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An Shaojie sat at the restaurant table for a long time, finishing the remaining water in his cup in one go before pouring himself another glass and drinking it all down.
After drinking three glasses in a row, he seemed to feel a bit full and let out a light burp.
He stood up and walked into the room.
The room was pitch black.
He did not close the door, and the light from the living room streamed in, casting a faint glow that prevented the room from being completely dark.
He stood at the doorway, gazing at the bed leaning against the wall.
On the bed lay a person, covered only by a thin blanket that revealed her slender curves. Her fair and delicate ankles were partially exposed outside the blanket, and in the dim light, her figure appeared even more graceful.
Qinglan was sleeping soundly, her steady breathing seeming to fill the entire room, tempting the sensitive emotions and cells of her body in the deep night.
After a while, she turned over, shifting to lie on her back. Her long black hair was scattered across the pillow, and her fair face appeared hazy under the soft light, resembling a milky veil that accentuated her delicate elegance.
An Shaojie gazed at her face, his sharp gaze gradually softening.
He sat down beside the bed.
He remained seated, his gaze aimlessly resting on a spot, soft yet tinged with loss, helplessness, and sadness. The expression on his face was even more complex, filled not only with lonely sorrow but also with an indescribable pain of restraint and an unwillingness to let go.
Sitting in the darkness, his thoughts fell into a chaotic turmoil.
Thinking back, the twists and turns of life can sometimes be truly absurd and wonderful.
At this thought, a cold smile crept onto his lips, sending chills down one's spine. In the stillness of the deep night, amidst the interplay of light and darkness, his face took on a ghostly appearance.
During that past period, he had struggled painfully.
On one side was the passionate Su Hailu with her various temptations.
Not only were there bold declarations of love, but also the allure of her sexy and charming body.
During those days, they attended training together, studied together, dined together, and lived together in a shared apartment. Aside from New Year's Eve when they were at a hot pot restaurant, eating hot pot and drinking beer, where in the fervent atmosphere fueled by alcohol Su Hailu boldly and passionately confessed her feelings to him, there were also various daring physical touches and suggestive closeness that left him momentarily confused and unable to resist.
Yet he resisted, sitting upright and motionless, using a cold and unquestionable attitude to keep Su Hailu's bold advances at bay.
Later, she leaned on the table and cried out in emotional pain.
As for him, he coldly left the table amidst her sobs, escaping back to his dormitory and leaving the drunken Su Hailu alone in that bustling outside world while she suffered in silence in the quiet little restaurant.
Wasn't he inherently a cold-hearted person?
In those years he had lived through, day after day, month after month, aside from his sorrowful Mother and his grieving Sister, had he ever felt affection for anyone?
Oh! No! In his past days filled with sorrow and darkness, he had always kept one person's figure warmly in his heart simply because she had once warmed his bleak childhood.
But she had taken her image away from his heart. She had given all her love and warmth during her youth to another person, shattering his dreams of reuniting with her that he had imagined day and night.
He was merely a fleeting passerby in her life.
The dreams he wove throughout his entire childhood and youth shattered.
He felt lost, confused, and despondent.
But fortunately, it was just a brief moment, and he regained his strength and determination.
It was all because there was always another her by his side!
He treated her coldly and cruelly, hurting her kind and gentle heart time and again.
Yet her frail body had never left his sight.
Hadn't she ever given him warmth? Hadn't she warmed his bleak childhood? Not just his childhood; during his helpless and confused youth, she had silently accompanied him through it all.
But did he ever truly hold her in his heart? Did he ever give her any warmth, beauty, or good memories?
That night, when faced with temptation, the first person to invade his mind was actually her, Qinglan, Lanlan, Sister Lan.
All the indifference and hurt he had shown her in the past, all the ways he had treated her poorly, alongside all the kindness she had shown him, surged into his mind like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, causing immense pain.
He remembered her in that small mountain village back home, surely missing him quietly just like before.
In fact, he had long known that she cried easily and was not as strong as she appeared on the surface.
If she knew that he had been tempted by other girls and was intimate with them, she would definitely feel very hurt and would cry secretly.
Therefore, thinking of her, he fled in a panic!
He ran all the way back to the dormitory, tears streaming down his face.
On New Year's Eve, it was snowing heavily in Beijing City. Outside, snowflakes danced in the air, accompanied by the scattered fireworks and the sounds of explosions, making Beijing City both serene and extraordinarily lively.
However, the campus was quiet and desolate, with only a few students remaining on campus, their faint laughter echoing from the dormitories.
The campus was dark, filled with a light scent of fireworks. Clearly, not long ago, the remaining students or a few faculty members living on campus had set off fireworks. The smell of fireworks lingered in the air, mixed with the cold scent of snow, creating a refreshing yet warm feeling.
In the dormitory, all the classmates had gone home for the New Year; there was no one there.
From a distant dormitory next door, it seemed that a few people remained. Warm light shone through the windows, and faint laughter drifted out from the door, ethereal and enchanting.
He originally wasn't a student staying on campus and hadn't lived in the dormitory for a long time. Walking into the long-lost dormitory gave him a sense of both strangeness and familiarity.
He made his bed.
Before dinner, he hadn't planned to return to the dormitory; he intended to spend this New Year's Eve night alone. Because Su Hailu's parents were abroad, before the winter break began, Su Hailu told him that she was afraid of celebrating the New Year. While others gathered with their families for a lively reunion, she felt lonely and isolated. So this year he promised Su Hailu that he would spend New Year's Eve night with her in their rented apartment. Not just on New Year's Eve night but throughout the entire Spring Festival and winter break, before and after the holiday, he promised to be with her in their shared apartment until training ended, until they both passed TOEFL, until they each received their offers to study abroad, until they went abroad separately. He would be there for her through it all.
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