When their lovely childhood friend returned, they were all in a panic!

Luo Qingyan's intuition told her that the situation was extremely dangerous.

Luo Qingyan took a few steps back, looking at the blond-haired man with some fear.

The blond-haired man was a head taller than her when he stood up, and he looked fierce and menacing.

"Hehe, she finally fell for it. She's actually quite pretty."

The blond-haired man stuck out his tongue and licked his lips before stepping out from the threshold.

He didn't care that the rain was soaking him, and walked step by step toward Luo Qingyan.

Luo Qingyan trembled with fear, her legs going weak.

She turned to run out of the alley, but found two people blocking the entrance.

Both men were burly and strong, one of whom was holding a stick.

When...

A feeling of despair rose from the bottom of Luo Qingyan's heart.

"Little beauty, where do you think you're going? If you serve us well, we'll let you go."

The blond-haired man laughed, his expression quite fierce.

Luo Qingyan looked left and right, her peach blossom eyes almost overflowing with fear.

"No! Someone, come quick!"

"Help!"

Luo Qingyan screamed for help, but the blond-haired man walked over unhurriedly, as if he had everything under control.

"Keep this girl's mouth shut, so no passersby can hear!"

"Be quicker!"

As the three people surrounded her, fear and cowardice immediately overwhelmed Luo Qingyan.

My legs went limp, like tofu.

Luo Qingyan slumped to the ground, the umbrella in her hand her last resort to protect herself.

"Damn it, you're in the way, still resisting?"

"If I don't teach you a lesson, you think I have no temper?"

"Help...please..."

"Someone come here..."

The umbrella was ruthlessly torn to shreds by the thugs, and Luo Qingyan huddled helplessly against the wall of the alley.

The only protective umbrella is gone...

The rain soaked her completely, and even though she was crying her eyes out, the three thugs showed no intention of letting Luo Qingyan go.

"Oh my, this little face is so innocent and pure, I like this type."

The blond-haired man grinned maliciously and stretched out his dirty hand toward Luo Qingyan.

Luo Qingyan tried her best to escape, but her limp legs couldn't muster any strength.

Despair filled Luo Qingyan's eyes.

Why...

I only showed a little kindness, and I'm being treated like this...

Can someone help me?

Just as my hand was about to touch her...

"Hey! I've already called the police."

A young boy's voice came through, sounding very strong.

Luo Qingyan glanced to the side and saw a boy about her age holding an umbrella in one hand and a small bag in the other.

Inside the bag were what looked like fever reducers sold in pharmacies.

Moreover, she felt like she had seen the boy's face before.

Luo Qingyan wanted to shout "Save me," but her body was trembling and she couldn't utter a word.

"Damn it, what kind of brat is this trying to ruin my plans?"

"I thought it was someone important, but it's just a kid."

The thugs stood up impatiently and focused all their attention on the boy.

The boy didn't say anything, and put the fever reducer and umbrella on the ground.

Then, with light steps, he raised both fists, one hand clenched to protect his right cheek.

This is a common fighting-style preparation.

"Fancy and overly complicated."

The burly man holding the stick scoffed and swung it at the boy.

The boy dodged to the side, then used the momentum of his waist and abdomen to turn and deliver a side kick that struck the big man squarely in the face.

"Ugh!"

The kick was powerful; the burly man spun around and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Seeing their companion fall asleep with a kick, the blond-haired man and the other big man looked at each other in bewilderment.

"This kid is actually a trained fighter."

"Come at me all at once, don't fight one by one."

The blond-haired man and the big man communicated briefly, and the two of them rushed forward together.

Seeing the blond-haired man throw a punch at him, the boy still dodged to the side.

Then, he swiftly grabbed the blond-haired man's wrist and struck his arm with his elbow.

"Ahhhhh!"

The blond-haired man let out a heart-wrenching scream, clutching his elbow-struck arm as he rolled on the ground.

"Damn it!"

After dealing with the blond-haired man, the boy didn't have time to dodge the big man's punch and was hit straight in the face.

"Hmm."

The boy let out a muffled groan, wiped his mouth, and got into a fight with the big man.

In the end, the boy's skills were superior.

The boy knocked all three thugs to the ground.

Luo Qingyan slumped to the ground, staring blankly at the boy's figure.

