Chapter 814 Sports Students vs Dance Students 46

Shang Yan lived a bright and unrestrained life, and so did her children. They had won medals from almost all kinds of competitions and received too many honors to count.

He stands on the international stage, in a room full of distinguished guests, and can play the drums and guitar uninhibitedly. He can also calmly and confidently give speeches upon invitation in the auditorium of countless big shots. He faces countless flowers and applause, walking in the clouds.

Although he is only seventeen years old, he is seventeen years old different from others.

If I have to use one word to describe him, Pei Xuyan is not excellent because he is excellence itself.

Before meeting him, Shao Xianglu had never imagined that someone could be so outstanding that no one dared to blaspheme. Facing him, she was left with a deep sense of inferiority.

Shao Xianglu was like a woodlouse parasitic in the darkness, silently peeping at all this.

That boy never looked at her once.

Until that day, she was making out with Pei Heng and was bumped into by him.

Shao Xianglu will never forget the contempt in Pei Xuyan's eyes at that time.

Shao Xianglu looked at Shao Tingbin, stroking his gloomy and unpleasant eyebrows with trembling fingers, and cried bitterly: "Tingbin, it was your mother who ruined your life..."

Starting from this day.

Shao Tingbin's last confidence standing in front of Pei Xuyan was completely shattered.

He hates it so much.

Just because of his status as an illegitimate child, will he never be able to hold his head high and be stepped on forever?

Why?

"Mom." Shao Tingbin smiled slightly, his eyes filled with dark clouds, "Stop crying, I don't hate you."

"I'll be alone for a while."

This long and cold winter has finally arrived.

The first snow is not beautiful, it is the beginning of all nightmares, taking the story to another extreme.

It is said that if you kiss the person you like when it first snows, you will be together forever.

The room was dark with no lights on, like a corner that would never see light. Shao Tingbin sat slumped on the floor, his whole body sunk in the shadows, and the beer bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a sharp and ear-piercing sound.

He didn't care much, he held the broken piece and rubbed it with his fingertips, leaving a trail of blood.

"Tick tock, tick tock."

The blood stained the white shirt red, and the arms were covered with mottled scars, which became deeper over time.

He was drunk, his fingertips were trembling, and he called Qi'an. In the ethereal darkness, he tried to grasp the last warmth. Even if a moth flew into the flame, it didn't matter.

The call was connected.

"Shao Tingbin?"

The girl's soft voice fell, accompanied by the sound of wind and snow.

A faint fire burned in Shao Tingbin's eyes, and he moved his lips hoarsely. Just as he was about to speak, he heard an extremely familiar and light male voice coming from the other side.

"Senior sister, pass the ball."

She said yes.

It's Pei Xuyan, so they are together.

After a brief silence, Qi'an asked him: "Shao Tingbin, what's wrong?"

The only thing left on the phone was a beeping busy tone.

The phone fell to the ground, but the screen was still on.

The person on the other side calling his name suspiciously was a pair of invisible hands, squeezing his heart wantonly, until it was deformed, twisted, and dripping with blood.

She screamed a lot.

Shao Tingbin never said a word.

Later the phone hung up.

What is lost is lost forever.

Shao Tingbin suddenly felt very funny. He laughed quietly at first, and then gradually laughed loudly, even his shoulders were shaking!

The hoarse laughter echoed in the empty room.

If he were Pei Xuyan.

If he had Pei Xuyan's background, education, family and environment.

Will Qi'an still reject him?

Why could nothing in his life defeat Pei Xuyan?

Shao Tingbin pressed a series of phone numbers.

The person on the other end connected, with a confident smile: "Tingbin, have you thought about it?"

"Dad." Shao Tingbin's side face was expressionless, almost ghostly, something different from before, word for word, "When will I go home?"

When Qi'an answered the phone, she just raised her head and looked in the direction of the basketball.

Pei Xuyan stood there with many friends, with a whole winter of snow behind him.

Perhaps because of the exercise, he took off his coat and wore it very thinly. His body was tall and vigorous. The heat from his breath turned into white mist and rose up. His forehead was moist, and his brows were full of energy. His pair of peach blossom eyes looked in her direction.

He said: "School girl, pass the ball."

Qi An was stunned for a moment and threw the basketball to him.

He didn't say much, just said thank you and continued playing ball with his friends.

Qi'an passed by the playground, and she could still hear their laughter even when she was far away, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

The years are quiet and peaceful, with no worries.

No one spoke on the other side of the phone for a long time. Qi'an was puzzled and thought it was a signal problem, so he called again several times. In the end, his cell phone showed that the line was busy.

Qi'an had no choice but to give up, hesitated, and sent him a message on WeChat.

[You are very good, and you will meet better girls in the future. We...are still friends, right?]

Qi'an was also very sad to let go of nineteen years of friendship. She felt a little tired in the next few days, so she put all her energy into training. She often practiced dancing until very late, and also found time to study Shang Yan.

The dance drama "Winter Lock".

She wanted to fight for this role, at least to live up to herself.

As a result, the schedule every day is very full, and Pei Xuyan is even less likely to be seen.

Whether they were dance students or sports students, they were busy training during the day, and Qi An deliberately avoided them, so the two of them had almost no interaction. Even if they met occasionally, they would just give a nod to each other.

The relationship between them was originally initiated by him, but now that Qi'an has stepped back, it has suddenly cooled down and many possibilities have been lost.

He is still surrounded by stars. As for having her more or less, it will not have any impact on his life. At most, he will lose some interest.

Towards the end of November, the weather is getting colder and colder. It is a snowy season in Ningcheng. Since the beginning of winter, it has rained intermittently for three or four times, and it stopped last night.

Thin ice formed along the huge playground, and college students walked together in twos and threes, walking aimlessly.

Qi'an also went out to hang out with her roommate, walking in a clockwise circle along the track, wrapping herself tightly in a fluffy milk tea-colored scarf, covering half of her chin, revealing milky white skin, and jumping in place twice.

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“It’s so cold, so cold!!”

Fang Yingying sighed: "It's not easy to go out with you. It feels like all the people you train have lost weight. Why are their faces so pale?"

"No." Qi'an said with a smile, "I still love you."

Fang Yingying touched her face, feeling uneasy.

"I think you're fine and you should go to the hospital for a checkup. There's nothing to lose in a physical examination. Also, you've been..."

Several girls were talking and suddenly stopped.

"Pei Xuyan!" The roommate's eyes lit up as he dragged Qi'an and said.

Qi'an was stunned for a moment and looked up.
Chapter completed!