A live stream that dramatically transformed a depressed schoolgirl shocked netizens across the count

Only the low hum of the ventilation ducts could be heard on the sixth floor of the mall.

Zhao Daqiang did not press forward any further.

He knew all too well how to deal with this girl who had been manipulated by the Shen family since childhood. As long as he stalled, she would obediently submit once the mall was cleared out.

"Qingci."

Zhao Daqiang spoke in a low voice.

"Your mom was waiting for you in the car outside, and she was so angry she had a heart attack."

"I'll ask you one last time—did you come over by yourself, or did your uncle go over and 'invite' you?"

Behind Chen Lang, Shen Qingci's breath hitched.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhao Daqiang's words were a countdown to the peak of his mother Zhao Yulan's anger.

Shen Qingci's knees went weak uncontrollably.

Two hours earlier, she hadn't even trembled when she jumped from the 60-meter-high bridge across the river.

But now, her gaze was fixed on Chen Lang's back.

Beneath her black work jacket lay a large bruise, which she had just touched. It stretched from her shoulder blade down to her waist.

That was caused when he crashed into the steel beam of the bridge pier to save himself.

If things completely fall apart tonight, he'll be surrounded and beaten by twelve people while still injured...

The fingers gripping the hem of Chen Lang's shirt at the back began to grow cold.

The force gradually loosened.

Pale fingers were slowly leaving the black fabric, one by one.

Chen Lang noticed it.

The slight pulling force on my back is disappearing.

He suddenly clenched his right hand into a fist at his side.

In the live stream, 150,000 pairs of eyes were glued to the screen:

Wait...look behind Lang Ge! The hand that was gripping his clothes is letting go!

[Oh my god! My sister is giving up! She wants to go and offer herself as a sacrifice!]

[No!!! If someone with severe depression gives in, they definitely won't survive the night!]

[Brother Lang, turn back! Please don't let her go!]

[This is so nerve-wracking! It's even more suspenseful than watching a mystery drama!]

Three seconds later.

Chen Lang made a move.

He turned around.

He turned his back directly to the twelve burly men carrying batons. His 1.85-meter frame completely blocked Zhao Daqiang's view.

He completely ignored the twelve thugs who could have attacked him at any moment.

The chat in the live stream paused for a second.

Then it exploded completely!

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! He turned around?! He turned around with his back to twelve thugs?!]

[Are you crazy?! Turning your back to the enemy?!]

He was looking at her. Even in this life-or-death moment, his eyes were only on her.

[Damn it, why are my eyes red, even though I'm a grown man?]

Online users: 186,209! Approaching the 200,000 mark!

The levitating ball silently descends to the sides of the two people, cutting into a close-up shot.

In the 8K ultra-high-definition footage, the boy faces away from everyone else, towards the girl whose hat brim is pulled very low.

Chen Lang casually rested his left hand on the glass railing, his long legs slightly bent, his posture relaxed.

"Hey."

Chen Lang spoke.

The voice was kept very low. Only the girl in front of him could hear it clearly, but the 8K recording equipment delivered the syllable precisely to the ears of 190,000 people.

Shen Qingci stiffly raised her head.

Beneath the brim of the hat, those calm, expressionless eyes met a pair of extremely bright black eyes.

Chen Lang was looking at her.

There was no scrutiny, no pity, and certainly no controlling desire disguised as "for your own good."

Only with unwavering certainty.

The twelve burly men, Zhao Daqiang's threats, his suffocating family background, and even the wound on his own back were all kept out of his sight by this gaze.

The only thing he cared about at that moment was the girl named Shen Qingci in front of him.

Chen Lang tilted his head slightly, and stray hairs slipped down his face.

His lips curled up into an undisguised smile.

The chat window suddenly slowed down.

【…】

He smiled.

[Even surrounded by twelve people, his eyes were only for her.]

[Oh no, I'm totally controlled. Is this what top-tier pure love is like?]

