My iceberg fiancee is very possessive

Time slowly passed through the fingers, and the conversation between the two seemed to have returned to the starting point, and only the hearts of both parties had changed.

"What...what should I do, Qingqing, I...I really want him..."

Looking at Chen Xuanyu's cold words on the screen, Bai Qingning tried her best to hold back the tears in her eyes. She had cried many times today and couldn't cry anymore.

But the bitterness and sobbing in her voice could not be covered up.

"Sister Qingning, don't be sad. Everyone has that hurdle in their hearts. He must be very lonely."

Lin Qingqing, who was sitting next to her, also leaned over distressedly, and her soft little hands gently stroked Bai Qingning's red and swollen eyes, gently comforting her.

But the more gentle and caring Lin Qingqing was, the more Bai Qingning wanted to cry. When she thought of Chen Xuanyu's lonely back, her crystal tears fell like a kite with a broken string.

A trace of courage flashed in her pitiful eyes, and she gently picked up the phone in her hand, as if making a final effort.

"Xuanyu... I'm sorry, do you... do you still remember the little monkey you gave me when I was a kid? It's still here with me now."

"I didn't... I didn't break it. I also... kept the tumbler you gave me very well. Woo... Woo"

Bai Qingning choked up countless times with just two short sentences. Knowing that she couldn't cover up the choking sound in her voice, she simply cried out loudly.

Chen Xuanyu on the other end of the phone naturally heard the two voice messages sent by Bai Qingning. He was filled with irritability and depression, and was confused for a while.

Looking at the pure white scarf in the other person's avatar, a trace of fatigue flashed in his dark pupils. He sighed softly and finally liked the circle of friends.

"Like it, don't disturb my rest."

The green bubble message ring interrupted Bai Qingning's crying. Although the tone in the message was still indifferent, it made the crying kitten show a satisfied smile.

"Thank you... Thank you, you... I have kept the scarf you dropped on the ground before. Is it for me?"

The white palm gently held the cute little monkey, and there was still a trace of sobbing in her voice, but compared with the previous bitterness, the tone was still much softer.

"I don't remember, I'm going to sleep, don't send messages anymore."

Chen Xuanyu's cold and lonely voice sounded in the phone. This was the first time Bai Qingning heard his voice on the phone.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the cold voice kept echoing in her ears, as if it was to be engraved in her heart.

After a long time, the choking voice sounded in the dormitory.

"I... I will continue to work hard."

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On a summer night, the bright crescent moon was covered by thick clouds, and darkness enveloped the world. The originally noisy dormitory had long been silent.

The only sound was the whirring sound of the air conditioner when it made cold air, soft and cool.

"Don't play with him, he's a bastard, even his grandfather isn't his biological parent."

"He picked him up from the trash can, no wonder he's so dirty, we all have new clothes for the New Year, but he can only patch up his torn clothes for the New Year."

Memories came flooding in like a tide, making Chen Xuanyu unable to tell whether this was reality or a dream.

Pieces of hard stones flew towards him, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge, but his legs were like lead, and the speed was extremely slow.

A series of piercing pains swept through his nerves, and the skin on his forehead had long been ulcerated by the smash, revealing bright red flesh and blood.

Glittering tears slipped out of Chen Xuanyu's eyes unconsciously, he hugged his head and squatted down gently to block the flying stones.

He didn't want to go back to the past, not even for a moment.

But God didn't seem to let Chen Xuanyu get his wish. Amid the laughter of the children, the surrounding scenes were distorted rapidly, and what followed was the terrifying environment - junior high school.

He still sat in that familiar yet unfamiliar corner, but the sounds around him were amplified countless times in his ears.

"Chen Xuanyu, why are your parents so busy every time there is a parent-teacher meeting?"

The head teacher on the podium was slapping the desk hard. Three parent-teacher meetings had been held in three months since the start of school, and the seats next to Chen Xuanyu were all empty without exception.

"Teacher, he... he has no parents, aren't you making things difficult for him?"

As soon as the harsh voice fell, the originally silent classroom seemed to have a chance to breathe. While whispering, sarcastic eyes were also cast at Chen Xuanyu.

"No wonder, no wonder he wears tattered clothes, maybe he picked up his clothes."

"Why do you think Sister Qingning wants to play with him? He looks like a beggar, but his family has money to send him to school."

"If it were me, I would have found a rope to hang myself. Who wants to play with a beggar?"

There were bright smiles on countless young faces, but the sarcasm in their eyes and the words they uttered made people feel cold.

They kept rushing towards him like zombies, and their sharp claws cut Chen Xuanyu's skin like sharp blades, as if they wanted to devour him.

"I... I'm not a beggar, I... I have a grandfather, I... I have a little mute."

The words of defense had no effect on the surging zombie frenzy, but made them more excited, and they tried to split their already scarred hearts.

Everything seemed to have returned to the original state, back to that dark world, leaving only the loneliness and coldness of one person.

He was so tired that he really wanted to be drowned in darkness and never wake up again...

Time is like a ruthless carving knife. The past has been gone for many years, but it still lingers in the long river of time.

"Ding-ling-ling-ling-ling..."

I don't know how long he lay there, until the deafening ring of the phone came to his ears, pulling the tired Chen Xuanyu out of his dream.

His tense body sat up straight as a reflex, and the cold sweat secreted from his back had already completely wet his clothes. The sun outside the window was so bright that it almost shone on his face.

Yang Guo and Kang Ning were still sitting on the desk below, eating and chatting, and the aroma of food slowly drifted towards the upper bunk.

Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, Chen Xuanyu actually felt a sense of pleasure after surviving a disaster. His mobile phone was still vibrating beside his pillow, sliding the answer button.

"Hey, Xiaoyu, school has been open for several days, but you didn't call me or send me a message. You're so worried about me."

Hearing the familiar voice of his grandfather, Chen Xuanyu's mood slowly calmed down, and he lay down with a tired face.

"Grandpa, I forgot about it these days. If you miss me, just send me a message. I don't have classes these days, so I'm usually fine."

Hearing Chen Xuanyu's tired tone, the old man frowned, revealing deep worry in his tone.

"Having a nightmare again? I told you to go see a psychologist, but you refused to go. I asked you and you refused to tell me. You're so anxious."

This kind of thing has happened not once or twice, but many times.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me. Having a nightmare is not a disease. I can still eat, drink and have fun. Don't you think so?"

Chen Xuanyu tried his best to make his tone sound cheerful. He didn't want to affect other people's moods because of his own problems, especially his grandfather.

"Smelly boy, I almost forgot to ask you, are you exercising every morning? How is your exercise going?"

"Uh... I do it every day, but I exercise later."

Hearing the old man's question, Chen Xuanyu scratched his nose awkwardly, and his pale face instantly turned red.

"What time in the morning? 6 o'clock? 7 o'clock?"

"About 8 or 9 o'clock."

"That's a bit late. I'll call you a lazy boy from now on. But 8 or 9 o'clock is also good. You can absorb the essence of the sun."

"I mean 8 or 9 o'clock in the evening."

"... I can't beat you to death."

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