Wen Wan forced a smile and shook her head.
Her gaze unconsciously drifted to that familiar figure in the corner of the library—it was Xue Xunzhi!
He sat there quietly, his skin appearing even paler in his black sweater, and his slender fingers made almost no sound as he turned the pages of the book.
In her previous life, she was captivated by his melancholic and quiet temperament, and even risked falling out with her best friend Su Yao to save him.
But now, she only felt a chill.
Xue Xunzhi seemed to notice the gaze and slowly raised his head.
His eyes appeared exceptionally deep behind his glasses, like two bottomless ancient wells.
Wen Wan quickly turned her head and lowered her head, pretending to organize her books, but she still felt that gaze on the back of her neck like a sticky liquid.
"Hey, what are you spacing out for?"
A shout suddenly rang in her ears, and Wenwan's shoulder was patted hard.
Su Yao, her roommate and best friend.
In her previous life, when Su Yao first met Xue Xun, who was working part-time at a charity gala, she was captivated by this man who had a cold and aloof appearance and a gentle and refined personality.
He stood under the crystal chandelier, his slender fingers wiping a champagne glass. His hands were just like the fragile bone china in her collection room. The more unique and one-of-a-kind a piece was, the more it aroused Su Yao's perverse possessiveness.
Unfortunately, both Wen Wan and Su Yao misjudged Xue Xunzhi.
That seemingly gentle and refined senior student actually harbored ruthlessness and obsession deep down.
When Su Yao used her family's influence to cut off his part-time job, sent people to smash his laboratory, and even installed surveillance cameras in his apartment, all she got in return was a cold laugh as he lightly pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.
Since conventional methods didn't work, Su Yao naturally had to find another way.
Su Yao was preparing to drug him, but on the very night she was preparing to do so, she was the one who meddlesomely tipped off Xue Xunzhi.
What happened next was like a nightmare, and Wen Wan doesn't want to think about it now.
Xue Xunzhi's methods of retaliating against Su Yao were ruthless and outrageous, while Wen Wan, the heroine, was rewarded by being locked in a suburban villa.
Raindrops on the night sky meandered down the window frame like countless crawling silver snakes.
Wen Wan stared at the mute servant's flustered gestures, piecing together a key piece of information from his twisted knuckles: Xue Xunzhi would not be returning tonight.
The moment the bronze ashtray slammed down, a dull thud mingled with the sound of thunder.
Warm blood splattered on her eyelashes and slid down her cheek like a tear of blood.
But Wenwan didn't bother wiping herself; her sneakers slid across the cold marble floor as she grabbed her car keys and rushed into the rain.
Escape, leave this demon who imprisoned her.
The moment the black Mercedes crashed through the guardrail, she looked in horror at the large truck in the distance.
Amidst the shrill scream of twisting metal, she saw her flying hair trace its final arc in front of the windshield.
But when she opened her eyes again, the bright lights in the library jolted her awake as if from a dream.
It felt like I'd just had a nightmare.
It was because she was meddlesome and told Xue Xunzhi about Su Yao's drugging plan that that devil noticed her!
"Wanwan? What are you daydreaming about?"
Su Yao walked over, casually tossing her designer handbag onto the table, her ponytail swaying slightly with her movements.
Seeing her best friend looking so alive, Zi Xi's eyes suddenly welled up with tears.
In her past life, she truly regarded Su Yao as her best friend, which is why she was extremely anxious when she learned of the drugging plan.
Other methods aside, Xue Xunzhi wasn't harmed, but drugging is a crime!
She told Xue Xunzhi because she didn't want Su Yao to ruin her life for a hypocrite; she was doing it all for Su Yao's own good!
But now, given a second chance, she wants to be a complete bystander.
"What's wrong? You look terrible. Did someone bully you?"
Su Yao frowned, her gaze sweeping around, as if she was about to spot Xue Xunzhi's direction.
Wen Wan's heart clenched suddenly, and she could almost foresee the scene where Su Yao would encounter that devil in the next second.
She suddenly stood up, knocking her thermos over on the table with a clatter, and her whole body blocked Su Yao's view.
"No! It's nothing!"
"I probably caught a chill from watching TV last night... Can you check if I'm hot?"
In a moment of quick thinking, she grabbed Su Yao's hand and pressed it against her forehead.
Su Yao's expression was strange; on the contrary, Wen Wan's forehead was now very cold.
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