4The most difficult thing in the next semester was the choice between literature and science. I asked a lot of people for opinions, including my parents, teachers, friends, and... Ryan."Go with science."His answer was the clearest. He didn't ask me to do it according to my own thoughts, nor did he ask about my specialty.I thought it was probably because he loved science."But I'll have to go to another campus if I study science," I pouted.I sat next to him, and the wind in the lab was still blowing. There were only the two of us, and his voice was cold and pleasant."Oh, you finally won't come to swipe my meal card?" Ryan said.I was speechless.I didn't eat too much. He was so petty.There was a knock on the door of the lab, and a girl came in. I had seen this girl before. She seemed to come to see Ryan frequently those days because they were working on a project.Every time she came here, she would ask some academic questions. But today, she dressed up very beautifull
7I have been lying on the bed for almost an hour and found that the reason why I couldn't fall asleep might not be because of Ryan, but because I was simply used to sleeping in my own bed.Since I couldn't fall asleep, I gave up sleeping. I opened the door on tiptoe. It was quiet in the living room, and no one was there.I'd like to get some water. I went to the kitchen in the dark and glanced at Ryan's room. The door was closed. He seemed to be asleep.I didn't know why I acted like a thief, and I was not used to the darkness innately. I didn't know where the water dispenser was."What are you doing?"A cold voice sounded in the darkness. I looked up and found that Ryan was sitting on the marble table in the kitchen. The moonlight outside the window lit his face, and he looked down at me quietly."I... I'd like to get some water," I said in a low voice.It seemed that Ryan was shaking a medicine bottle, and the sound of medicine grains rolling was very clear at night. We just
9I didn't know where I was. The sun outside the window shone on the ground, and I seemed to smell chemicals.When I raised my head, I saw a vague figure in front of me. The white coat and cold eyes seemed to be a little familiar.He looked at me quietly, neither getting close nor getting far away.I wanted to rush over, pull his collar and ask him why. I wanted to know why he left, why he imprisoned me, and what on earth he had experienced in the past few years.But... Who was he?He seemed to see me with his hands in his pockets. He smiled at me and then turned away.I suddenly stood up and wanted to chase him, but he instantly turned into white fragments and dissipated in the wind.The rain in June was heavy. Thunder outside the window woke me up, and I trembled violently.The room was dark, and my head was dizzy. I fell off the bed after a thunderclap.I was scared.My body seemed to be very sensitive. The sudden thunder made me lose my mind in an instant. After a long t
12On the second day, I was shocked by the person who directly fell in from outside.The man rubbed his head and hissed. Then he looked up at me with no surprise.He asked, "Have you forgotten who I am?"I looked at him quietly and nodded."Fine..."My name is Charlie Goodwin..." he patiently introduced himself to me.That made me couldn't help laughing.He was stunned and then chuckled."You bad girl, Bernadette. You are fooling me again."When he sat in front of me, I always felt some indescribable familiarity.It seemed that we had known each other for a long time, so I felt at ease when he just looked at me without saying anything."Charlie, tell me how we knew each other."He repeated this question. "How did we know each other?"He put his hand behind his back and looked up as if he was recalling carefully. Only then did I find that he had always been dressed very casually.It seemed that Ryan would never wear white T-shirts and underpants. He always wore black suit
14It was already December. There seemed to be no sign of coldness in the north that year. I loosened my scarf and leaned over the coffee shop, feeling a little tired.He still didn't come.We had made an appointment to celebrate Christmas together, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Maybe there were too many girls who wanted to play with him today, and I didn't even know if he still remembered that I had become his girlfriend.I was in a daze. When I got up after a long time, I found a person sleeping next to me.Charlie wore less than I did, and the thin sweatshirt was particularly loose on his body. From my position, I could see his faintly visible collarbone.He used to sleep like this when he helped me with my lessons. He bent over the desk as if he lacked sleep.I hit him."Ouch, Bernie, you hit me?"He rubbed his waist, sat up, and looked at me with his chin propped up. After a while, he gently raised the corners of his mouth.He asked, "Where do you want to go?"
Author: Xiao Yu E My brother, Axel James, was a crazy man. He was locking me in the dressing room at the moment."Don't call me brother. Call me Mr. James, okay?" Axel said, holding me in his arms peremptorily.I wriggled uncomfortably and looked around vigilantly. I grabbed his arm and begged, "Someone will come in.""Do you think I will care about that?"He didn't care at all and gently rubbed my back with his palm.When he felt the cold sweat on my back, Axel stopped and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"Since I didn't say anything, Axel had to raise my chin and forced me to look at him. "Why are you crying? What a bummer." Then he wiped my tears slowly and continued, "No one will come in. Mia Andrew is at the door."I held my arms uneasily and sobbed, "Why do you do this to me?"1The first time I met Axel, he stretched out his hand to me and smiled brightly as his dimples showed up. "Mariam, I'm your brother."I held my breath and looked at him in a daze, trying to sm
4I covered my red and swollen lips and escaped from the room, but accidentally fell off the steps."Ouch!" I squinted my eyes and rubbed my legs in pain. Fortunately, I wasn't badly injured. I used to cry for a long time when I fell, but since the change of Axel, I could endure it no matter how painful it was.The more I cried, the more enjoyable he was. It was a vicious circle.I smiled mockingly. When I was about to stand up, a pair of hands appeared before me. I looked up. It was Jadon Hobbes.The warm sunshine fell on him, making his eyes sparkle. He gave a bright smile, tender and eye-catching.Different from Axel who became famous in his youth, it took Jadon several years to reach the current high position. I've seen his magnum opus, and I had to say he was really awesome.I found another advantage to participate in this variety show—I could meet my idol at a close distance. I wiped my hand devoutly and stretched out it. "Hello, Mr. Hobbes, I've seen your movie."Jadon s
6After the shooting of the latest show, a group of reporters came to interview us. It seemed that this show was regarded as excellent and popular, and the director didn't need to pay for promotion.Outside the preparation room, some unknown actors including me sat on the chairs and waited for the end of Axel's interview.It was not until he was about to finish that Jadon arrived. Well, like Axel, Jadon was also very famous in showbiz. There was no need for him to wait with us.But according to seniority, shouldn't Jadon be the one who was interviewed first?I sent the question to Emelia Andrew."Don't you understand? Your boss is more famous than Jadon."Emelia's answer seemed to despise me that as a lackey, I didn't even know this.Of course, I knew that."But Mr. Hobbes's and Mr. James's names appear together every time. Aren't they at the same level?"This was the first time that Emelia patiently explained to me, "Jadon and Axel are the same types. It seems they have simi