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Embarrassed, my face flushed.

Just then, Lin Xue said to me: The big sister inside doesn't seem to welcome us, let's go.

All I could do was say, All right.

There was a voice from the doorbell: Wait!

After a while, we finally saw her coming out of the villa through the iron gate in the wall.

She came over to me with an angry look in her eyes and opened the door.

The moment he opened the door, he revealed a gentle and gentle smile towards Lin Xue: Come here, little sister, come in and sit at elder sister's house.

She raised her head and glared at me once more before pulling Lin Xue along to the courtyard with a face full of smiles.

Lin Xue turned her head to look at me and I nodded. The three of them walked towards the villa.

The moment we entered the hall, she helped Lin Xue to sit on the sofa, and herself sat down beside Lin Xue. She held onto Lin Xue's hand and started to feel the cold air, leaving me hanging on the side.

Just as I was about to sit down, she glared at me with her almond-shaped eyes. Didn't you see the guests at home? Get a drink from the fridge!

I'm a guest too! I said unhappily.

Are you going? She looked at me and said in a threatening tone.

I was afraid of her expression, so I went to get a drink.

When I came back, they were still talking

She asked Lin Xue: "Little sister, how old are you?

Sixteen. Lin Xue was obviously not used to her enthusiasm.

Do you have a boyfriend? Do you know that I didn't introduce you to one of them? I live next door to a little king, also 16, I feel that you are quite... I interrupted him halfway through my words.

How old is she? Don't spoil the child. I said unhappily.

She glared at me again before saying to Lin Xue: Little sister, you sit here for a while. Big sister and your brother-in-law have some internal conflicts that they need to settle first.

She led me to her room. She looked back at me and told me: You want to die, you can try. This look is too intimidating. I let her hold me.

When we reached the room, she stared at me with an unfriendly smile that made me feel guilty. So, I started to spawn on her and told her not to teach Lin Xue that way.

I argued again, and she beat me up. He sat on my waist and pressed my head hard against the floor.

She said, "You know it's not good to be in love. Why did you chase after me? I was only sixteen."

When were you sixteen? I resisted, but it didn't work.

He looks like sixteen lines, right? She pushed my head back against the floor.

You're sixteen now, too. I was in so much pain I had to give in.

Yes, she's my girlfriend. We met in college.

Four years ago, I was 20 years old and was in my second year in the provincial capital. My results were average, and the only difference between me and others was that I was the president of the academy's martial arts association.

That day, just as I left the Martial Arts Association's activity room with a large group of people, a junior sister rushed over and stuffed an envelope into my hand.

She said someone asked her to give it to me, and all the students around me were jeering, thinking it was a love letter. I opened it and saw that it was a written challenge! The content was as follows:

Pig head Yang Xiao, hello:

I'm at the track at 5: 00 this afternoon. If you're still a man, come over.

However, I'm afraid that I will have to be carried back here by someone, so you have to bring a few more people with you, otherwise I won't be able to carry you pig. Of course, you won't be beaten to death, because I'm a good student.

If I accidentally kill you, I will help you mop up the grass when your grave is one meter tall.

I am still very considerate, if you want money to buy burial ground, hahaha!

Who's going to hit you (book)

It was just a childish letter, yet it filled every student in the Martial Arts Association with righteous indignation, saying that they wanted to beat up the person who wrote this letter.

I read the letter twice more before laughing. There's no date on it, so just let that kid feed the mosquitoes in the playground. If he comes knocking on our door one day and says we're cowardly, we can use some evidence to say that it's' today '.

Everyone thought that this was a good idea, and that person was certain to suffer a loss.

The next day, when I went to class, someone gave me another letter and opened it:

Abominable Yang Xiao:

Tonight at 8: 00 track, if you don't come, don't blame me for taking action against your friend. Let them be careful when they're alone.

Who's going to hit you (book)

I read it twice more, and it was very different from the previous letter. The words weren't so childish, they were intimidating, and the date wasn't written either.

This is just a threat, I'm thinking about calling the police, thinking about it. If it's just to scare me, I'm here to get my graduation certificate, there's no need to make a big deal out of it.

