The academy's playground was vast, and Bai Ye arrived there feeling utterly hopeless.
Many diligent college students are running, sweating profusely, occasionally checking their phones, maintaining a certain speed and distance.
Even a fraction of a kilometer more than the required distance feels like a denial of all the hard work I put into running.
The appearance of a beautiful woman at such a time undoubtedly adds a touch of fun to the otherwise dull and tedious run.
But the premise is that there are no boys next to the beautiful girl. It is common knowledge that a boy and a girl walking on the playground together are definitely not ordinary people.
Running while also eating dog food is just too difficult.
Yao Yuyan wrapped her arms around Bai Ye's arm, looking like a little bird nestled against him.
Bai Ye struggled, but to no avail.
"Yuyan, feelings can't be forced."
"Love is something that requires mutual commitment; one-sided affection from either party is useless."
He tried to make Yao Yuyan understand that he no longer had feelings for her, and that she shouldn't do anything unnecessary, as it would be better for both of them.
Yao Yuyan said casually, "Hmm... Go ahead and say it, I'm listening."
Anyway, I'll listen to everything you say, whether I do it or not is my business.
She waved her hand in front of Bai Ye's eyes.
Is it pretty?
Bai Ye looked closely and saw that she was wearing a small bracelet on her little hand.
As the buyer, Bai Ye immediately recognized it as the gift he had given to Yao Yuyan.
Bai Ye said against her will, "It doesn't suit you, it's quite ugly."
Jewelry is just an accessory; if you're good-looking, anything will look good on you.
Bai Ye had almost forgotten that she had ever bought the gift before, as she had never seen her wear it.
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I haven't been in a good mood lately.
I feel like this world is so fake. Yesterday afternoon, I was playing games when I heard my mom talking on the phone outside my room. She sounded like she was crying and was talking about divorce and stuff.
I asked my sister and got some news that made me feel like the sky had fallen.
My dad cheated on me.
I cheated on my partner a long time ago, probably before I started high school. My mom and sister found out when I was in my senior year of high school, but I didn't know.
My family kept it from me, afraid it would affect my studies, and they haven't done so until now.
The idea that the family is all warm and loving is just a facade; they're all just putting on an act.
I only just realized it now. My family owns a small factory, and I thought I could make a living no matter what. There was no need to take out loans for everything during junior and senior high school.
I feel like we're short of money for everything. My parents work so hard, but we're still short of money. I don't think our combined salaries should be that bad.
Now I understand that my dad secretly lent money to other women.
To be honest, my dad is a very good person to me, but he's too authoritarian. He tries to control me so that I live the way he wants me to.
From elementary school through three years of high school, he had the contact information of every teacher, practically surrounding me like a wall.
So I hate teachers. I hate their so-called care. My dad doesn't understand me at all. He just thinks he's doing what's best for me.
My dad came home last night. I came out of my room and looked at him. He was the same as always. If it weren't for what happened this afternoon, I don't know how long I would have been kept in the dark.
My parents have been arguing since I was a child, so I had a feeling they would eventually divorce. I wouldn't be surprised if they did.
But because my sister and I were there, they never divorced.
Their marriage was arranged by friends during that era, and the meeting was quite rushed.
My dad used to have a girlfriend who was quite wealthy, but my grandfather felt they weren't a good match and that his family was too poor, so he forced my dad to break up with her. Later, out of necessity, he married my mom through an introduction.
Similar to arranged marriages of that era, both individuals were victims of the older generation.
Two people with little formal education struggled their way up through life.
But I really didn't expect something like this to happen.
I really think my dad is a terrible person now. My mom has suffered a lot following him all this time. She did all the work in the small factory, and she was exhausted all day long.
Where does he get the money to go out and drink with friends every day? He maintains a good public image, always appearing as a kind-hearted person to others, lending money here and there.
I haven't been in the mood to type these past couple of days.
I'll resume updates in a few days when I feel better.
I apologize for the inconvenience!
Thank you to all my readers for listening to my rant, and thank you for your support.
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