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After the school term began, I sent the last summary of the off-campus exchange program to my teacher and stretched lazily. The time on the computer screen showed it was almost ten o'clock at night.
The wind outside rustled the leaves, and a chill seeped through the half-open window. I tightened my sweater around me.
Just then, a soft knock came from the door.
"Meng Yan, you have a letter!" My roommate peeked in and handed me an envelope.
I was taken aback. Is anyone still writing letters these days? As I took the envelope, my fingertips brushed against the rough paper. There was no sender information, only my name scrawled in a hurried, uneven handwriting.
A sense of foreboding washed over me.
I tore open the envelope, revealing a sheet of printed paper filled with dense text.
The first line stung my eyes—
"Meng Yan, do you think you're so noble? You're just a pathetic worm who got dumped." "Do you know? Wang Yi has been playing you all along; the person he really likes is me."
"Oh, by the way, he said your so-called romantic gestures are actually quite laughable, like a little girl who hasn't grown up."
"Remember the last time you went to the movies? He was secretly messaging me the whole time, saying being with you was pure torture."
There was no signature at the end, but the tone in those lines made it clear to me in an instant—this letter was from Zhang Nana.
My hands trembled slightly, the paper crumpling at my fingertips, yet I could not stop the words from drilling into my mind. Each sentence in the letter felt like a knife stabbing at my heart, not only reopening old wounds but also rubbing salt into them.
"How utterly boring," I muttered to myself, crumpling the letter into a ball but hesitating to toss it into the trash can.
Anger, humiliation, and resentment intertwined within me. I struggled to calm myself. I couldn’t let such petty tricks affect me, I told myself. She wanted to see me crumble; the more I had to live beautifully!
After tearing the letter into shreds, I returned to my desk but found it impossible to concentrate. Uncontrollable memories flooded my mind—
The first time Wang Yi held my hand, the tenderness in his eyes; those late nights we spent preparing for the Student Council event, him clumsily making coffee for me; and later, when he whispered with Zhang Nana in a corner, that glaring intimacy…
It turned out that all those sweet moments were just carefully woven lies, and now these lies were being ruthlessly hurled at me by Zhang Nana as if they were trophies.
I pulled my attention away from the letter, trying to calm down. My gaze swept across my laptop on the desk, where a proposal for the Entrepreneurship Competition caught my eye. This was a major event organized by the school and an excellent opportunity to showcase myself. I had already signed up but had put off preparing due to other trivial matters.
Yes, now is the time! I would rise up and make those who looked down on me shut their mouths!
With that thought, I sat back down and focused on the proposal. My fingers flew across the keyboard; every word and every piece of data represented my determination.
That night, I hardly slept, but my mind was clearer than ever. I knew this was not just a competition; it was a form of self-redemption—I wanted to show them and myself that no one could define my worth!
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