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The classroom was quiet.
Zane’s question hung in the air. Everyone
waited for my answer.
I scoffed.
My gaze swept over their faces.
I sneered, “A complete liar has the nerve to
ask that?”
“Have you all forgotten?”
“We broke up?”
I took Ling Xiao’s hand in front of them.
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“Get lost, don’t bother me.”
Ling Xiao held my hand tightly.
As we reached the door, Xavier shouted, “I
didn’t agree to break up!”
“Sis, I’m sorry for the bet, anything you want!” “Please don’t be angry, don’t leave with him!” Xavier’s eyes were red, he wasn’t acting.
He mumbled, “I just realized… I like you…‘
I laughed coldly, “Is your liking something
good?”
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“It doesn’t make me happy, it disgusts me.”
Xavier stared at me, tears falling.
I’d considered him my little brother, tolerating
his offenses.
But he repeatedly trampled on my feelings.
I left without looking back.
In Ling Xiao’s car, he tried to cheer me up.
I asked, “How many days have we been
together?”
Ling Xiao hesitated, “Twenty–nine.”
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I wanted it to end.
“Come to my place tomorrow. A month anniversary deserves a celebration.”
Ling Xiao agreed, eager to pick out a gift.
I said I had a gift for him too, but wouldn’t
say what it was.
He was curious.
The next day, he arrived at my house.
I blindfolded him.
He nervously asked, “Honey, the gift is…”
“Shh, don’t guess.”
I pressed my finger to his lips.
I led him to a chair.
He was tense and compliant.
Even when I asked him to undress and tied
him up, he only mumbled, “…You like this?”
His breathing grew heavy.
I opened the door, and footsteps sounded.
Ling Xiao asked, “Honey, is someone here?”
The blindfold was removed.
Ling Xiao’s eyes widened in shock.
He saw the cameras and five large men.
I was expressionless, “Xiao Ling, are you satisfied with my gift?”
