A beautiful summer night

Yunli thought she would lose control of her emotions and explode at any moment after she finished speaking, but when she finished the last word, she remained calm.

She harbored hatred in her heart.

It's impossible to forgive.

The calm at this moment was largely due to the fact that she had finally told Jiang Baichuan the reasons why she transferred schools back then and why she was averse to doing that kind of thing.

It felt like a heavy stone weighing on my heart had finally been completely crushed.

She was about to relax when a sense of fear crept in.

Fear of Jiang Baichuan's reaction.

But when he raised his gaze slightly, he saw a fierce killing intent surging in Jiang Baichuan's deep eyes.

Yunli was slightly taken aback.

If looks could kill, then the most heinous villains would have been torn to pieces long ago.

Memories took him back to that sweltering summer day. Jiang Baichuan, who had skipped PE class, hid under a big tree behind the equipment room and fell asleep on the ground. When he woke up, get out of class was over. He slowly got up and left, but as he passed the door of the equipment room, he heard a loud bang from inside.

At that moment, he happened to glance up and saw Teacher Liu hurriedly looking for someone, and guessed that the nephew who was causing Teacher Liu so much trouble was probably hiding in the equipment room.

Although Jiang Baichuan would occasionally skip classes during his student days, he usually still had a heart that respected teachers, so he kindly called out and went over to tell Teacher Liu that there was someone in the equipment room.

He didn't know what happened next.

He didn't know Yunli was inside.

I didn't know that Yunli had been bullied.

He passed by, but then left...

A blush rose to the corners of Jiang Baichuan's eyes.

"If I..."

He suddenly couldn't make a sound.

No if.

"Jiang Baichuan, thank you." Yun Li, with tears still in her own eyes, wiped his eyes first and smiled. "I just remembered that you once passed by."

If it weren't for that sudden voice, Liu Tai wouldn't have stopped tearing off her clothes.

It was he who called Teacher Liu over, which allowed her to escape.

No wonder she couldn't help but notice his voice when they met in the south of the city.

It turns out that this voice had once pulled her out of the deepest hell.

Jiang Bai's pupils seemed somewhat unfocused, as if he was lost in thought. He only looked down at Yun Li when he heard her speak, but his gaze remained sharp.

He was thinking that Liu Ye, the homeroom teacher from No. 1 High School, was also at the last birthday party he attended.

He recalled Yunli's disgust when she saw Liu Ye.

She remembered Liu Ye asking her if Yun Li was doing well.

I remember how excited I was when I learned that Yunli was my classmate in the same class as me in the first year of high school, and how I mentioned Liu Ye to her many times.

He recalled how Yunli had inexplicably lost her temper with him back then.

No.

It wasn't without reason...

Jiang Baichuan felt extremely regretful.

He deserves to die.

Seemingly hearing Jiang Baichuan's gritted teeth and the murderous aura emanating from him, Yun Li leaned softly against him: "Hug me, Jiang Baichuan."

Before her mind could process it, Jiang Baichuan had already pulled her into his arms. After regaining his senses, the arms around her tightened, as if he wanted to meld her into his own body.

"Don't be afraid," Jiang Baichuan said. "I will get justice for you."

Yunli was taken aback: "What?"

Jiang Baichuan took a deep breath and silently processed the situation: "It's nothing."

After a while, he said again, "So that's why you don't like white?"

He jumped to a topic too quickly, and Yunli was a little surprised that he would think in this direction. But he guessed right. Yunli didn't want to explain and only used silence to answer.

Jiang Baichuan stroked her long hair, his voice low and deep: "You are the girl I have ever seen who best matches white, Yunli, so clean and pure, so flawless."

Those who are unclean, corrupt, and filthy are the scum of the earth.

On a table not far away, there was a vase with several white roses in it.

Flowers in full bloom, pure and flawless.

Yunli slowly loosened her grip on Jiang Baichuan's clothes, and her tense body gradually relaxed.

She heard Jiang Baichuan say that.

"I love you, whether you are in full bloom, withering, or decaying, I will always love you."

After that day, when Jiang Baichuan sent her flowers again, they weren't the usual lychee roses.

Instead, they are flowers blooming in all shapes and sizes under the harsh winter.

His Yunli is like a flower that is spotless.

Nothing can stop her from growing and blooming.