The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

Chapter 285 Likes and dislikes share the same cause

Indeed, no one looked for Lu Yuan.

Grandpa Lu wasn't surprised at all that his grandson hadn't come to the wedding.

It wasn't just because he had an excessively high tolerance for Lu Yuan's outrageous behavior,

Even more so because his son came back.

He was in a heated argument with his son about whether "Lu Nanbei" was qualified to enter the house.

Traditional family skills.

For the villagers, it was certainly outrageous that Lu Yuan didn't come to the wedding.

But this is someone else's family matter.

If their family members don't worry about it, why should others worry?

It's better to watch Lao Lu and Da Lu freestyle fighting for a while.

Huang Zhiyu believed that Lu Yuan had eloped with Shang Qingya.

So she booked a flight back to Taiwan, not knowing what she was going to do there.

Xu Zhixiao thought that Lu Yuan had married Huang Zhiyu.

She took her annual leave and returned to Jinling. She refused the blind dates arranged by her parents and instead used her connections to find a teacher to further her studies.

Mr. Xu's parents felt that their daughter might be focusing all her attention on her work.

Not bad.

You Lian felt that Lu Yuan had chosen Xu Zhixiao.

She temporarily left Nanjiang, and no one knows where she went.

Before leaving, she sent a message to her former master, "Sanxuan," asking for a place.

Even if no one at home or through social connections looks for help, the school will still have to look for it eventually.

These days, it's not easy to lose face.

Good news! The counselor instructed the class monitor to contact the family members who live far away.

Bad news: the class monitor is Shang Qingya.

Shang Qingya contacted Lu Yuan's grandfather.

They also informed Lu Yuan's grandfather that Lu Yuan needed his parents' permission to take leave.

Grandpa Lu had just given his son an uppercut when he heard this, and immediately agreed.

From childhood to adulthood, he has never refused to take leave whenever it involves a long distance.

So Lu Yuan took a long sick leave.

Shang Qingya also took a long sick leave.

After doing all this, Shang Qingya pushed open the door and returned to the "Witch's Imprisonment Hut" in the suburbs, stepping into the room.

I'm in a very good mood.

With everything ready, her happy life was finally about to begin.

She changed into slippers, went to the basement, and opened the door.

When I showed Lu Yuan the photo of his sick leave certificate.

Lu Yuan couldn't hold back any longer.

"You're ruthless, Shang Qingya."

Are you hungry?

As usual, Shang Qingya ignored him and went upstairs to cook.

Then bring the food down.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she said, "Ah~," like a mother feeding her child.

But the road is long, so I won't open my mouth.

Clearly, his resistance intensified after he learned that no one was looking for him.

Unlike yesterday when he had just woken up, he was speaking in a half-joking manner.

Today he simply didn't say a word or eat anything.

"I'll get hungry if I don't eat."

Lu Yuan shook his head, stubbornly refusing to eat.

Shang Qingya knew that Lu Yuan was trying to provoke her.

He wanted to use a hunger strike to force her to let him go.

"If you don't release me, I'll starve to death."

"oh."

Shang Qingya said "Oh," picked up her rice bowl, turned around, and left.

"You're so chaovy, you don't care about me at all."

Lu Yuan silently said something to her retreating figure.

Shang Qingya did not turn around.

It would be a lie to say I don't feel sorry for her.

But the consequence of feeling sorry for someone is that all your efforts will be in vain.

Lu Yuan must think of herself as a fragile little girl, and that seeing him on a hunger strike would surely make her feel sorry for him.

"Lu Yuan, you know too little about me."

Shang Qingya went outside, moved a stool to sit by the door, and started to wait and see with Lu Yuan.

It lasted from morning until midnight.

"Hungry!"

"Eat if you're hungry."

"Let me go, and I'll eat!"

Shang Qingya remained silent and stood guard by the door.

Okay, let's keep this tug-of-war going.

Lu Yuan will definitely eat.

Because fasting sounds simple—just don't open your mouth.

The ability to eat is the most basic human instinct.

When you are extremely hungry, your brain will frantically send signals to urge you to eat.

Even the strongest willpower cannot resist this bodily instinct.

Why did Shang Qingya know?

Because she had been hungry.

It's that simple.

So she made up her mind.

Lu Yuan is far away, but if we just persevere a little longer, we'll definitely get to eat.

Even if he can't bring himself to do it.

