Chapter 46
Lu Weize and I returned to the room, locked the door, and embraced each other as we kissed.
Lu Weize pressed me down onto the bed, eagerly unbuttoning my clothes.
I held his hand down, blushing and shaking my head.
Lu Weize restrained himself, not going any further, and simply kissed me gently.
"I'm going to take a shower," I said softly, escaping into the bathroom.
Lu Weize watched her retreating figure, revealing a happy smile.
When I finished my shower and came out, Lu Weize was already asleep.
He lay sprawled across the bed, taking up the entire space.
I smiled, took a blanket and covered him, then lay down on the sofa and quickly fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, Lu Weize woke up and noticed Qiao Qiran was not in the room, so he stepped outside.
As he passed by my room, he saw that the light was still on and knocked on the door.
"Come in," my voice called out.
Lu Weize pushed the door open and saw me sitting on the bed reading a book.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Lu Weize asked as he sat down beside me.
I put down the book and smiled at him. "Aren't you awake as well?"
Lu Weize lay down, and the two of them quietly looked at each other, neither saying a word, the air filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.
Lu Weize slowly leaned closer to me and kissed my lips.
I closed my eyes and responded to him passionately.
Their breaths became increasingly hurried, and Lu Weize's hands began to wander over my body. I trembled slightly but did not resist.
Lu Weize's breathing grew heavy as he turned over and pinned me beneath him.
I opened my eyes and looked at him, my gaze soft.
Lu Weize's heart raced; he struggled to control himself and rolled off me.
"Get some sleep," Lu Weize said before leaving the room.
I watched his back, a faint smile appearing on my lips.
The next morning, we went together to the cemetery to visit Qiao Qiran's mother.
Qiao Qiran placed a bouquet of chrysanthemums in front of the grave and said to the tombstone, "Mom, I'm here to see you."
Lu Weize patted his shoulder without saying a word.
Qiao Qiran looked at Lu Weize and said, "I'm sorry about yesterday."
Lu Weize smiled and replied, "It's okay."
The two exchanged a smile, and all grievances vanished into thin air.
On the way back, the relationship between me and Qiao Qiran also eased.
As we were returning to Luzhou City, Qiao Qiran, Lu Weize, and I rode on a small motorcycle along the mountain road. Lu Weize was driving, I sat in the middle, and Qiao Qiran sat behind. The two of them bickered all the way, creating a relaxed atmosphere.
Suddenly, a black sedan passed by us. The window rolled down, and the man driving recognized Qiao Qiran.
"Ranran."
Qiao Qiran was taken aback, surprised to see her uncle, whom she had met before in Dongxin Town.
"Uncle, what are you doing here?" Qiao Qiran asked.
"I come every year to pay respects to your mother," her uncle said. "Where are you headed?"
"We're planning to go back," Qiao Qiran replied.
"Since you're here, why not come to my house for a meal?" her uncle suggested warmly.
"No, we need to hurry back to Luzhou for school," Qiao Qiran declined.
"In that case, let me give you a ride," her uncle insisted.
Qiao Qiran wanted to refuse again, but her uncle would not take no for an answer and pushed both me and Qiao Qiran into the car.
Her uncle drove ahead while Lu Weize followed closely on the motorcycle.
I occasionally glanced back through the car window, worried about Lu Weize's safety.
"Ranran, do you remember you have a sister?" my uncle suddenly asked.
"Yes, her name is Qiao Chu," Qiao Qiran replied.
Qiao Chu is supposed to be my half-sister. We have never met, but I have heard her name from my mother, and her voice always carried a hint of tenderness and regret.
I never imagined that this name would be so closely tied to my life.
"Qiao Chu, that's a nice name," I tried to mask my inner unease and responded with a smile.
My uncle smiled faintly, but his words were like the cold wind of winter, piercing and frigid: "However, she is not your mother's biological daughter."
I felt a wave of dizziness, and my face instantly turned pale. I vehemently denied it, my voice trembling: "I don't know anyone named Qiao Chu; you must be mistaken."