However, if he were to really attack my friend, that would be troublesome. He had no choice but to check it out at night.

At 8: 00 p.m., I waited on the playground for the man to appear. I waited for half an hour. In the middle, four girls passed by. One of them said, "Is this senior stupid?"

The other said, Yes! There are so many mosquitoes at this time of night, let's hurry back to the dormitory.

Another girl added on: "What do you guys know? He is donating blood to mosquitoes."

Another girl made up for the worst blow: All of you are wrong, this is the process of mating with mosquitoes and spawning eggs.

The four girls walked away laughing, leaving me red in the face. I could see that I had been taken care of.

He thought that if he let me know who that boy was, he would be dead.

After a full day of classes the next day, I thought there would be no letters today. In the end, just as I left the classroom in the afternoon, a girl handed me a letter. I opened it and took a look …

Yang Xiao:

Tonight at 8: 00 track, I...

I didn't want to read anymore, so I threw the letter on the ground and shouted at the girl, "Alright, I'll be there. Tell that kid that he'll be here tonight if he has the guts."

The girl gave me a strange look and left.

At 8 p. m., because of the thunder and the fear of rain, no one was on the track. I was standing in the middle of the field.

If no one was around, it would be more convenient to solve the problem. After all, he would definitely beat that fellow up later on.

As I was thinking about how to hit someone, I saw a figure coming towards me in the dark. I suddenly felt a little nervous, perhaps because of the darkness, and that figure seemed very mysterious, as if it was not to be trifled with.

When she approached, I couldn't help but be stunned. It was actually a beauty.

Her hair was tied back in a ponytail with a single strand of hair. She had large pure eyes under her eyebrows and two dimples on her lips when she smiled.

Wearing a blue dress and a pair of white heels on her feet, she held a small bag in front of her with both hands. She was dressed simply, but she looked like a cute little princess.

When I got closer, I realized that I had seen one of the four girls who had laughed at me when I was standing on the track last night. She didn't look very pretty because her face was full of cells.

I suddenly understood. She had written a war letter to me on the first day and was waiting for me here.

The next day, in order to take revenge on me, let me also stand in the track all night, and with a few girls came over and taunted me.

Here you are. She gave me the bag in her hand with a gentle smile.

I took it and looked at it. It was some medicine for biting mosquitoes.

I was taken aback. You're not here to challenge me?

Who wants to challenge you! Idiot.

Then why did you send me a written challenge? I asked, puzzled.

I heard that you were very shy and that your love letter might not be able to invite you over, so I sent a letter of challenge. the girl said matter-of-factly.

Hearing this reason, my face reddened. Is this a confession? He also felt speechless and murmured, "You're not afraid of being beaten to death."

I'm not afraid, because you can't beat me. Her face was full of provocation.

She actually heard it. But this was too arrogant.

You wrote a threatening letter the second time. I thought about calling the police. I said thankfully.

This letter was taught to me by my friend. As expected, these women were fearless.

What about today's letter? As soon as I finished asking, I realized that I'd thrown it away before I'd even finished reading it. It might not be a letter of challenge.

What's wrong with this letter today? she wondered.

No. I was embarrassed to say I hadn't.

Maybe because the two of us were still young, as we walked in circles around the track, other than finding out that her name was Ye Ling, it was difficult for us to get to know each other. Although both of us had a good impression of each other, we didn't have anything else to talk about.

So the conversation turned to the powder heap. Ye Ling was the first to issue a challenge: Why did the academy's Martial Arts Association allow you to be their president?

Couldn't it?

"If you don't want to get hurt, then quit the Martial Arts Association."

What do you mean, you want to sign a written challenge again?

I don't want it. I was afraid someone would kick the door and hurt you.

Am I that weak? You didn't see me move.

Then I want to see it now.

You do it!

Alright, don't cry later. Big Sis didn't bring sugar.

That night, I was beaten up by Ye Ling. She started learning martial arts since she was eight.

Then we started dating.

Until I decided to go to the mountain village. We had a big fight, and she said she was going to break up, and I agreed.

Now that I think about it, it was too impulsive.