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Chapter 17: The Lovely Devil

  Chapter 17: The Lovely Devil

  The rain gradually stopped, and after the storm passed, the tail of the dark cloud swept across the sky, and the sun smiled again. Seeing her slightly bowing to him with a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth, he opened his eyes filled with rainwater, and in a daze, he seemed to see an angel lost in the mortal world, with clear and bright eyes that had no weakness or vulnerability, but were full of radiance like the sun.

  The sunlight diffused into a scattered arc behind her, with a beautiful rainbow stretching across the empty space above. The warm breath was rendered into a dazzling halo, and he steadied himself to return a faint smile, using it to conceal his discomposure.

  Damn it! Her smile had a mesmerizing power that drowned him, disturbing the calmness of his mind that had been still for a long time. Just now he thought he saw an elf who didn't eat human food!

  "It's so beautiful... breathtakingly beautiful." This was the only compliment he could think of, and it was the most beautiful dance he had ever seen in his life.

  "Thank you! Thank you for being my audience!" She heard him praise someone for the first time, and she really thought that he, who always liked to kick others when they were down, didn't know how to compliment others.

  "About last time..." He considered whether to apologize or slightly explain his excessive behavior that day, but he had no habit of actively apologizing to others from the bottom of his heart.

  "Oh, you don't have to apologize, I understand." She knew from his expression that with his personality, he would never apologize. If his grandfather were to lower himself to apologize to others, the earth would definitely go off track!

  "Has this young master said he's going to apologize?" The tone suddenly rose a lot, with some displeasure. Hearing her preemptively express what she thought was his inner thoughts, he felt a bit hurt in his male self-esteem. His easily irritable temper made him flare up again, and his face turned as quickly as flipping through a book!

  "Yes! Yes! Yes! Your grandfather didn't mean it that way, I misunderstood you!" She deliberately teased him upon hearing his arrogant response.

  The air was filled with the faint scent of grass and the distant fragrance of jasmine, amidst the clean and humid atmosphere. In the distance, on a high ground, under the fragrant camphor tree, stood two figures. The man's tall and proud physique could rival that of Western art sculptures, his handsome face wore a gentle smile, his deep eyes fixed intently on the two people playing basketball below. The woman wore a pink dress, her long wavy hair cascading down her shoulders, looking delicate and lovely.

  "Her dance has already surpassed you!" Yan Zi Yi's cold words were devoid of any emotion, and they didn't match the gentle smile on his face at all.

  "Has it also surpassed the position I have in your heart?" Since she came back, he hadn't looked at her straight in the eye. Was his hatred for her really that deep? That day at the literary contest, she had already noticed that his attitude towards that girl was different, the tenderness he showed her was beyond her expectations and made her feel even more jealous.

  "You're not qualified to say that anymore." He turned around with a smile on his face, but his tone was extremely cold. Watching him turn and leave, Liu Xinyi felt dazed as if her prince had already left her far behind, thinking of the past moments they spent together, she felt a pang of heartache.

  Years have passed, she thought she could forget him by relying on another person, but only after returning did she discover that she couldn't let go of those quietly entrenched habits and dependencies in her heart, which had grown into endless thoughts.

  The rain of the flower season that shuttles through the purple gillyflower, makes tears and laughter blend together, dyeing the lonely and pale memory paper. The fleeting youth with no looking back has the coldest mask, not giving a warm color to anyone, which is also the best proof that we were too young and arrogant to defeat time.

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