Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 300 A Belated Confession

After returning to the real world and resting for two days, Li Xuan lay on the sofa playing on his phone, idly playing a tower defense game. In two hours, he had already contributed two 88s. These game values ​​were meticulously calculated to just keep him, the Grand Judge of Fengdu, stuck in a limbo. He had an urge to take the Soul-Locking Chain to the game company to complain.

Just then, my phone vibrated, and a notification popped up.

Ok?
Someone actually sent me a message.

Two years ago, his classmates held a one-year reunion and invited him, but he couldn't attend because of his spiritual practice...

Li Xuan opened the chat window.

The strong rabbit: "Are you there?"

Who is this...?

When Li Xuan graduated, his classmates added each other on WeChat, hoping that if they did well in the future, they could help each other out.

Because so many people were added, there wasn't enough time to add notes to each one, so some friends with strange nicknames didn't know their real names.

Li Xuan: "?"

The strong rabbit: "It's been three years since graduation, how are you?"

Li Xuan: "?"

He clicked on the strong rabbit's profile; female. Thank goodness, it wasn't male. But he'd never been in a relationship before, so why was it asking him questions in a girlfriend-like tone?
Li Xuan simply asked directly, "May I ask who you are?"

The strong rabbit immediately displayed a "typing" status, and after a while, a few words finally appeared:
"Hello, Li Xuan, I am Liu Anning."

Liu Anning?!

Li Xuan remembered that it was indeed his classmate. She was a very hardworking girl who didn't wear makeup or indulge in entertainment. It was as if she entered the school with a mission, and from her first year until graduation, she was always studying, either working hard or on her way to working hard...

He was considered a talented student who worked very hard in school, so he had a strong impression of those classmates who worked exceptionally hard.

Open Liu Anning's contact and type her her real name.

He replied, "Long time no see, Liu Anning."

The reply was slow, and it took a while before a message came: "Li Xuan, tonight is our third-anniversary class reunion. Will you be attending this year?"

Li Xuan typed "Sorry" and was about to send it.

The other party's status bar kept showing "typing," and after waiting for a while without receiving any messages, just as he was about to send a rejection message, a message popped up in the chat window: "Can I invite you to come this year?"

Li Xuan remained silent for a while, then deleted the text one by one. It had been a long time since he had seen his classmates.

He replied, "Okay."

Liu Anning immediately replied with a nodding rabbit emoji.

Li Xuan opened the classmate group chat that had been on Do Not Disturb for three years and found it to be very lively. Someone had shared the address of a three-star hotel, which was not far away and reasonably priced.

Night falls.

In reality, it was already autumn, with a slightly cool breeze. Li Xuan, wearing a long-sleeved striped shirt and jeans, rode a shared electric scooter to the hotel where the class reunion was held. Based on the information, he went up to the third floor and opened the door to a private room.

In three years, the students have changed almost drastically.

Li Xuan stood at the door, thinking he had gone to the wrong place, and it took him a while to realize what was happening.

The students, who were once full of youthful energy, seemed to have had their spirit drained. Regardless of gender, the light in their eyes had faded. They smiled and nodded in acknowledgment, becoming more composed and unfamiliar.

A young man in a suit hung up the phone and looked at Li Xuan in surprise: "Li Xuan? It really is you! How come you're getting younger and younger? Three years have passed, and you've returned like a dragon king, completely rejuvenated. Unlike us, we've been beaten down by society..."

This young man is named Wang Chao. He is Li Xuan's roommate in the dormitory and sleeps in the bed opposite Li Xuan.

He immediately invited Li Xuan to sit down.

The students were very enthusiastic, and there were no instances of showing off or being embarrassed. Instead, they were mostly reminiscing about their time at school or cherishing a particular period of their youth.

Li Xuan sat in the chair and glanced around; several classmates were not present.

This included Liu Anning, who had invited him. He asked, "Where is Liu Anning?"

The moment those three words were uttered, the gathering fell silent, and the students' expressions were all somewhat complicated...

Wang Chao carefully observed Li Xuan's expression, which seemed genuine, and sighed, saying, "She's dead."

Li Xuan's eyes widened immediately: "Dead?"

He took out his phone and opened Liu Anning's chat window. They had indeed chatted today. Could it be a ghost? Impossible. Even the Gongcao (a high-ranking official) had difficulty manifesting in the real world. Could there be such a powerful ghost?
Moreover, a year ago I traveled all over the world and had all sorts of experiences.

He was certain that there were no ghosts in the real world, and that the only person who controlled supernatural powers was himself...

He calmed himself down and asked, "How did he die?"

Wang Chao said, "Suicide."

Li Xuan preferred to hear the word "accident".

Wang Chao said, "She committed suicide not long after graduation. It's such a pity. She had such high GPAs and I heard she got a good job with a promising future..."

Li Xuan didn't know much about Liu Anning's family.

Wang Chao said, "In previous years, her mother would attend the class reunion in her place. It's strange that she didn't come this year."

Li Xuan now knew who "Liu Anning" was, most likely her mother.

Just then, the door to the private room opened, and a woman in her sixties entered. She was dressed simply but neatly, with a ponytail, and her face was sallow and haggard…

The woman's gaze immediately fell on Li Xuan. She raised her phone and said somewhat awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I was chatting with you using An Ning's number, Li Xuan."

Only the older generation used to chat in such a formal and rigid manner.

Li Xuan stood up: "Auntie, what's wrong?"

Anning's mother walked over, took out several file folders from her bag, and said, "Excuse me, I have some things I'd like you to look at..."

Those around her wanted to see it, but Anning's mother stopped them: "I'm sorry, everyone, this is what Anning wrote to Li Xuan."

The students sat back down, exchanging glances, and could roughly guess what it was...

Because the document bag contained all sorts of papers, and even paper hearts.

Everyone has a youthful, awkward phase.

Li Xuan carefully examined each of the documents, and found that most of the contents were related to himself, with the earliest record dating back to the second semester of his freshman year.

Among the various old papers were ballpoint pens, black pens, and even pencils, filled with all sorts of his life experiences...

Liu Anning seemed to have transformed into Li Xuan's personal diary writer, recording his university life bit by bit, as if he were writing a novel, even writing down his expressions and mannerisms.

Many of these events were unclear even to Li Xuan himself, and he didn't know whether they had actually happened.

He saw a notebook, opened it, and found it filled with all the little things he had shared with Liu Anning, such as their chance encounter in the cafeteria in the morning and a greeting during a night run, each entry containing at least two hundred words.

There are some red words inside, all of which are Liu Anning's inner monologues.

she……

There was no concealment whatsoever; every word was filled with affection.

She admires him, Li Xuan.

It all started when Li Xuan, at the request of the security guard, went to replace the broken padlock on the school rooftop. He encountered Liu Anning standing by the railing, crying. Presumably upset about something—there were so many stories like this on university campuses—Li Xuan casually offered a word of comfort.
"Tears will only make your excellent self riddled with holes. Now... wipe away your tears and become strong."

He was in a hurry to change the lock.

So he said.

(End of this chapter)