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  Chapter 18

  After that, I tried to call Gu Xiao Bei for three days but no one answered. Either he didn't pick up or hung up directly. He also didn't come to school, and I felt like a lonely orphan walking around the empty campus. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. So I rushed to his house and told him we were breaking up. My intention was to scare him, but Gu Xiao Bei was unexpectedly obedient, and my threat became reality. I was stuck in this situation, probably because I had provoked a fierce Northeastern tiger.

  It wasn't until much later that I found out why Gu Xiao Bei hadn't answered my calls those few days - his phone had fallen off.

  After listening to Xiaomoli's song, I was still lost in thought when Wen Jing suddenly handed me a note. Under the dim light, I struggled to see what it said and saw a poorly drawn smiley face and the words "tomorrow is another day". Wen Jing was always good at making people laugh, but this time she had gone too far. My tears immediately welled up, and I wanted to go to the bathroom. As soon as my hand touched the door handle, tears started pouring out.

  When I got home, I went online and sent the photos Gu Xiao Bei had given me of Yao Shanshan. I also downloaded the ringtone "Are You My Happiness?" and changed it on my phone. Every time I heard that melody, my heart ached.

  After that day, I was busy with work. Our company was participating in an advertising exhibition, and Lu Xu specifically asked me to go with him. I thought to myself, why did he choose me when I hadn't been very active in the company? Later, I found out it was because Lu Xu had sold me out. He deliberately didn't want me to have a good day. He said, "Lin Lan, I helped you get the qualification to participate in the competition. We'll work together on this project." His tone was particularly arrogant, like an emperor granting favors to his subjects.

  As soon as we started working, time flew by quickly. I often felt that my youth was being strangled in its cradle by Lu Xu. He would look at me with disdain and say, "You're so old, do you have any shame?" I usually solved problems with him using violence. Generally, I was more agile and quick to react, knowing how to strike first and then pretend to be innocent.

  Every time we fought in the office, I would quickly run to the big conference room to drink water or copy files, pretending to be calm. Lu Xu would chase after me, furious like a lion, but he never dared to touch me. He was impulsive, like a child, and actually hit women - didn't he know I was a girl? It seemed he had problems identifying genders.

  I suddenly remembered Wen Jing's phrase: "You should at least treat me like a human being."

  I knew Lu Xu had been spoiled by his parents since childhood, always carrying around a handkerchief to avoid breathing in fresh air. He also had a gentle girlfriend who never dared to speak loudly. But this time, he had gone too far.

  Actually, it was our teacher Weiwei who taught us that violence is the fastest and most effective way to solve problems. Weiwei had a younger sister who looked exactly like her - even their parents couldn't tell them apart. She would often be mistaken for her sister, but Weiwei never gave her parents face, always loudly declaring "I'm the older sister" in front of everyone.

  In kindergarten, Weiwei started playing the role of a violent conflict resolver. Her biggest hobby was fighting with boys on horseback. Once, a handsome boy approached her sister and said, "I've been here for half a day, but no one wants to play with me. Come and keep me company." His tone was obviously learned from his father - he would definitely become a corrupt official in the future.

  Weiwei's sister couldn't handle this situation, so she ran crying to find her older sister. Weiwei immediately rushed over and punched the boy in the face, resolving the conflict on the spot. Later, that boy became my classmate, Bai Song. Before I knew Weiwei had a younger sister, Bai Song was always puzzled by one question: "Why do girls fight in such a roundabout way? Why do they need to run away and cry before coming back to punch you?"