If I go in and feed him every now and then, he'll usually eat.

Thinking of this, Shang Qingya felt much more at ease.

I sat by the doorway, gazing absently at the European-style wall lamps and Medea murals overhead.

She chose this place because of this mural.

Medea is the most famous practitioner of love magic.

This mural was already quite niche, and then it was hung on the doorway of a small basement room...

The basement cabin was soundproof enough, and there was a leash for tying knots at the head of the bed. She even saw a huge pet cage in another room.

It's not hard to imagine what this suburban party venue used to be for...

Her plan was launched and implemented in just three days.

He obtained prescription psychotropic drugs from Xu Zhixiao that could not be purchased from pharmacies and added them to his mysterious little potion.

Then, using the money he had earned with Lu Yuan some time ago, he rented a villa, invited Lu Yuan out for drinks, and drugged him.

This is how you drug him.

This plan seems very simple.

But it's actually quite meticulous.

Because only in a tavern or similar setting would a person who faints not attract much attention.

Shang Qingya could even ask the waiter to help Lu Yuan into a taxi.

The waiter will feel that he has done a good job after hearing the thank you.

Bringing people from far away is even simpler; just tip the taxi driver and ask for their help.

Because they came from a bar, they did indeed smell of alcohol.

Therefore, the taxi driver had absolutely no suspicion.

"Lu Yuan definitely wouldn't believe that I could do these things."

Shang Qingya recalled the way Lu Yuan looked at her.

A smile blossomed on her innocent face.

It can only be said that Lu Yuan still doesn't understand her well enough.

I neither understand her personality nor the depth of her obsession.

Human beings have two sides; their likes and dislikes stem from the same source.

A strong sense of empathy often also implies sensitivity.

While they can empathize with your vulnerable emotions, they often overthink things due to being overly sensitive.

When someone is able to recognize your sensitivity, they will embrace you when you are vulnerable.

Then you also have to accept that because of a casual remark you made, she will cry and toss and turn in bed at night, and argue with you endlessly over some trivial matter.

The more you think, the more tears you shed; the more tears you shed, the more love turns into hate.

A person's strengths always evoke both love and hate.

And resilience often means the ability to endure.

Shang Qingya is resilient enough, so she is very good at enduring.

When a person is sensitive enough and tolerant enough.

So, in the dead of night, sensitive thoughts kept brewing in my mind.

Until it brews into a huge obsession.

Therefore, Shang Qingya felt that Lu Yuan would never understand her obsession.

Lu Yuan always said that she had a bright future, and always hoped to use "bright future" to make Shang Qingya give up the idea of ​​binding him.

However, Lu Yuan completely ignored Shang Qingya's growth trajectory.

She was a girl from a poor family.

Poverty is poverty; it can bring you nothing but mental and physical siege.

It can only bring you pain, torment, and exhaustion.

All narratives of "poverty tempering life" are the beautiful fantasies of working people over thousands of years.

Just as 18th-century philosophers always tried to explain the truth to the world, they were surprised to find that people did not pursue the truth.

They only pursue fantasy.

Because if everyone fully understood the truth, people would not be able to survive.

Those fantasies that exist in ideology are the premise that has sustained humanity to this day.

After all, all of a person's mechanisms are designed for "survival".

Shang Qingya is also part of the crowd, and she is a girl who loves to fantasize.

She couldn't tell Lu Yuan just how deep her obsession was.

After leaving Beihai, Lu Yuan worked as a food delivery driver. She fell on the ground during a rainstorm and refused to go to the hospital to save money. When she finally saved up some living expenses and entered the dormitory at the school, she was met with hostility because the cheap quilt she bought on Pinduoduo was leaking cotton. She was also frequently attacked and reported for trying to post videos online.

This is the life of an ordinary person striving to climb higher, with endless exhaustion behind seemingly insignificant achievements.

Her experience with Lu Yuan was almost her only source of emotional support.

When people are tired, they often fantasize about the happiest experiences in their lives to combat depressed emotions.

Everyone is like that; they all fantasize about going back to that time.

She has been struggling to get through each day by fantasizing about "reuniting with Lu Yuan".

If this illusion is completely shattered, forget about a bright future...

It's a miracle she didn't go to the rooftop.

"I'm sorry, the road is long."

Shang Qingya wiped her face, picked up her rice bowl, and pushed the door open again to go inside.

Because she heard Lu Yuan say that he was hungry.

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