My Little Ancestor Is Sweet And Wild ( Part-1 )

Chapter 37

                          𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘂𝗲

"Can you shut your mouth!?"

Lin Zhouyang liked Ye Ci, but he never said it out loud though almost everyone knew it.

Unlike Ding Xi, in his opinion, Ye Ci was perfect in every way, and since he liked her, he should not hold her back. He knew what a third-year high-schooler should focus on. Therefore, after some serious thought, he decided to sit further away.

Lin Zhouyang covered Ren Qian's mouth and pinned him down with an elbow strike.

"I, Brother Lin, grace you with my presence. Know your place and be grateful, you jerk!"

Ren Qian reached out to a pen and paper on the table and scribbled something.

Lin Zhouyang moved closer to see what Ren Qian was writing. "What are you-"

A few big words were scrawled on the paper: 'I'd rather die!'

Lin Zhouyang widened his eyes.

The two guys were fooling around for some time before Pei Song spoke, "There's a recitation during English class tomorrow. Have you guys memorized all the selected text?"

Lin Zhouyang froze. He returned to his seat and opened his English textbook to stare at the words as if he was looking at his arch-nemesis.

Recitation? He could barely read the question!

The rest of the class trickled in one after another, and the last student marked the end of the seat arrangement session.

.........

Sunday arrived in the blink of an eye.

Ning Li had no class today, but she had trouble sleeping at night because she had a long and chaotic nightmare.

The dream had started in darkness. She looked around but could not see a thing.

Then, soft light entered her sight, and before she knew it, she found herself in a room.

She wanted to leave, but when she turned around, she ran into someone.

When the refreshing and rich fragrance of alcohol entered her nose, she recognized the person right away.

"Lu Huaiyu?"

She looked up at the man.

The environment remained dark, but for some reason, his face was clear. She could see it all: his brows, his nose, his eyes...

He slightly leaned forward with a smile, staring into her eyes, and said, "Didn't I tell you not to make me mad?!"

Ning Li shook her head. "I didn't-"

Lu Huaiyu did not say a word. He stared at her with his abysmal gaze. It felt like a whirlpool sucking her soul in.

Before she knew it, he disappeared and the environment changed instantly.

She found herself in a white room with four walls. The refreshing fragrance faded and was replaced by a heavy smell of antiseptic.

Ning Li's heart throbbed. It was the rehabilitation center!

Inside the room was a bed with a person on it.

The person looked thin, pale, and exhausted. It was herself, her old self!

The old Ning Li fought her exhaustion to get up. She had a phone with her and seemed to be talking to someone.

The phone did not belong to her. After she was locked up in the rehabilitation center, she was denied all means of contacting the outside world. Luckily, when she was released for some air, she managed to steal the phone from a janitor.