This evening, An Xiaoyu finally calmed her heart, but it became uneasy again.
She found him more and more incomprehensible!
At that moment, her phone rang again. It was Tong Xi calling.
"Xiaoyu, is the gossip about God and that woman surnamed Sang really true or false?"
An Xiaoyu felt her eardrums almost burst and had to hold her phone further away.
"Damn, I was only snatched away for a cameo in a godforsaken, signal-less ravine, and when I return, I hear such bad news! What exactly happened?"
"I’m not entirely sure of the details, but God is innocent!"
"Innocent? The photos have already surfaced, sharing the same hotel, a man and a woman alone... How can he be innocent? In my opinion, not even diving into the Yellow River can clear his name!"
This remark from Tong Xi put An Xiaoyu in a difficult position. She coughed and said, "Sometimes, what our eyes see isn’t always the truth, right? When you’re shooting a kissing scene, there’s also the use of stand-ins!"
"Damn, Xiaoyu, you’re not even married to him yet, and you’re already speaking up for your God? That’s really turning your elbows outwards!" Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⁂𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⁂𝔫𝔢𝔱
"I’m just being realistic! By the way, our alma mater’s anniversary is coming up, do you want to go?" An Xiaoyu changed the topic, diverting Tong Xi’s attention.
"Oh, I still have some engagements these next few days... probably won’t make it, have fun by yourself!"
Tong Xi continued to complain to An Xiaoyu about the numerous mosquitoes on the mountain, the cool breeze, and so on, before hanging up to get her beauty sleep.
An Xiaoyu lay in bed, unable to sleep again.
Yes, she hadn’t seen or heard Shen Yufeng’s explanation, but she chose to believe him anyway!
This feeling was really strange!
Soon, on the anniversary day, An Xiaoyu and Bai Mingxuan went to Qingyun School together.
That day, An Xiaoyu didn’t wear her work attire but instead tied her hair into a ponytail, wore a loose plaid shirt, light-colored jeans, canvas shoes, and carried a backpack on her shoulders. Standing among the crowd, she really looked like a student.
Due to the anniversary, the school invited many people, all of whom had emerged from Qingyun School, either as prominent figures in City A or elites from various industries.
Soon, Bai Mingxuan began chatting with other familiar faces, somewhat leaving An Xiaoyu to herself. He later felt bad and said to An Xiaoyu, "Why don’t you go around yourself for a bit, I’ll call you if needed!"
An Xiaoyu wandered around the school, slowly moving from the front building area towards the back, the multimedia classroom, swimming pool, library, basketball court...
In the bustling crowd, An Xiaoyu felt like she was back in her high school days, everything in front of her seemed both familiar and strange.
Walking along, An Xiaoyu reached the deepest part of the school corridor. It was tranquil here.
An Xiaoyu strolled beneath the corridor; she remembered that every summer during high school, it would be covered with blooming Purple Wisteria, engulfing it in a dreamy hue.
Tired from walking, she sat on a stone bench beneath the corridor to rest, closed her eyes, and remembered the scenes that had happened here.
She had sat under this Purple Wisteria, memorizing vocabulary, studying here.
Also, during her freshman year on her birthday, Qin Zixiao was here too, giving her a birthday present.
It was a carousel music box, as soon as it was opened, the melody of "Sky City" flowed out. She really liked that music box, but later, Chu Mucheng broke it!
Thinking about it now, the carousel, which seems very warm, is the most cruel game in the world. Two carousels, one after the other, chasing each other but with an eternal distance, the one behind can never catch up to the one in front.
The gap of less than a meter kept them forever in two different worlds.
Perhaps, this was a portrayal of her destiny with Qin Zixiao.
An Xiaoyu leaned her head against the pillar and closed her eyes, as if asleep. Yet, over there... an imposing figure appeared unexpectedly.