All Those Years

At 11 p.m., the woman next door left work early again. I am certain that she did not come back alone. Why did I say 'again'? My name is Zhang Lu. Not long ago, in order to better prepare for the university entrance exam, I moved out of my school hostel. After I moved into this rented place, I realized that this building is actually the "hostel" of the ladies who work in the nightclub next door. Lin Xiaoya, my neighbor, usually gets off work at around 1 or 2 a.m. Therefore, every time she comes home early, it means that she has found herself a customer. The man moans, "Quickly, babe. I can't wait." Lin Xiaoya replies, "There's no need to rush. I am not the only one living here." Usually, I would put on my headphones and pretend that I can't hear a thing. However, today, I subconsciously move towards the wall. Behind the poster left behind by the previous tenant, there is a tiny hole through which I can see the other side. I approach the hole and see Lin Xiaoya next door suddenly turn her head around and smile at me enchantingly.

Thousand Autumns Clear Waters · Urban

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100 Chs

It’s Good to Be Feared by Others

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yang Gang would never have thought that I would actually dare to fight with him. He stumbled backward and crashed into the table at the back of the classroom. He was in a sorry state.

I stepped back into the classroom and roared through gritted teeth, "Teacher Yang, don't push me too far!"

Yang Gang said angrily, "You dare to hit a teacher! Fang Qian!"

This fellow looked strong on the outside but was weak on the inside. On the surface, he appeared to be very strong. However, when I retaliated, he immediately became terrified and wanted to call for help.

On the other side, Fang Qian understood and made a hand gesture. Three or four students followed him out of their seats and walked over in a few steps.

I was greatly shocked and calmed down.

Yang Gang's intention was to ask Fang Qian to hit me again. I was still injured, and if I were to be hit again, I might really die!

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