Chapter 50
When we arrived at the airport and got out of the car, Colin’s video call suddenly came in. Without much thought, I walked aside to answer.
Speaking of Colin, he truly lived up to being amazing and talented. However, there was one habit of his that I didn’t understand. He rarely called for matters and always preferred video calls.
I once asked him why, and he said video calls have a loud ringtone, making them less likely to be missed.
It turned out that the institute was organizing a competition in collaboration with several prestigious schools. Renowned classical painters would serve as judges, and schools could form teams to participate. Colin asked if I wanted to join so he could team up with me.
To be somewhat precise, I came from a literary family.
My dad was a high school English teacher. If not for my mom’s restraint, he could spend all day reciting poems at home for me and Mom.
My mom worked in interior design. According to my dad, she was a rare talent in her youth.
If not for family upheavals, she would have become a renowned painter by now. Working in interior design was the result of my mom’s compromise under certain circumstances.
From a young age, I inherited my mom’s talent and developed a deep love for drawing. For over a decade, I had persistently considered excelling in watercolor as my lifelong aspiration.
Apart from painting, Colin and I didn’t interact much. Yet, his watercolor skills were impressive. His bold and precise style complemented mine perfectly, and I learned a lot from him.
He was both a mentor and a friend to me.
Watercolor was my passion, and the opportunity to team up with him in the competition was something I
truly desired.
Before concluding the call, Colin mentioned that he had returned to school and would come to pick me
1. up.
I was glad I didn’t have to carry the heavy suitcase back to school alone this time.
After ending the call, I saw Felix waiting for me on the roadside with a pile of suitcases. Lilac was leaning
on his shoulder, wearing a soft smile.
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“Who were you video calling?” he asked me coldly.
I was taken aback. “Someone you don’t know.”
Felix seemed displeased.
“Isn’t it obvious? It must be her boyfriend since she’s been chatting happily for so long,” Lilac suddenly
chimed in.
“But Lulu, your boyfriend isn’t up to par. You suffered serious injuries, and he never bothered to visit you throughout the entire two months of summer vacation. Look at Felix. He finds time to accompany me.
That’s how a boyfriend should be.”
Sure enough, Lilac’s words were nothing but a stream of unpleasant remarks.
I didn’t bother with Lilac and proceeded to grab my suitcase.
Getting into a verbal spat with Lilac felt like lowering my own standards.
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She tearfully hid her face in Felix’s neck. “Felix, did I do something m wrong? Did offend Xulu? I tried to talk to her out of goodwill, but she just ignored me.” The content is on Novelxo.org! Read the latest chapter there!
Felix patted her back. Surprisingly, there were no warnings or accusations directed at me this time.
I felt disgusted and quickly walked a few steps away, distancing myself from
Lilac’s toxic attitude.
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I couldn’t understand why Lilac
couldn’t grasp the concept of emotional exhaustion Grying once would elicit sympathy, and crying
twice would have the same effect.
However, after a hundred tears, what
would one feel other than
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As the plane touched down in the evening. I checked my phone to find several
messages from Felix.
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“Lulu, have you landed? Is someone
there to pick you up? steer clear of guys, You’re too trusting, and I’m The
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worried you might get hurt.” 2