Zhao Daqiang was shouting something angrily behind him.

But Shen Qingci didn't hear a single word.

Her entire world fell completely silent the moment Chen Lang laughed.

"Student Shen Qingci."

Chen Lang spoke again, his voice extremely low.

Nearly 200,000 people across the internet heard it.

He paused deliberately for a beat.

The levitating sphere silently recorded the intense tremor that appeared in the girl's previously lifeless pupils.

The hearts of viewers across the internet were in their throats.

"Are you willing—"

Chen Lang slowly raised his right hand, palm facing up, fingers naturally spread.

It was extended to her so openly and firmly.

"Give me your life."

"Come with me on a spontaneous trip that will flatten this messed-up world?"

The chat remained silent for a full three seconds.

Immediately afterwards, the entire screen exploded with characters!

【Aa ...

[Hold on!!! Shen Qingci, you hold that hand!!!]

[Damn! I cried like an idiot in front of 200,000 people!!!]

Choosing him is choosing herself! Please, live on! Hold his hand!

[For the first time in my life, I knelt down and begged someone to live in someone else's live stream!]

Online users: 218,033.

And it's still climbing at an alarming rate!

Shen Qingci stared intently at the outstretched palm in front of her.

His palms were rough, calloused from years of holding heavy objects. On the pad of his index finger, there were still traces of blood from the shards of glass when he crushed her phone with his bare hands ten minutes earlier.

This is the hand that pulled her back from a height of sixty meters two hours ago.

This same hand had effortlessly caught a steel baton capable of shattering a skull with a single palm just five minutes earlier.

And now, it just casually reaches out to her.

No rushing. No pulling. No coercion.

Just wait there.

Behind him, Zhao Daqiang led twelve burly men, their shouts and the threatening sounds of batons striking the ground pressed forward.

But the man's broad back blocked her from the whole world, preventing any sound from getting through.

Shen Qingci raised her eyes and looked at Chen Lang.

That cocky remark still lingered in the cool air.

Shen Qingci's dry lips moved slightly.

She did not speak.

Instead, he gave the most unconventional answer in eighteen years through his actions.

She raised her hand.

Pale, slender fingers, passing through the shadows cast by the down jacket, and over eighteen years of fear, landed steadily in Chen Lang's palm.

Their fingers are intertwined.

The moment their skin touched, Shen Qingci's lips involuntarily curled upwards.

It's neither a polite smile to elders nor a perfunctory response to mask despair.

A faint blush, the color of a living person, rose on his pale cheekbones.

That aloof and stunningly beautiful face, completely stripped of its ashen and lifeless aura, was instantly breathtaking, making it impossible to look away.

The shouting and cursing on the connecting corridor stopped for two seconds.

The passersby who were recording with their phones, including the burly men behind Zhao Daqiang, were all stunned.

"Holy crap..." A guy next to him exclaimed, his Adam's apple bobbing, "Is this face even real? What kind of incredible luck does this guy have..."

The live broadcast ball, hovering in mid-air, accurately captured this scene.

The live stream had 200,000 viewers, and the chat was constantly lagging.

[Aaaaaaah! The God of Pure Love collapses to the ground! What kind of divine redemption story is this?!]

[This school beauty's smile is amazing! Lang Ge is awesome! I'll take this dose of PDA!]

Wait a minute, you guys were so busy looking at the school beauty, didn't you see those twelve burly men behind them turned green? Brother Lang's blatant elopement with a girl right in front of them really put them to the test, bro!

Zhao Daqiang's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

He was ignored.

He led twelve brothers, blocked off eight directions, and spent a long time making threats.

Then this guy turned around and, in front of the entire nation, held hands with that girl!

So he and his twelve brothers are just here as background figures in their saccharine romance drama?!

Zhao Daqiang gritted his teeth so hard they almost broke, and suddenly swung his arm down.

"Get them to it—!!!"