The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

Based on bias's incredibly abstract description, Yu Lian finally managed to dredge up a person from her memory.

When she was in her second year of high school, her parents had a terrible fight, like what felt like the umpteenth world war at home. All they did was curse at each other and throw things around. Worried that Yu Lian would be scared, her mother sent her to stay with her uncle for a week.

Her uncle's family didn't live in S City, so she could only take a week off from school. Living under someone else's roof wasn't a pleasant experience, so Yu Lian remembered this period quite vividly.

I also happened to remember the male classmate who was watching the movie.

The school building was quiet during the lunch break; you could hear the echoes of footsteps in the corridor. Yu Lian had just climbed to the 4th floor and hadn't even had time to catch her breath when she heard a jumble of moaning sounds coming from her classroom: "OMG," "nice nice," "oh babe," "good girl."

Watching movies is one thing, but not wearing headphones and turning the volume up deafeningly loud, it's almost like they're going to the school radio station.

The worst part is that they watch American and European movies, and even at times like this, they try to get others involved and secretly practice their English listening skills.

Yu Lian was wondering which genius classmate in their class could do such a thing, but when she entered the classroom, she found that it was someone she had never seen before.

He was tall and strong, leaning on her desk. Even in a prestigious high school where appearance was strictly enforced, he wore black diamond earrings, and his hair was so short that the head teacher would chase after him with scissors to cut it.

A petty thug.

Yu Lian glanced at him twice to make sure both of his hands were on it before daring to go over.

Cut off his film first.

When the boy looked up, his expression showed no remorse for having done something against public order and good morals. He raised one eyebrow and stared straight at him with his long, narrow phoenix eyes.

Yu Lian was clearly annoyed and thought he was going to scold her.

The next second, she smiled sweetly and obediently at her, showing off her perfect eight teeth. She even casually ruffled her hair a couple of times, smoothing out her bangs.

It was because of this bizarre change in expression that Yu Lian looked at him for a few more seconds.

Then I told him to get lost.

High school was the time when Yu Lian was at her most innocent, most hateful, most twisted, and most misanthropic. Even though he was handsome, she never wanted to get to know him. To this day, Yu Lian doesn't even know his name.

"You're the one who watched the movie?" Yu Lian finally spoke, without any surprise or joy at seeing an old classmate. Instead, she was unhappy. "Then tell me, what do you mean by 'we've talked before'? I haven't dated anyone since high school."

Bias was in a gunfight when he heard her words, his hand trembled, and he was instantly killed by the enemy's bullet. On one hand, he was angry that Yu Lian had directly denied their beautiful past; on the other hand, he hesitated whether to tell her about how he had spent money to trick her into an online relationship and then been dumped by her so abruptly.

  

It's not a very honorable thing to say.

That's just like a bootlicker.

He changed the subject: "You didn't date in high school? I clearly saw you kissing a guy in the corridor."

"What?" Yu Lian frowned, immediately denying it. "I would never kiss a guy in high school, okay? You're in the same school as me, how could you not know I'm dating?"

In such a small place as a high school, everyone loved to gossip. Who was pretty, who was good at studying, whose parents were incredibly powerful, and who was dating. Yu Lian was very famous in that high school; everyone in the grade, from teachers to students, knew her.

If she were to start a relationship, the whole school would probably know.

Bias paused.

he does not know.

He won't know.

After seeing Yu Lian kissing a man that day, he ran away from school, wanting to drown his sorrows in alcohol. He opened all the bottles of liquor his father had at home and drank like there was no tomorrow, crying as he drank.

He drank quickly, and I don't know how many sips or bottles he drank before his hands started shaking, his heart was pounding, and he felt extremely dizzy.

Her voice kept echoing in his head. He thought it was because he missed her so much that he drank even harder, trying to forget her.

A few days later, I woke up in the ICU and found out that I was allergic to alcohol.

If his mother hadn't discovered it early, he would probably be two years old and running by now.

Amidst the strong smell of disinfectant in the ICU and her mother's tears, Jiang Shaoheng said to her mother in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you say you were going to send me abroad to study? Let's go tomorrow."

What he really wanted to say was, "Yu Lian, go to hell! I don't want to like her anymore."

Jiang Shaoheng did not have a good time during his two years abroad. He had to pay for his studies in China and had hardly attended any classes. When he stood on foreign soil, he didn't even know if there were 26 or 36 letters in the English alphabet.

He even refused his parents' suggestion to send someone to take care of him. I don't know who he was competing with or punishing, but he was playing a survival simulator as if he was asking for trouble.

His father said he'd drunk himself silly. Now he had another excuse to have an affair and wanted to have another child to carry on the family line. His mother also thought he'd gone mad and flew abroad several times to see him, afraid he might actually die overseas.

He didn't tell anyone, but he found that living a little harder and more difficult life was the only way to temporarily stop thinking about Yu Lian.

He really misses her.

Every minute and every second.

As long as his heart is beating, he will think of her.

Is she doing well? Does she still arrive late for morning self-study? Are there still so many boys going to see her through the back gate? Is her senior year of high school tiring? Did she do well on the college entrance exam? Did she have fun during the summer vacation? Is she adjusting well to university?

Did you break up with that guy?

"You really didn't date anyone in high school?" His voice trembled as he asked this question.

"No, we didn't kiss. Why do you say that?" Yu Lian was oblivious to his emotions and was still unhappy on her own.

"I don't even remember what my high school classmates look like anymore. The only reason I remember you is because you were watching porn in my seat, which was just too outrageous. You've mistaken me for someone else and are spreading rumors about me."

"Besides, I've never even talked to you about it."

Jiang Shaoheng could barely hear what Yu Lian was saying after that. The scene he thought he would never forget resurfaced in his mind, playing back frame by frame in slow motion.

It has no lips.

I couldn't see the lips.

He didn't see it.

After Yu Lian finished speaking and didn't hear a reply from Bias for a long time, she lost patience, gave him a few harsh "feeds" in a bad tone, and was about to curse him.

There was finally some movement over there.

The man's voice was very urgent, and before he could finish the last word, there was a loud ripping sound as his earphones were ripped off.

It slammed onto the table with a thud.

"I'm coming to find you. Now."