While I was actively preparing for my wedding, my mom told me that Nash had committed suicide. He died on Thanksgiving night. His parents' cries were deafening. My dad quickly put on his clothes and rushed over, fearing that the two elderly people would have problems, as there was no one to take car
"Can you share Nash’s contact info with me?" The girl who was well-known around campus lightly poked my arm.Near the classroom window, a figure came into view.It was 17-year-old Nash Xander.I suddenly snapped back to my senses, clutching my chest and gasping for breath."What's the matter with yo
This path was undeniably challenging, but regardless of how tough it might get, I was determined to give it a shot. I had faith in myself!I overheard Yvonne boasting to someone, "Oh, come on, Nash is just a guy others hype up. In reality, he doesn't know anything; he's just a bit of an art geek."O
"Wendy, why aren't you speaking? Are you willing to help me or not?"Seeing Nash's hopeful expression, I pulled out my phone and dialed Yvonne's number.Willing? Of course, why wouldn't I be? How else would I get to witness this drama unfold?"Yvonne, Nash has passed out drunk at my doorstep, shouti
Mrs. Xander walked in followed by our homeroom teacher, her face stern and icy."Who is Yvonne?" she demanded, her sharp gaze scanning the room. None of the students dared to make a sound.Yvonne, seated next to me, furrowed her brow and swiftly tapped a few times on her phone, then stood up calmly.
"Alright, talk to your child calmly," our homeroom teacher said, pouring a cup of tea for Mrs. Xander and patting her hand.Our homeroom teacher and Mrs. Xander were old classmates and had a very close relationship. With her soothing words, Mrs. Xander managed to restrain her anger.Both Mrs. Xander
I paid no attention to all of this and dedicated all my time to my studies. Whenever I encountered something I didn't understand, I would seek guidance from my teachers. My parents even hired a private tutor for me. After school each day, I focused on strengthening my weaker subjects.Following the
I acknowledged Mrs. Xander as I passed her, not sparing a single glance or word for Nash and Yvonne.He was right.We didn't have anything to do with each other.We were simply childhood neighbors who had spent the first dozen years of our lives side by side. Nash and I were born in the same hospita
While I was actively preparing for my wedding, my mom told me that Nash had committed suicide. He died on Thanksgiving night. His parents' cries were deafening. My dad quickly put on his clothes and rushed over, fearing that the two elderly people would have problems, as there was no one to take car
"I saw her at a nightclub the other day. I almost didn't recognize her; she's nothing like her high school self.""What about Nash?""Nash opened a restaurant on Duxton Road. I heard the business is average. Their love was truly touching back in the day; who could have predicted that it would end up
Yvonne didn't understand his struggles at all. She called him a useless person and claimed that he couldn't even make as much money as she spent in one night. They argued constantly over trivial matters in their lives. The beautiful moments they had shared during their youth were gradually eroded by
I turned around, following his pointing finger, and saw a man in a white shirt standing not far away. He had an apron tied around his waist, and his once handsome face now bore a light stubble. It had been several years, and he had aged considerably, looking less like a man approaching his thirties
Upon entering the restaurant, I immediately noticed its distinctive decor. In one corner, there was even a grand piano, next to which stood an easel with a painting of white roses. My body tensed, and suddenly, long-forgotten memories came rushing back.I walked over instinctively, noticing a patch
Investors flocked in, and our first round of investment reached fifty million. Surprisingly, by the end of the year, our revenue had reached a staggering one hundred and fifty million.We also caught the peak of the e-commerce era, with all our projects blossoming.At a young age, I became a multimi
Unexpectedly, this former teacher turned current live streamer became extremely popular in no time.He said, "Leaving the countryside, departing from our hometown, relocating to the city for the sake of livelihood, education, healthcare, or many other reasons. However, the painful realization is tha
"Oh?" I became interested. "Is that so? How many pounds of oranges did your family grow this year?"The elderly man's face turned slightly troubled as he took a puff of his cigarette. "I have almost 10,000 pounds of oranges, but this year's market is not good, and I can't sell them."Steve and I exc
Just then, a flashlight beam shone through, and we heard a voice from outside, "Who's there?"Steve couldn't help rolling his eyes. I burst into laughter in the passenger seat, and Steve reached over and playfully tapped my forehead. He rolled down the car window and politely replied, "We came from