storm, part 1

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Author's Note: I really wish the show focused more on Shancai's jealousy, so here is...this.

- coexistantLilli

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She almost can't believe it when she sees him take Xiaozi's hand and run out of the marriage meeting with his mother and Xiaozi's parents.

She is frozen in place, trying to collect her thoughts.

Shancai feels a huge sense of–no, a twinge–of annoyance. Who is this girl, anyway? She's never recalled seeing her. What happened to not being into model-like girls? No, in fact, what happened to following her to Mars? She thinks bitterly.

Then she realizes she has no right to think it, but that just manages to make her feel even worse.

Her hand curls into a fist, but she doesn't realize this as she tries to move out of the room, nor does she register Daoming Feng's voice calling after her, asking her where the hell she thinks she's going.

Instead, she walks sluggishly out of the room, as if in a daze, blaming her burning eyes on the sudden harsh wind outside.

She fingers her necklace, the symbol of being his that she hates that she loves, and stops herself from ripping it off violently.

The clouds above are grey, signaling a storm coming.

She sighs and lets go of the necklace.

She needs it, she realizes, as a single raindrop touches her head.

After all, it's the only proof left he was ever in love with a girl like her.

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She thought nothing could compare to the pain she felt when seeing their linked hands as he ran away with her the day before, but she realizes she was sorely mistaken.

Nothing, nothing, could have prepared her for the torrent of emotion she feels when she sees him kiss Xiaozi.

It's like she's drowning, and now, now, she really wants to throw that necklace at his head. Or, and even better, explain to Xiaozi exactly what that necklace means, why it's around her, Shancai's neck and not Xiaozi's, and why she should get her high fashion, model hands off him, right now, because Daoming Si has no feelings for anyone but Shancai.

Or does he?

She bites her lip, hard. Lei, right next to her, glances at her in alarm. Then the tears come, hard and fast, and she sinks to her knees, mumbling his name.

"Daoming Si..."

How she misses him.

The storm continues to beat down around her.

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Author's Note: Does anyone have better ways to describe raining/storms?? I am at a loss, mes amis.

- coexistantLilli

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