He wasn't wearing glasses; the rain had dampened his hair, slightly obscuring his thin face.

Although he had just been hit in the face, he didn't seem to be in much pain, and his expression was quite indifferent.

"It's alright, go home now."

The young man spoke softly and extended his hand to Luo Qingyan.

Luo Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then blankly grasped the boy's hand.

His hands were a bit rough, and his knuckles had a few calluses.

Judging from his previous fighting skills against thugs, he must have had some training.

With the boy's help, Luo Qingyan stood up, but she remained rooted to the spot, still reeling from the sudden turn of events.

The boy saw that Luo Qingyan didn't move, and then looked at her torn umbrella.

"Oh dear, your umbrella is broken."

After saying that, the boy turned around, picked up the umbrella he had just put down, and handed it to Luo Qingyan.

"I've given you my umbrella, now go home and stop showing off your kindness so casually."

There are more bad people than good people in this world.

After the boy finished speaking, he gave a gentle smile.

Luo Qingyan blankly accepted the umbrella the boy gave her, silently engraving his face in her heart.

"Wait a moment!"

Luo Qingyan wanted to ask the boy's name.

But the boy simply picked up his small bag.

"I can't say anymore, my sister is waiting for my medicine."

After saying that, the boy ran away without looking back.

He gave himself the umbrella and ran off in the rain.

Later, the police who arrived at the scene detained the three people.

When Luo Qingyan's parents learned of this, they were also very afraid that Luo Qingyan would suffer psychological trauma as a result.

After seeing the psychologist, Luo Qingyan spent a few more days playing before returning to school.

High school is the most crucial time in life, and every day is filled with busy studying.

But the boy's smile was etched in Luo Qingyan's mind and could not be erased.

After finishing an exam, Luo Qingyan took a walk with her best friend on the school path.

Suddenly, she saw a boy sitting on a bench not far away.

He was wearing headphones and listening quietly to the music playing.

Looking at his face, Luo Qingyan recalled the boy she had met on that desperate rainy night.

The two faces gradually overlapped, the only difference being their glasses.

Even the corner of his mouth still bore the bruises from the punch the big man had given him that day.

The boy seemed to realize someone was watching him and looked up.

Luo Qingyan stared into the boy's eyes.

They only exchanged a glance before the boy lowered his head again, refusing to look at Luo Qingyan once more.

"What's wrong?"

My best friend asked.

"What's that boy's name?"

Luo Qingyan said.

"Then I'll have to go ask..."

A little while later, her best friend returned and asked her friends who had a wide network of contacts.

"His name is Bai Yu, I think he's in Class 12."

"Bai Yu..."

Luo Qingyan murmured the name.

In the days that followed, Luo Qingyan observed Bai Yu's life intentionally or unintentionally.

Bai Yu always sat in the last row of the classroom. At first, she had a deskmate, but gradually that disappeared.

He always kept to himself, wearing his headphones all day long, immersed in his own world.

When school ended, Luo Qingyan could still see Bai Yu feeding the stray cats by the roadside.

Bai Yu simply threw out the freeze-dried food he had bought and then left.

Bai Yu's unique style of doing things aroused Luo Qingyan's curiosity about him, but she dared not approach him.

Every time they bumped into each other, Luo Qingyan wanted to strike up a conversation with Bai Yu.

However, Bai Yu kept her head down and wearing headphones the whole time, cutting herself off from everything outside, and never looked up at Luo Qingyan.

One evening before the college entrance examination, Luo Qingyan did not go home immediately after school.

She arrived at Class 12, where Bai Yu was, but there was no one there.

Luo Qingyan went to the back of the classroom to see everyone's college entrance exam goals.

Among all the small cards, Luo Qingyan finally found Bai Yu's in the far corner.

There are only four simple words on it.

Licheng University.

Looks like they're the same as me.

After the college entrance examination, Luo Qingyan estimated her score to be quite good, and she enjoyed most of the summer vacation without worry.

Bai Yu's smile on that rainy night still lingers in the girl's heart.

Even Luo Qingyan didn't realize that she was already in a state of unrequited love.

She would be moved whenever she heard the name Bai Yu.

Later, the admission list for Licheng University was released.

Luo Qingyan flipped through the pages for a very long time, finally settling on just two words.

"White Metaphor"