So This Is What Heartbreak Feels Like

People say that those born in the 1990s are independent and too rebellious. But how many untold secrets lie behind that rebelliousness? Society's judgments can never define who they are! At this uncertain age, when friendship and love collide, neither side truly understands what is going on.

I remember Ah Sa saying in Beauty on Demand: "If you get on the wrong bus, you'll never make it home."

Will the girls in this story finally find their way home after all their restless nights?

Excerpt One:

A Ran habitually took the soft pack of cigarettes from her pocket and smoked as she walked down the street, paying no attention to the look the middle-aged woman approaching from the other side gave her.

As I watched rings of white smoke curl around my face, I thought I would ascend to heaven in a few seconds, so I deliberately coughed a few times. Sure enough, A Ran looked embarrassed, tossed the half-smoked cigarette to the ground, and stamped it out in one smooth, practiced motion.

Even after she put out the cigarette, I still couldn't breathe any fresh air. Just as I was about to take a deep breath, a truck sped by, and a cloud of dust immediately engulfed me.

"Ha ha! I told you, kid, you're still so much fun!"

Excerpt Two:

Looking at the sparkling liquid in the green bottle, I suddenly wanted some too. Unfortunately, my body acted faster than my thoughts. I realized my right brain was pretty quick on the uptake.

I'd only had a few sips when someone stopped my right hand.

"Don't drink."

I knew it was him, but what right did he have to control me?

"Aren't you sticking your nose into my business?" I said.

I freed my right hand, or rather, yanked it away. Seeing how little he cared about being gentle with a woman, I only shot him a glance and ignored him.

"Go ahead! Drink! Drink yourself to death!"

I never imagined that tragedy would come of those words one day.

Excerpt Three:

"You were with Minsheng last night!"

I looked at A Ran in shock. I knew she understood me better than anyone, and she should have understood my predicament.

"You threw up all over yourself last night, and he carried you back to the dorm. You know, carrying you up to the eighth floor wasn't easy."

After hearing A Ran's words, I paused, then said just two words: "I'm sorry."

She gave a mocking laugh. I didn't understand what she meant. "Who are you apologizing to?" she said, then put out the cigarette in her hand.

Sunlight from the doorway glinted brightly on the smooth floor, casting streaks of light. I curled up at the head of the bed. I didn't know what I'd done wrong.

Chengzi came over and sat by my bed. "You didn't get back until almost three in the morning, when Minsheng carried you in. He explained a lot to us. Seeing how much he cared about you, A Ran felt he deserved better. In her eyes, you're the one who hurt Minsheng. A Ran didn't mean to speak to you like that, she just..."

"Enough. Leave me alone!"

Excerpt Four: ...

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Yi isn't very good at writing synopses, and this isn't the kind of popular story you'll find on Xiaoxiang. Even if no one likes it, Yi will keep writing stories that express her true feelings. The hotheaded strong heroines and harem stories aren't for Yi.

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