Chapter 105
"What's the point of you following behind me?" Jiang You didn't want to attract attention at all; her brows were furrowed.
"I'll leave when you give me the antidote. I have plenty of time anyway, so I'll just wait it out."
The branches of the trees on campus were a bit low. Shen Yi'an tilted his head back slightly, one hand in his pocket, the other hand lazily fiddling with the branches above his head.
Sunlight filtered through the unevenly spaced branches, outlining golden patches of various shapes on Shen Yi'an's face.
His skin was so thin that you could almost see the fine blood vessels beneath and the barely visible tissue.
Seeing that the girl didn't speak, Shen Yi'an looked down at her.
Jiang You walked silently in front of her, golden patches of sunlight quickly sliding across her body with each movement.
She wore her hair in a low ponytail, with strands of black hair clinging to the back of her neck, the contrast of black and white resembling the most delicate brushstrokes of nature.
Shen Yi'an lightly licked his lips and slowly shifted his gaze away.
He believed that his abnormal reaction of becoming aroused when looking at a girl's neck was due to being bewitched, and that he did not truly like Jiang You.
However, my mind is clear, as if I've really fallen for her, but I don't want to admit it.
Struggling and then succumbing—this feeling is incredibly strange and novel.
You should know that what a person who likes to pursue novelty fears most is that life becomes dull and uninteresting.
Shen Yi'an, as if struck by a wicked thought, grinned mischievously: "Jiang You, don't just mess with me. I have a better candidate here, Xia Yan. It'll be more fun messing with him..."
The thought of loading cargo, just like him, fills me with inexplicable excitement.
Upon hearing the familiar name, Jiang You paused, instinctively looking at the boy.
The smile that had been playing on Shen Yi'an's lips instantly froze on his face, and he snapped, "Don't even think about it!"
Although he was the one who brought it up, seeing that the girl actually had this intention made him suddenly unhappy and extremely uncomfortable.
Jiang You: "..."
She was just a little dazed because she hadn't heard the name Xia Yan in a long time.
Those memories felt like they happened in a past life. It seemed that the last time they met, the fruity scent on Xia Yan had been replaced by the fragrance of osmanthus.
She seemed to have mentioned liking the scent of osmanthus...
Seeing the girl walk forward without saying a word, Shen Yi'an continued worriedly, "Really, you're lucky you ran into me. If you had met the 'cargo smuggler'... tsk, he's no good. Kidnapping would be the least of your worries. Most importantly, his brother..."
Shen Yi'an paused, thinking of Xia Bei, and his expression immediately turned sour, and his wrist began to ache.
I will always remember the time he caused trouble on Xiabei's turf and was pinned to the ground like a dog.
In the dimly lit, abandoned factory filled with the pungent smell of rust, the surroundings were piled with messy, broken parts and rotten planks.
Xia Bei stood to the side, casually smoking a cigarette, looking down at him with a sidelong glance.
The bluish-white smoke blurred his noble air. He stepped forward and stomped on his wrist.
No matter how much he shouted, struggled, or begged for mercy, it was no use until a crisp crack was heard and his wrist was crushed.
Xia Bei calmly squatted down, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and pressed it against Shen Yi'an's neck until the cigarette went out.
"Thank you for having a good family background, otherwise it wouldn't have been as simple as just losing a hand." The voice was indifferent and cruel.
Although his hand was reattached later, the pain would stop whenever it was cloudy or rainy, as if reminding him not to forget where the pain came from.
The most tragic thing is that Shen Yi'an didn't dare to tell her family and could only swallow her anger.
Even now, I only dare to curse in my heart, but say it aloud.
When Shen Yi'an came to his senses, he realized that Jiang You had already gone far away while he was lost in his memories.
He followed, rubbing his wrist. Men are always concerned about their image, and this tragic dark history was something he would never tell Jiang You.
"In short, if you encounter either of them, especially his brother, get as far away as possible. Don't even think about using witchcraft on them, or you won't even know how he played you to death."
After Shen Yi'an finished speaking, she felt a little relieved, realizing that girls from a certain social class would have no access to them.
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