Yang Mian’s deskmate was a cute-looking girl.
“Hello, my name is Xi Simeng.”
“Hello, I’m Yang Mian.”
Yang Mian’s eyes were like X-rays.
The moment she looked at Xi Simeng, she saw her future.
[Xi Simeng. Because she’s quite pretty, after graduation she’ll be set up by Yang Huan and end up sleeping with a scumbag. She’ll become pregnant before marriage, won’t even know who the father is, and eventually fall into the underworld. In the end, she’ll contract AIDS.]
Clang!
Xi Simeng’s water bottle suddenly slipped from her hands and crashed heavily onto the floor.
Instantly, all eyes in the classroom turned toward her.
At the same time, the class group chat exploded.
[Oh my God, Xi Simeng is so miserable! She even gets AIDS. Shouldn’t we stay away from her in the future?]
Another student immediately refuted:
[Stop spreading nonsense! Didn’t Yang Mian just say it happens after graduation? She doesn’t have anything right now.]
Someone else questioned:
[Even so, does that automatically mean Yang Mian is telling the truth? How could she possibly know what Xi Simeng’s future will be? Don’t believe everything you hear.]
Another student jumped in:
[Fine, if you think Yang Mian is wrong, then explain why all of us can hear #@q# these things.]
No one could answer.
The group chat instantly fell silent.
Meanwhile, Xi Simeng’s heart was already in turmoil.
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
Her lips trembled slightly, yet no words came out.
Why would Yang Huan target her?
She absolutely refused to let such horrifying things happen to her.
Meanwhile, Yang Mian continued thinking.
[Let me see why Yang Huan would go so far to scheme against her.]
[So that’s it. Xi Simeng got in Yang Huan’s way. Although her grades aren’t very good, she was born with an incredible singing voice.]
[Because of that voice, she successfully entered an arts program and was even noticed by a respected mentor.]
[But that mentor happened to be someone Yang Huan had already set her sights on.]
[Consumed by jealousy, Yang Huan couldn’t accept that someone she considered a worthless member of Class Thirteen could receive such a valuable opportunity.]
[So she carefully orchestrated an entire scheme.]
[Afterward, Xi Simeng’s life spiraled into an endless abyss. She became unexpectedly pregnant, contracted a disease, and eventually her fragile mind could no longer bear the repeated blows.]
[In the end, she chose suicide.]
[Another life destroyed by Yang Huan’s schemes. One more short-lived ghost from Class Thirteen.]
At that moment, Mo Xingchen was furiously typing in the class group chat.
[Impossible! I refuse to believe Yang Huan is that kind of person. She’s our school’s recognized little fairy. She wouldn’t even step on an ant. How could someone that kind frame Xi Simeng?]
Several boys immediately chimed in.
[Exactly. I don’t believe it either. Princess Yang Huan is innocent and kind. Yang Mian is obviously making things up and trying to smear her.]
[Anyone who dares slander our Princess Yang Huan shouldn’t get away with it. We need to teach her a lesson.]
These boys had all been completely deceived by Yang Huan’s carefully crafted image.
They blindly stood behind her and defended her.
However, the female class monitor, Fang Lian, held a different opinion.
She calmly analyzed the situation in the group chat.
[You can know a person’s face without knowing their heart. It’s easy to draw a tiger’s skin but hard to draw its bones. You boys shouldn’t judge Yang Huan solely by appearances.]
As a girl, Fang Lian had always believed that perfect people simply didn’t exist.
To her, Yang Huan’s flawless image was too perfect.
So perfect that it felt fake.
Which only convinced her even more that it was all an act.
The moment Mo Xingchen saw her message, he immediately fired back.
[Fang Lian, are you saying that because Yang Huan is prettier than you, comes from a better family than you, and gets better grades than you? Are you jealous?]
Fang Lian’s hands trembled with anger as she stared at her phone screen.
Has Mo Xingchen’s brain been clogged by dung beetles?
He can’t even see through a white lotus[1]is a slang term for a character who pretends to be pure, innocent, kind, and virtuous while secretly being manipulative, selfish, or malicious. jQuery('#footnote_plugin_tooltip_2504364_1_1').tooltip({ tip: '#footnote_plugin_tooltip_text_2504364_1_1', tipClass: 'footnote_tooltip', effect: 'fade', predelay: 0, fadeInSpeed: 200, delay: 400, fadeOutSpeed: 200, position: 'top center', relative: true, offset: [-7, 0], }); like Yang Huan.
Every time it’s because of Yang Huan that he argues with me. He’s seriously going to drive me crazy.
She couldn’t understand it.
They had grown up together as childhood friends.
The Mo Xingchen she once knew cared about her feelings.
But after entering high school, it was as if he had become a completely different person.
His eyes seemed covered by a thick fog.
He could no longer see any of her good qualities.
All he could see was Yang Huan—that fake, saintly white lotus.
Throughout the entire class period, an unusual atmosphere hung over the room.
The students weren’t paying attention at all.
Not a single one had the mood to listen to the lesson.
Even the homeroom teacher, who was usually diligent and responsible, seemed absent-minded.
He couldn’t focus on teaching either.
After all, he had just heard the inner thoughts of a newly transferred student.
For a teacher who firmly believed that science could explain everything, it was an enormous shock.
How was he supposed to explain something like this to his students?
Was he supposed to tell them that supernatural powers really existed?
That would completely contradict everything he believed as an educator.
And so, during that long and agonizing class period, both teacher and students remained lost in their own complicated thoughts.
Time itself seemed to move unbearably slowly…
Lhaozi’s Note: bahahahahahaha aha ahahahahahahaha kekekeke
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