She didn't want him to misunderstand.
But before she could finish, he interrupted.
Chen Yiyang leaned against the cold railing, his tall figure exuding a lazy and cool aura. He said softly, "Doesn't matter."
These three words fell, and Yun Mi's heart felt as if it had been struck hard.
She looked up at his smooth jawline. His thin lips twitched slightly.
Chen Yiyang's bangs half-covered his eyes as he looked down calmly at her: "I already know what kind of person you are, Yun Mi."
It was rare for him to say her full name so cleanly, his low voice carrying an unquestionable seriousness.
The vast campus was silent in the atmosphere of afternoon self-study.
The corridor was empty.
The girl leaned on the railing, slowly burying her face in her arms. The wind blew, softly scattering her hair.
Yun Mi's eyes felt a little hot. Her voice was muffled, as if the pent-up grievance had finally found an outlet: "Chen Yiyang, take me to skip class."
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Yun Mi wanted to go to IBC, where they sold bicycles.
Chen Yiyang agreed to buy her the gift first for staying.
Consider it as coaxing her.
Chen Yiyang picked out a bicycle of the same model as his.
Chen Yiyang's was silver-black, Yun Mi's was silver-white.
Yun Mi swore she had never received such a perfect gift in her life.
The girl crouched beside the bicycle, holding her face in both hands, tilting her head to look at him, looking utterly blissful. But in her heart, she had already calculated the ownership of this bike countless times.
Chen Yiyang muttered softly, "Pathetic."
"Happy?" he asked.
His tone was casual, but with a hint of deliberate coldness.
But Yun Mi was genuinely in a good mood. She looked up with a smile, "Barely."
Chen Yiyang's lips curled almost imperceptibly.
Yun Mi wanted to try the bike and instinctively started to take off her school jacket.
She suddenly stopped, her fingers shrinking back instinctively.
The ugly scar on the inside of her arm was unsightly.
At lunch, Yun Mi had already forwarded the whole story and related chat records to Coach Jiang.
Coach Jiang said he would handle it as soon as possible.
By evening, the notice of Xu Mingyi's suspension came down.
Barring any surprises, she would be suspended until the day she left the team.
This time, the red disciplinary record was finally stamped solidly behind her name.
After dinner, Yun Mi received a call from Xu Mingyi.
She glanced at the screen and hung up directly.
Xu Mingyi sent an anonymous text: I'm sorry.
Previously, there was no evidence, but this time she was foolish enough to stir up trouble on Shanfu's confession wall.
Xu Mingyi was clearly scared.
But Yun Mi didn't care about her anymore.
She packed her things and, passing the full-length mirror, instinctively looked at her right hand.
The scar spread from the inside of her wrist.
She took a deep breath, gathered her courage, and took off her school jacket.
Aunt Qin came upstairs to remind her that time was almost up.
Yun Mi responded, grabbed her canvas bag, and went downstairs.
When Aunt Qin saw the scar on her right arm, all the words she had intended to say got stuck in her throat. In the end, she just watched in silence as Yun Mi left.
Yun Mi walked downstairs quickly with a calm expression. At the door, she bumped into Chen Yiyang, who was about to leave.
She called out, "Chen Yiyang, wait for me!"
Chen Yiyang couldn't be bothered to wait. He looked her up and down without stopping, his tone perfunctory: "If I wait for you, I'll be late."
"..."
Yun Mi felt there was no worse brother in the world than Chen Yiyang.
She glared fiercely at his back and cursed in her heart: "Chen Yiyang, you're dead."