then, in those few seconds, Meng Xiaohan's tone suddenly changed.
"Zhao Tao, you... you're lying to me again."
"Huh?"
"I know you don't like studying. If you didn't want to come, just say so. Why... make up such a pointless excuse
? Or has lying to me become a habit of yours?"
Zhao Tao panicked a little and quickly said, "No, Xiaohan, I'm really sick. What are you talking about
? Maybe you should..."
"Enough!" Meng Xiaohan shouted angrily, "Zhao Tao, I'm doing this for your own good. It's because I like
you, and I want to see you strive for improvement. That's why I pretend not to know anything time and time again. Does lying to me give you
a sense of accomplishment? Do I look so honest and easy to fool? Does it make you feel so proud after you get away with it
? Is it so fun to tease me?!"
A string of rapid-fire words burst from her mouth, incredibly harsh.
"You were the one who offered to tutor you and study with you, and now you're making up an excuse that you're
sick, even skipping the almost inexpensive school clinic to go outside! Do you think I'm stupid?"
"I saw you and Zhang Xingyu coming out of the same place in the county, and you bragged about it to me
so proudly. But when you came back, you two didn't seem to be pretending not to know each other at all. After study,
when I said I'd test you to see if you were lying, and that Zhang Xingyu seemed angry, you
completely forgot what you said before. You told me such a big lie outside the KTV, just to
see me upset?!"
"Back in that county, everything you said about Teacher Yu was a lie!
After we came back, Yu Tianqiu came to see me three times, each time subtly inquiring about you. Can you honestly say nothing
happened that night?"
"I wanted to go back to school with you after winter break, but you lied to me and made me stay a week late with some excuse. Do you know
how I felt when the teacher looked at me with disappointment?"
"When we went home together, you deliberately kissed me, leaving a mark that made me feel
like I was sleeping on a landmine every day, carefully hiding until it faded. If my parents saw it, I'd be finished, you know that!"
"Let's get straight to the point, let me go back to the beginning, Zhao Tao, you…you wrote me a note saying you liked me, was
n't that also a lie? Be honest this time, tell me, okay?"
The last sentence was choked with sobs, and his emotions were on the verge of collapse. "
A child who lies will swallow a thousand needles…" Damn it! How could he have forgotten that line from that cartoon!
With a bitter taste in his mouth, Zhao Tao could only start by explaining: "Xiaohan, believe me, I really didn't lie to you,
I'll…"
A long beep.
His phone had run out of battery and shut down automatically.

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