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"Are you really not coming, Lin Shu Yao? I advise you not to play with fire; be careful not to get burned," Han Jincheng warned, his tone laced with concern.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," Class Flower waved her hand dismissively. "Once they all fall for me, I'll just dump them all at once and let them know who the real master of this love game is!"
Her laughter echoed through the empty stairwell like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into Mu Yunze's heart. The sound seemed to drill into his ears like a haunting melody, causing his stomach to churn violently, making him feel nauseous. The girl he had carefully placed on a pedestal, the one he adored, was merely treating him as a pawn in her game—a trophy to flaunt.
He stumbled back a few steps, knocking over a broom behind him with a loud crash. The stairwell fell silent instantly, and both Class Flower and Han Jincheng stopped talking.
Mu Yunze held his breath, frozen in place; he knew he had been discovered.
"Who's there?" Class Flower asked warily.
An oppressive silence filled the air. Mu Yunze could hear his own heartbeat pounding in his ears, as if it would give him away at any moment.
"Maybe it's just a stray cat," Han Jincheng suggested uncertainly.
"Let's go check it out," Class Flower said as she moved toward Mu Yunze's hiding spot.
Despair washed over him as he closed his eyes; he knew there was no escape now.
"Ah!" Class Flower's shriek shattered the stillness.
Mu Yunze opened his eyes abruptly to see Class Flower crouched on the ground, clutching her ankle in pain. She had accidentally stepped on the broom handle and twisted her foot.
"Lin Shu Yao, are you okay?" Han Jincheng rushed to support her.
"It hurts so much!" Class Flower exclaimed, tears welling up in her eyes as if she had sprained her ankle badly.
"Let me help you find the school nurse," Han Jincheng said anxiously.
The two leaned on each other and left the stairwell together.
Only then did Mu Yunze dare to step out from his hiding place. Watching Class Flower's retreating figure, a mix of emotions swirled within him. He had thought he would confront her and unleash his anger, but now he found himself unable to do anything at all.
He felt like a fool, completely toyed with by Class Flower. What he once believed was love now seemed like nothing more than a meticulously orchestrated game.
Dragging his heavy feet back to the classroom, he felt as though the world had lost its color. He rested his head on the desk and let silent tears flow freely.
After school, Mu Yunze walked home alone. The sky was overcast, threatening rain.
"Mu Yunze!" A familiar voice called out to him.
He looked up to see Han Jincheng running toward him.
"What’s wrong with you? You don’t seem quite yourself," Han Jincheng asked with concern.
Mu Yunze forced a smile. "It’s nothing, just a bit tired."
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