The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

This day arrived even faster than expected, but once she saw him, all her previous thoughts suddenly retreated.

Rao Linger quietly left, leaving Tang Rao standing there like a fool. He hadn't even managed to invite Rao Linger for a meal; she had already disappeared without acknowledgment right in front of him.

Rao Linger fled in panic. She knew seeing Tang Rao would leave her feeling embarrassed, yet she hadn't anticipated that the moment she laid eyes on him, her resolve to be a stone-hearted woman with many hurtful words prepared would crumble. The sense of reluctance is something not every person who loves without return can truly feel.

"Ling Er, what's wrong?"

Rao Linger had arranged to meet Zhou Zhou, and once Zhou Zhou arrived at the designated spot and had sampled all the snacks, she slowly came back to herself.

"Nothing."

Anyone could see she was in a daze; claiming nothing was wrong, who could believe that?

"I don't buy that you're fine. Come on, tell me. Hiding it from me won't help."

Zhou Zhou handed half of the food she had prepared to Rao Linger and also gave her a sachet: "This is your favorite snack, and this is your favorite sachet. It's the annual Cultural Event again—this time, have you thought of what you want for yourself? Judging by your laden heart, you certainly haven't figured it out."

When can two people be termed best friends, to understand each other so profoundly? Perhaps it's exactly like Zhou Zhou and Rao Linger. You understand my burdens, and what you don't want to say, I don't ask.

"My mood should be fairly good. I haven't decided what I want for the Cultural Event. In the past, I've always wished for my parents' health, never anything else beyond that. This year, it might be the same wish."

For so many years, Rao Linger has wished for her parents' health at the event. While others have received what they desire, Rao Linger never thought to gain any sweet advantage from the Cultural Event.

"Are you silly? We're about to surpass the age threshold set by the event. If you don't plan for your future now, I think what you want will be even harder to achieve than reaching the heavens."

If Rao Linger weren't Zhou Zhou's friend, Zhou Zhou wouldn't bother trying to influence Rao Linger to strive for more for herself.

"What could I strive for? Those things aren't what I desire."

Rao Linger didn't want to become ordinary; her dreams couldn't be satisfied by just one Cultural Event.

"Those aren't what you want; so what exactly do you want, Tang Rao?"

Zhou Zhou exposed Rao Linger's thoughts, catching her off guard. She shook her head vigorously, "That's impossible."

Why isn't it possible? If what she thinks and says are the same, Rao Linger wouldn't have acted so panicky just now.

Is this what you call a guilty conscience?

"Ling Er, wouldn't you tell me that while you were absent-minded earlier, you were thinking about Tang Rao?"

"Absolutely not!"

This time she denied it even quicker.

"Or did you meet Tang Rao?"

What?

Zhou Zhou's words got more absurd, yet even the seemingly ridiculous guess was spot-on; such preciseness left Rao Linger in admiration.

"No way, did I really guess right?"

Zhou Zhou applauded her own imaginings.

"Did Tang Rao come to Central Island?"

Previous refutations were easy, but this latest question wasn't so simple.

"Yes, I accidentally bumped into him on the road."

Rao Linger didn't hide it; her meeting with Tang Rao would sooner or later be discovered by Zhou Zhou. Rather than being caught red-handed, she might as well confess and stave off further lectures from her friend.

"Just now along the road?"

"Yes."

As Zhou Zhou suspected, Rao Linger, who was just yesterday full of energy, seemed today like a wilted eggplant.

"So, what did you talk about? Did he apologize to you, ask for your forgiveness, promise to take responsibility?"

"What is there to discuss? Have your brain cells gone missing?"

Those dreamy ideas are best kept as fantasies; Tang Rao is the type who prefers to offend you thoroughly rather than stoop low or mutter submissively.

Rao Linger knew Tang Rao is such a person, and Zhou Zhou should know that too.

"I've noticed you haven't smiled since coming back from Northern Island, despite claiming that your most hated person is Tang Rao. Yet each time you see him, or spot him online in Illusion City, you stay cheerful for a long while. If living alone didn't yield happiness, why not try again, snatch Tang Rao back?"

Where did Zhou Zhou learn this from? How did she suddenly become so wild and forceful?

Snatch back? What's next, forced marriage?

Rao Linger was too lazy to argue with Zhou Zhou. She's not self-centered; who's perverse enough to stay with a man who kisses forcibly?

Tang Rao was indeed a typical misbehaving man, such men deserve to be single all their life.

But the most unexpected thing is that Tang Rao, a top-notch jerk, has a legion of women around him, sprouting like bamboo shoots after rain, impossible to harvest completely.

"There's no possibility between him and me; it was just a chance encounter, and this matter stops with you now, understood? If I hear you mention it again, I'll really cut ties with you."

Zhou Zhou got scared; breaking bonds is something Rao Linger could genuinely do when furious.

"Alright, is it fine if I don't mention it?"

Zhou Zhou won't talk about this anymore, but she must carry out the tasks assigned from above to Rao Linger.

"There's one more thing I have to discuss with you. You know the Cultural Event requires a program, and this year the organizers asked each of us to present one. I've made up my mind—I'll perform a solo dance. You should decide what to do on the day, and let me know so I can report it."

This was the main topic for them meeting today.

Report a program?

Usually, each family arranges its own people; why suddenly should the higher-ups designate, with subordinates preparing directly?

"Don't ask me why; I won't know even if you ask."

Before Rao Linger could ask, Zhou Zhou already intercepted the question.

"Who else could I ask? If that's the case, I'll perform a solo dance too?"

Rao Linger's response got promptly vetoed.

"There's already a solo dance; you'll have to pick something else."

Besides dancing, what else could she do? For the first time, Rao Linger was stressed over performing on stage.

"Maybe you could sing or do calligraphy; you're more talented than me. Just choose one, you'll surely captivate everyone present."

Calligraphy and singing were fine for private amusements, but such suggestions seem quite unsuitable for the sacred space of the Cultural Event.

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