But my uncle's tone grew colder, his words striking my heart like a heavy hammer: "Of course you don't know her. Because of you, she died."
My body jolted violently, and my pupils constricted suddenly as immense fear enveloped my heart.
"What... what are you saying? I don't understand..." My voice was shaking.
My uncle suddenly accelerated, leaving Lu Weize behind.
Lu Weize realized something was wrong and immediately accelerated to catch up.
At a turn, Lu Weize finally overtook his uncle's car and stopped his motorcycle in front of it.
"Get out of the way!" the uncle roared, "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
"Lin Chu, get out of the car!" Lu Weize shouted into the vehicle.
"Lu Weize, mind your own business!" the uncle yelled in frustration, "Move aside, or I'll run you over too!"
Lu Weize stood firm in front of the car, not budging an inch.
The uncle's face twisted in anger as he pressed the gas pedal and charged toward Lu Weize.
At the last moment, the uncle slammed on the brakes, stopping just half a meter away from Lu Weize.
Lu Weize quickly opened the car door and pulled me out.
"Lu Weize, let go of me!" I said emotionally, pushing him away. "You go away; I don't want you to interfere!"
"Lin Chu, I know what you're afraid of," Lu Weize said softly.
I froze, staring blankly at Lu Weize as tears silently streamed down my face.
Lu Weize gently wiped away my tears and said softly, "Everything is going to be okay."
I leaned against Lu Weize's embrace, crying loudly. It was later that I gradually understood the truth.
Qiao Chu's death was not an accident, but a tragedy.
After divorcing my stepfather, her mother took Qiao Chu away from our father.
Qiao Chu had always lived in an environment devoid of paternal love, her heart filled with loneliness and longing.
I tried to recall the moments I shared with Qiao Chu, but all I could remember were vague shadows.
I began to question whether all of this was truly because of me. My heart was filled with guilt and pain.
I started to seek the truth.
I found Qiao Chu's diary, which recorded her yearning for paternal love and her envy towards me. I saw her struggles,
her helplessness, and ultimately her despair.
I finally understood that Qiao Chu's death was not my fault. Her life was a tragedy, but this tragedy taught me to cherish
and understand.
I chose to forgive myself and also chose to let go.
Afterward, we took a car back to Luzhou City, and I held Lu Weize's hand tightly, unwilling to let go...
Chapter 47
The heavy rain poured outside, with lightning and thunder intertwining.
The classmates were all captivated by the scene outside, and no one noticed a few girls storming into the girls' restroom and locking the door behind them.
The leader of the group wore a black leather jacket, form-fitting leather pants, and high boots, exuding confidence.
I had just entered the restroom when they walked in.
Yang Ming grabbed my collar and pushed me against the wall.
"Lin Chu, don't think that just because Qiao Qiran is backing you up, you can act without fear."
Yang Ming said coldly, "Qiao Qiran won't protect you forever."
I looked at Yang Ming, feeling scared but still defiantly raising my chin.
"Who needs his protection?"
"You..." Yang Ming was furious, "You dare to talk back!"
"What are you all waiting for? Hurry up and do something!"
The other girls immediately stepped forward and restrained me.
I struggled desperately, but in the end, they held me down.
Yang Ming walked over to the sink, turned on the faucet, and icy water splashed over my head.
I trembled all over, feeling as if I was back in my childhood, trapped in a small dark room by Qiao Qiran, engulfed in fear.
"Lin Chu, don't you like to play the victim for sympathy?" Yang Ming said coldly. "Then keep pretending and see if anyone comes to save you."
"Yang Ming, what you're doing... will lead to your downfall."
My voice was soft, but it pierced Yang Ming's heart like a knife.
"How dare you curse me!" Yang Ming shouted in anger. "Lin Chu, go die!"
Yang Ming grabbed the faucet and turned the water on full blast, icy cold water pouring over my head.
