can't, you can" Qin Heng changed his angle and moved, tilting his head to ask Fu Yan, "Does this hurt"He shook his head."No broken bones, just apply some medicine. Avoid strenuous exercise for now."...Fu Yan inhaled deeply, raising her head. Her chest ached fiercely, leaning against the wall like a fish out of water, breathing rapidly. It took her a while to fully recover.

She went back the way she came, saw Song Qingshuang had fallen into a deep sleep, then left the ward and bought some medicine from a pharmacy nearby.

Without drinking any water, he snapped two seeds and swallowed them.

The pill stuck to her throat, neither up nor down. She felt nauseous and retched violently. Tears welled up in her eyes, and in that moment, she wished she could slap herself twice.

Leaning on the flower stand with both hands, he lowered his head and chuckled at himself for being overambitious.

Once bitten, twice shy.

When Fu Jing found her, she was sitting on a flower stand not far from the pharmacy. She hugged her knees, like a flower ravaged by wind and rain, trembling in the wind.

"Pay Yan!"

Fu Yan turned her head, and Fu Jing in a black windbreaker ran up to her.

When he came closer, Fu Yancai discovered that he didn't seem to have rested well. He had dark circles under his eyes, and his whole demeanor gave off a sense of despondency.

"What's wrong with you"

How are you

Both spoke at the same time.

"Fu shook her head. 'I'm fine, it's my mom who isn't feeling well.'"

"I want to ask you about last night," Fu Jing seemed to find it difficult to speak, biting his back teeth and staring into Fu Yan's eyes, "you and Huo Mingzheng..."

Fu Yan stood at the windward point, her hair being blown from behind to her cheeks, it hurt a little.

Huo Mingzheng's three words made her eyes sting. She quickly looked away, and finally understood why Fu Jing would do that.

"You know." She looked back at him.

She had never figured out how to refuse Fu Jing. He was such a good person, so good that she didn't want to give him a "good person card". Today seemed like an opportunity.

Fu Jing's brow furrowed, a sharp pain pierced her heart.

He told himself countless times that last night might have been a misunderstanding, perhaps Huo Mingzheng had accidentally brushed lips with Fu Yan, but millions of excuses couldn't stand against Fu Yan's own words — you knew. Heaven and earth shattered, destroying his belief in an instant.

Although you are not related by blood, in the eyes of outsiders, you are a family! How can you...

Fu Yan clenched her fist and uttered a soft "Mmm," "I've liked him for many years, I'm sorry."

"I know there's someone in your heart, but I never thought it would be him." Fu Jing felt a moment of powerlessness.

He likes paying courtesies to women, and at first glance during the competition, he fell in love with Ji Lin.

Ji Lin had taken Yan to train at the fencing hall before, he watched her from afar, not daring to approach.

He intentionally or unintentionally revealed his desire not to be single to Ji Lin, until Ji Lin said he wanted to introduce a friend to him. The moment he learned it was Fu Yan, heaven knows how much he looked forward to it.

Ji Lin had told him beforehand that Fu Yan had someone she couldn't forget. He didn't care, thinking that with time, he could push that person out of Fu Yan's heart.

But now it seems, it's not that he couldn't do it, but Fu Yan didn't give him the opportunity.

"He's getting engaged, have you thought about what kind of situation you'll be in Don't you care"

Fu Yan said it lightly, not taking it to heart at all, "I don't care."

"You've sunk so low!" Fu Jing gritted his teeth. He had always been kind and polite to others, but this was the first time he completely lost control of his emotions.

His first love.

Fu Yan's face turned as white as paper. A cold wind blew across her body, piercing her like thousands of arrows. Looking at Fu Jing's deeply disappointed eyes, she felt that enduring the pain would be better than a prolonged agony.

She smiled, "You know what kind of person I am now, Fu Jing. I'm not as good as you think I am. You idealized me. I like Huo Mingzheng, and I want to stay by his side no matter what. I don't care what others think."

Fu Jing's eyes turned red, and his tongue lightly touched the roof of his mouth.

"Okay."e light from the front hall cast upon his back, outlining a hazy silhouette.The man was tall and imposing, like a mountain, with an awe-inspiring presence."I'm too late." Fu Yan said the truth.Old Mas...