There are people that are angels with natural broken wings. There are also people that are left for dead because the heavens breaks your wings for you.
That made him suspicious at heart, what disasters did he cause in his previous life to encounter this sort of heavenly punishment?
There are some who say that if the heavens closed a door for you, then it would leave you open a window. If you could not cultivate, then study well. Who knows what you might achieve. There is a possibility that you might turn out to be a great scholar, drink a couple of cups of strong alcohol and write a few lines of poetry that would be passed down over countless generations. However every time LiMuYang opened up a book, his head would become extremely lethargic and as he stares at the blocks of words, falling into deep sleep.
Teachers would scold him, everything was useless.
However LiMuYang remains unchanged.
As long as you let him sleep, everything else was negotiable.
Just like today at the lake tour, the reason why he had such a strong conflict with ZhangChen, was because he did not sleep enough and was right in the middle of a sweet dream and was forced to wake up. At the very least this was what LiMuYang believed in his heart.
LiMuYang’s head poked out from the bathtub and then panted with huge breaths.
“Am I not trash?” LiMuYang thought. “Just then, that punch, what exactly happened?”
The maiden’s eyes were big, as if carrying with it it’s own natural beauty. Except for the pupils that were as black as inky pearls, you almost couldn’t see any whiteness within the eyes. The tip of the nose arched up slightly and her lips were sleek and red. Skin as white as snow, as if it would melt even under a gentle touch of a fingertip. The whiteness of the veil dazzles the eye. The peach red ribbon on top of her head was slightly swaying due to running too quickly. The features of this girl was exquisite. Even if she is in a state of anger, her disposition still attracted people to go up and pinch her small face.
Obviously compared to the so called ‘trash’ brother LiMuYang, LiShiNian was different. From a small age LiShiNian had always been smart and clever. She had always been on top of everyone else. Every year she would produce the most excellent scores and would take the school’s first place and crown. She started studying later than LiMuYang by three years but was only one year below LiMuYang. This was due to her high intelligence from a young age that let her skip two years.
LiShiNian was the school’s little beauty. She was also famous for being one of the flowers of the school. Being able to know in the first instance that LiMuYang was being bullied did not come as a surprise to LiMuYang. LiMuYang used both hands to cover his chest and other important areas, smiled bitterly and said: “LiShiNian, how many times have I told you before to knock before coming in?”
Every time LiShiNian catches LiMuYang reading these kind of “Bad Literature”, she would always , out of morality, take it away and turn it in to her parents. The strange thing was, her parents never had a talk with LiMuYang about this problem.
After leaving she did not forget to close the bathroom door.
A knocking sound came from outside.
LiMuYang had a face full of helplessness and said: “Come in.”
“It was I who was bullying others.” LiMuYang said. He was not bragging to his little sister. He really did send ZhangChen flying with one hit. There were a lot of people that can act as his witness.
LiMuYang looked touched and thought to himself: as expected of my sister.
“Hmph.” LiShiNian lifted up her small face and snorted out loud. Her bangs also swayed along with her movement. “Again its that asshole ZhangChen, I will never forgive him.”
LiMuYang was worried for the safety of his sister. After all, LiShiNian was just a fragile little girl. If ZhangChen really did vent his anger out on her, that was one scenario that LiMuYang did not want to see the most. He would rather suffer some humiliation. This was also the reason why he wasn’t willing to suddenly clash with other people and the reason why he would not talk about the situation being bullied at school with his family.
LiMuYang was touched at heart. He split the big potato inside the case into two halves and said: “We’ll split this.”
The school field is currently holding an interschool friendly polo match. Being Renaissance High School’s polo captain. Hitting balls everyday was ZhangChen’s obligatory course. He loves it more when girls’ crisp and sweet voices are cheering him on as he is shedding sweat.
“ZhangChen, you’re the best!”
“That school sister is so beautiful.”
“Her bouncing around is so cute, just like a little angle.”
The match came to a pause and the group of players crowded around him and started winking.
“Water spirited white cabbage, this time I give ninety points.”
“I’m tired of eating big meals, one has to occasionally tune their tastes and eat something lighter don’t they?”
The fans in the audience immediately let out sharp cries. There were some who delivered tea, some who came to wipe his sweat and some who prepared for him a lunchbox of love.
He saw the little maiden who was, just then, the most proactive and shouted the loudest hiding behind the crowd. Her eyes were prettily staring at him, but showed a embarrassed expression that was unwilling to come near.
ZhangChen left the crowd of people and walked towards the little white cabbage.
“My name is ShiNian.” The little maiden lifted her head to take a glance at ZhangChen, then just like a scared rabbit, quickly lowered her head.
What a great girl. Just then, the instance which she lifted her head and then lowered it, made his heart start to beat rapidly and wildly. She reminded ZhangChen of the empire’s poet XuZhiMo who once wrote: “That one drooping of her head, just like the cool shyness of a water lotus.”
“What do you have in your embrace?”
“Really? Girls who knows how to boil soup is very rare nowadays, the guy that you’ve made the soup for really is someone to be jealous of.”
“Really?” ZhangChen chuckled and smiled. “It looks like that I’m the lucky guy?”
“It’s already very uncommon for a girl to do this.”
“It’s the thought that counts.”
ZhangChen smiled wholeheartedly and said: “Of course, how could I waste a person’s good will?”
“I won’t be burnt.” ZhangChen felt his heart slowly beginning to melt. He received the soup bowl and said: “This gift is the best I’ve ever received.”
As he was drinking, his eyebrows wrinkled.
As he was drinking, his stomach began to convulse.
As he was drinking, his heart began to hurt.’
He suddenly turned around, faced the patch of grass behind him and began to wildly vomit.