I struggled continuously, and suddenly, I violently shook my head and bit down on Yang Ming's hand.
Yang Ming screamed in pain and instinctively let go.
Seizing the opportunity, I broke free from the restraints and knocked Yang Ming down, shouting, "I'm not the monster; you are!"
With Yang Ming injured on the ground, I and several girls were taken to the office.
Everyone blamed me, but she remained silent until the teacher asked. Only then did I calmly recount what had happened.
But those girls insisted that I was the one who started it.
I had no way to defend myself.
"Teacher, it really wasn't Lin Chu who started it..."
Lu Weize heard the news and rushed over but was grabbed by Zhao Xinghai.
"Lu Weize, calm down!"
Lu Weize shook him off and was about to rush in when he saw me standing at the door.
Our eyes met, and the grievance in my gaze was unmistakable, causing Lu Weize's heart to ache.
Qiao Guangyan brought me home, and Lin Yun was furious, scolding me for causing trouble.
"You really can't change your ways!" Lin Yun exclaimed angrily. "Lin Chu, I warn you, if you cause any more trouble, I'll kick you out!"
I didn't say anything; I just quietly looked at Lin Yun.
Suddenly, a voice echoed in my ear.
"See, Lin Chu? No one will truly care for you."
"You monster, you deserve to stay in hell."
"Come on, follow me. I will always be with you..."
I closed my eyes, as if I could hear the lullaby from my childhood.
"Come on, Lin Chu, only I am your true friend..."
I shook my head. "You are not my friend."
"My friend is Lu Weize."
I lay on the bed, holding my phone. The screen lit up as messages from the class group kept refreshing.
"Yang Ming, are you okay?"
"Yang Ming, don't be afraid. We will stand up for you."
"What's wrong with Lin Chu? She usually seems quiet, but she's so ruthless."
"Exactly. What did Yang Ming do to offend Lin Chu? She actually pushed her down and caused her injury. This is too much; I suggest we expel Lin Chu."
"I agree!"
I silently sent a message to Zhao Xinghai: "Thank you."
Zhao Xinghai replied: "No need to be polite. Lu Weize has already started an investigation, so don't worry."
I exited the chat and accidentally saw a photo Yang Ming posted on her social media.
She was holding a bouquet of carnations, with her head wrapped in bandages; it looked quite serious.
I casually liked the post and closed WeChat.
I stood up and walked to the window, looking outside, lost in thought.
When I woke up again, it was already midnight.
I turned on my phone and found it had been off. After powering it on, I saw that all the missed calls were from Lu Weize.
I quickly called back, and the call was answered almost immediately.
"Lin Chu, you finally turned on your phone," Lu Weize's voice was a bit anxious. "Why did you turn it off?"
"I... fell asleep."
"Are you okay?" Lu Weize asked softly. "Did they bully you?"
"No," I shook my head. "Lu Weize, I'm fine. No one bullied me."
"Don't be afraid," Lu Weize comforted me. "I will investigate this matter thoroughly. I won't let you suffer any injustice."
"Lu Weize..." I couldn't help but feel a lump in my throat. "I miss you."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line.
"Be good, wait for me."
After hanging up, I put on my coat and went downstairs. Lu Weize was waiting for me by the street.
"I brought you the notes," Lu Weize said, ruffling my hair. "Call me if you need anything, okay?"
I wrapped my arms around his waist and stood on my tiptoes to give him a quick kiss on the lips.
"Lu Weize, thank you."
Lu Weize held me at the waist and smiled slightly. "Silly."
The next day, Qiao Guangyan took me for psychological counseling.
The test results prove that my mental state is very good.
Qiao Guangyan immediately called the homeroom teacher to inform them of my situation and arranged for me to return to school the next day.
Just as Qiao Guangyan was calling the homeroom teacher, Zhao Xinghai called me.
"Lin Chu, we found it!" Zhao Xinghai's voice was filled with excitement, "We found a key witness who can prove that you didn't intentionally push Yang Ming, but that Yang Ming and her group were bullying you!"
