Patricia Taylor
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A few days later, Shen Yue and An Xiulan were sitting under the big tree in the old playground studying Chinese literature when they saw their classmates coming their way with a huge banner. Some were dancing and some were hooting. In short, it was a joyous event. “You won the campus belle contest, “Shen Yue smiled as she looked at her friend. “Oh,” An Xiulan reacted rather blandly. “Xiuxiu, congratulations!” Qiao Wei, Mona and Song Ci hugged their friend. “You are the pride of our…
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On Monday… “How many?” Lu Xuan asked as he was walking back and forth in the class, holding his school belt. Pointing his finger at the certain boy, he said, “What did you say? You are my moonlight, sunshine, starlight?” He kicked the boy’s leg and said in anger, “Let me send you to the Galaxy!” “Mummy!” The boy cried. “Oh dear, I will show you papa too!” Lu Xuan kicked the boy again. He wouldn’t have beaten them if they hadn’t added those R18 words like love, marriage,…
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Several days passed, and nothing eventful happened except for An Xiulan getting popular among the sports guys. She was talented in both long-distance and short distance races. Relay games were exciting to her. And boys obviously loved girls who could talk sports language with them. These days Lu Xuan would be watching football matches on the TV while An Qinyan and she would be around. She picked up a thing or two or that’s what she believed but the boys believed that she was a die-hard football fan when…
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“The boy is really pitiful. Maybe, I shouldn’t be too hostile to him,” An Xiulan muttered under her breath. “He is a bully because he had no one to guide him well, “Shen Yue replied. “When my mom was Mrs Shen, she had heard through grapevine that Mrs Lu is a nice woman and a good stepmother to him but Old madam doesn’t let her get close to him and he doesn’t listen to his strict father. His grandmother spoils him so much. It’s no wonder he is not afraid of anything.” It was no secret…
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The next morning when An Xiulan was asleep without any worry about the world. Lu Xuan was awake and sitting in the living room wearing his tracksuit. As he saw An Qinyan in her tracksuit, he cleared his throat. “Uhum..are you going for your morning run?” Lu Xuan asked. He appeared as if they had coincidentally met. Surely, something mischievous was cooking up in his mind. “Yeah, you know I run daily. Do you wanna join mom?” An Qinyan asked, hiding her smile. “Whatever,” Lu Xuan played hard…
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When Wang Yuxi disappeared, Lu Xuan gave his attention to Gu Shangyan who was frowning while reading the comments on the forum. “T-that g-girl,” Lu Xuan said and then cleared his throat. “Is that girl really your cousin?” Gu Shangyan instinctively nodded his head. In his heart, An Xiulan was his cousin. Lu Xuan fell quiet? Ahem, did this mean this boy was hai cousin too? “What’s up?” Gu Shangyan asked. “Are you worried about going back? Forget about your promise to your parents to…
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While four of them were having lunch, Zhou Liling had played her shot. A post was trending on the school forum. Although the principal had banned the use of cell phones on the school campus, it still wasn’t enough. The anonymous person who had posted the thread had talked about the partial behaviour of Han Nanxian and the shameless attitude of a bully. The bully was no one else but An Xiulan who had reached Class Ten A one day to beat a student. The post explained how Han Nanxian chose to guide An…
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“Class Ten A doesn’t need students to bring success. Of all people you should know Class A is synonymous with success.” Han Nanxian said with a gentle smile and turned his head only to find Song Xueyun and Lu Xuan in a deep argument. Huo Mian turned his head in the same direction to find the source of surprise and uneasiness written on Han Nanxian’s face. She couldn’t help but ask, “What’s up with the students of class A? How are they acquainted with someone like Lu Xuan?” Zhou Liling…
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Jingyuan High watched a startling scene today. Big boss Han, the tyrant of Class Ten K, was holding a pink-coloured school bag in his hand, glaring at everyone who would try to come into his barbie doll’s way or that’s what his buddies were thinking. “Cheat Prince, I can hold my school bag,” An Xiulan said for the nth time. Han Zixin gave her a bad look. “Are you sure you can even walk without passing out?” According to Han Zixin, An Xiulan was so fragile that she couldn’t even lift a…
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An Xiulan pouted her lips. How was she supposed to stay mad when he was being sincere? This was not fair to her kind and fragile heart. Suddenly, her lips tugged to form a smile and as he saw her smile, he was dazed for a moment. “Cheat prince, my hands hurt,” An Xiulan acted pitifully. Han Zixin quickly stood up and took the chair next to her bed before he started feeding her the tangerines. “It was sour. I want a sweet piece,” An Xiulan demanded. Han Zixin nodded his head and prayed for the…
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