Cruel Heart

This is a very outgoing girl, always the center of attention wherever she goes. In my eyes, she always seems to intentionally or unintentionally gravitate towards Liang Yingwu. In front of Liang Yingwu, her smile is the brightest. Liang Yingwu could certainly be considered a young talent, with his overseas experience and an additional mysterious aura cultivated by another identity, paired with his handsome face that was already well-regarded in university, it would be strange if no girl had a crush on him. Honestly, even if he got involved in numerous teacher-student romances, I would find it completely normal. However, this guy is actually quite dull, very rigid in his thinking; being his girlfriend might not be such a good thing. Nightmare Reappears (3) Another pair of young people also caught my attention. It’s not that these students had anything particularly special about them, but they were inseparable wherever they went. The girl named Fei Qing would stick to Ka Xiaowu—the boy—every chance she got, even lying in his arms on the bus. What their relationship is, I don’t need to spell out. However, looking at these two, they didn’t seem like they were on a wilderness adventure, more like they were on a picnic in a Shanghai park. Yuan Qiufeng, a girl with a slightly affluent look, clearly comes from a wealthy family. By ‘wealthy,’ I mean not just wealthy in terms of stock market fortunes, but from a family with good upbringing and background. Such families, or perhaps clans, are not likely to have suddenly risen to wealth in this generation. Maybe Yuan Qiufeng didn’t want others to notice this, but her actions like laying down plastic film on the train bunk, her posture while sitting, and how she held her tea cup, as well as the slight frown when she boarded the bus, were enough for me to gauge her basic family background. Perhaps this young lady was aware of her own delicacy and deliberately wanted to toughen up through this camping trip. Here, I must clarify something to avoid misunderstandings that I’m some sort of creep who stares at young girls. Although, when I see a beautiful woman, I indeed take a good look, from her face, to her chest, to her waist, to her hips, to her legs, perhaps even her neck and hands, because I am a normal man with an eye for beauty. Yuan Qiufeng isn’t a beauty, but due to my professional habit, I observe details of people around me very closely. Since experiencing some incredible events, this habit has become even more ingrained, as sometimes it might save my life.