Roses in Flames

Upon hearing Ye Yuntang's words, Shen Yan's voice remained gentle and refined, "Alright, this is the last time."

He handed the item in his hand to Ye Yuntang, who took it, and then he turned and left.

Looking at his elegant and refined back, Ye Yuntang felt a mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe.

The relationship between the senior and junior students, which was originally fine, has somehow turned out like this.

What is it about her that makes him like her?

He's so good, so outstanding, he deserves someone better.

Ye Yuntang sighed softly. Just as she was about to turn around, she caught a glimpse of another figure out of the corner of her eye.

Xiao Lin.

She froze, then immediately looked up at the door again.

Shen Yan had already left, and Xiao Lin's figure was now fully revealed.

Xiao Lin took a few quick steps and walked up to Ye Yuntang.

He narrowed his dark eyes, his voice low and cold, "What, regretting it?"

Ye Yuntang glared at him. "Regret what?"

"I regret not being able to develop something with your senior brother."

Ye Yuntang raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, you regret it. Are you going to break up with me? I should still be able to go after my senior brother now."

Xiao Lin's handsome face darkened. "Don't even think about it."

He shoved the things into her hands, his tone forceful, "Eat what I bought."

"You're so domineering." She turned her face away and urged, "Go eat quickly!"

Xiao Lin didn't say anything more. He turned around and strode away.

When they arrived at the hotel downstairs, they were surprised to see Shen Yan, who had not yet left.

Seeing Shen Yan looking at him, Xiao Lin nodded indifferently.

He didn't think he had anything to say to his love rival. He originally intended to walk past Shen Yan and leave, but after taking only a few steps, he heard Shen Yan's clear and gentle voice behind him, "Your junior's new boyfriend, is that Captain Xiao?"

Xiao Lin realized that Ye Yuntang didn't want to go public, so he neither admitted nor denied it.

Shen Yan walked to Xiao Lin's side and walked forward with him.

Shen Yan said, "I was still a step too late."

Xiao Lin turned his head, his gaze deep as he looked at Shen Yan. "When did you start liking her?"

Shen Yan remained silent for a moment, then looked into the distance, as if he had fallen into a distant memory.

After what seemed like an eternity, he finally spoke, "It was during my sophomore year of college."

He is good-looking, academically excellent, and a prominent figure at school.

However, he came from an ordinary family and was entangled with a wealthy and arrogant heiress.

The other party insisted on being with him, but he only wanted to focus on his studies, so he rejected the rich heiress.

However, the other party resorted to any means necessary, secretly hiring someone to scheme against his gambling-addicted stepfather, causing him to incur gambling debts.

When the debt collectors came to the school, he was cornered in an alley and beaten.

Ye Yuntang happened to be passing by, and she rushed out and chased those people away.

When she learned of his situation, she lent him money without hesitation to pay off his stepfather's gambling debts.

She even led the girls from her dormitory to confront that rich heiress.

She had a drinking contest with a rich heiress, and after they finished drinking, the rich heiress proposed a pole dancing contest.

In a dance, whoever lets loose the most and wins the most applause from the audience is the winner.

The rich heiress was a player; she knew Ye Yuntang wouldn't dare to jump, or jump well.

Unexpectedly, Ye Yuntang danced better than the rich heiress and won more applause.

That day, Ye Yuntang wore a chiffon blouse and slim-fit jeans. She tied the hem of the blouse up, revealing her navel and a small section of her abdomen showing off her abs.

She let her long, black hair fall down, her slender white fingers gripping the steel pipe, and began to dance to the music.

Her dancing was neither vulgar nor obsequious; on the contrary, it was both beautiful and cool.

Her swaying waist, graceful movements, flowing long hair, and slender white neck all exuded her charm.

As the dance ended, the entire venue erupted in screams and applause.

He and his roommates stood below the stage. He forgot to applaud and scream; his eyes were filled with amazement, shock, and an undisguised excitement.

Despite the noisy atmosphere in the bar, he could hear the voice of his own heart, like the drums of war, each one louder than the last, almost bursting out of his chest.

He assumed that her helping him meant she liked him and would propose a relationship with him.

He thought he would agree if she asked.

But she didn't mention it. She simply looked up at him, her beautiful eyes pure and bright, and said, "Senior, you're incredibly skilled. If I ever have any questions in the future, can I ask you for help?"

He stood there stunned for a long time before nodding.

Is all she asks of him just to ask questions?

For a long time afterward, she genuinely only asked him for advice on professional matters.

There was not a trace of affection in her eyes when she looked at him.

He couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Finally, after realizing that he harbored unusual feelings for her, he mustered up his courage and wanted to tell her his feelings.

He dressed himself up, wearing a newly bought white shirt and jeans, and sprayed his hair with hairspray, looking neat and tidy as he went to meet her downstairs at the girls' dormitory.

He saw her run out of the girls' dormitory gate. Just as he was about to call out to her, he saw her walk towards a tall, handsome man.

He saw her smile at the boy and asked in a sweet voice, "Fu Shili, why did you suddenly come here?"

The man replied with something, and her smile became even brighter.

Later, he learned that the man was her fiancé, named Fu Shili.

It turns out that she already had someone to spend her life with.

His belated sentiments were never qualified from the start.

After she got married, he tried his best not to inquire about her.

But I still can't help but pay attention.

The moment he learned of her divorce, it felt like a thunderclap had exploded in his chest.

I was both surprised and delighted, so excited that I could hardly breathe.

But after the initial euphoria, an overwhelming sense of bitterness and heartache followed.

She was so good, so dazzling, so outstanding; she was the unattainable white moonlight hidden in his heart.

He couldn't understand why Fu Shili didn't cherish her and why he made her suffer such injustice.

If it were him, he would definitely cherish her, pamper her, treasure her, and protect her for a lifetime.

He had already missed out on her once, and he didn't want to miss out a second time.

He couldn't wait to be transferred to the city where she lived; he wanted to be closer to her.

After waiting for so many years, he finally got to see her single again and had the chance to approach her openly and honestly.

But he didn't dare to rush things, afraid of scaring her, who had just gotten divorced. He just wanted to take it slow, to subtly and gradually enter her life and warm her wounded heart.

Let her know that there are still people in this world who genuinely love, cherish, and value her.

He thought that this time, it was finally his turn.

But reality dealt him another cruel blow.

She has a new boyfriend.

In the end, he was still a step too late.

She was the moon in his heart, his lifelong treasure, and he wished he could hold her in his hands and cherish her for a lifetime.

However, he didn't even get a chance to stand beside her.