"They actually turned black and white upside down, how despicable!"
"Lu Weize went to find Yang Ming and her group, so he probably has already found them by now."
"Lin Chu, don't worry, Lu Weize will definitely help you get justice!"
I didn't say anything, just stood quietly under the tree, not knowing what I was thinking.
I looked up and posted a message on my social media.
"Yang Ming, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pushed you."
I lowered my head and looked at a green caterpillar on the ground.
The caterpillar was injured, with countless ants crawling on it, attacking it.
Yet it still crawled forward tenaciously.
After Qiao Guangyan finished talking with the homeroom teacher, she hung up the phone.
"Lin Chu, you can go back to class tomorrow," Qiao Guangyan said gently. "If anyone bullies you at school again, just call me or ask your brother for help."
"Thank you." I nodded, "Uncle Qiao."
Qiao Guangyan was taken aback, his eyes gradually turning red.
"Lin Chu, what did you call me?"
I looked up at him and said, "Dad."
Qiao Guangyan stood in shock for a long time before finally excitedly pulling me into his arms, "Hey!"
This was the first time in many years that he had heard me call him Dad.
Qiao Guangyan drove me home.
After getting out of the car, I accidentally stepped on a caterpillar.
Qiao Guangyan looked at me with a complicated expression.
"Lin Chu, should we... go to the hospital to see Yang Ming?"
"Okay." I nodded obediently, "I bought some carnations; let's go now."
Qiao Guangyan took me to the hospital.
The ward was crowded with people, all classmates from Class Eight.
I walked in and placed the flowers on the bedside, sincerely saying, "Yang Ming, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you."
Yang Ming sat on the hospital bed, looking at me with a complicated expression.
"It's okay." Yang Ming took the flowers and said lightly, "I forgive you."
Everyone let out a sigh of relief.
Only Yang Ming looked at me calmly, but a wave of intense unease surged in her heart.
Her intuition told her that I would not let her off easily.
The next day, I returned to school.
My arrival attracted the attention of my classmates.
In class, the homeroom teacher suddenly called Zhao Li to stand up.
"Zhao Li, tell us what happened on December 17th!"
Zhao Li stood up, biting her lip and remaining silent.
"Speak!" The homeroom teacher slammed the desk.
Zhao Li trembled in fear, tears streaming down her face.
"It was... it was Yang Ming who made us team up against Lin Chu..."
"We slapped Lin Chu... and held her head under the faucet to splash cold water on her..."
The entire class was stunned.
"That's too much!" Gao Yu exclaimed, her face turning red with anger. "How could you do that!"
"I... we didn't expect her to be so weak..."
"You are truly bullying her!"
"I'm sorry..." Zhao Li cried, struggling to catch her breath. "We were wrong, we know we were wrong..."
The homeroom teacher's face turned pale with anger. "You really disappoint me!"
"I have already reported this to the school. Just wait for your punishment!"
After class, my classmates apologized to me one after another, notes flying onto my desk like snowflakes.
I collected all the notes without saying a word.
In the evening, Yang Ming posted a message on her social media.
"Thank you everyone for your concern, I can be discharged from the hospital now. Looking forward to returning to school."
However, not a single person replied.
Yang Ming gritted her teeth and deleted that post.
Yang Ming did not come to school for several days.
The classmates held a deep resentment towards her, and no one inquired about her whereabouts.
I began to try to connect with my classmates.
"Good morning." "Hello." "Hi."...
After the morning reading session, I started to engage in conversations with the classmates sitting in front of and behind me.
Although I still felt somewhat uneasy inside, I was making an effort to overcome that fear.
I noticed that Lu Weize had been staring at me, a hint of unease in his eyes.
I didn't want him to know the darkness within me.
At noon, I had lunch in the cafeteria, and a few girls happened to sit next to me.
I went over and sat with them, and they were all extremely surprised.
After all, I had always been alone.
After chatting with them, I felt a bit tired.
But I thought it was worth it.
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