Love on the Wrong Path Chapter 1

"You rejected that newspaper?" The voice from the other end was full of disbelief.

Sarah frowned and moved the phone away. After the person finished yelling, he put the phone back to his ear, closed the door calmly, and hummed vaguely: "Actually, strictly speaking, the other party rejected me."

"......"

Dylan was speechless for two seconds, then said, "You have been contributing to that newspaper since you graduated from high school. Now it's almost time for you to get promoted. Isn't that right?"

Sarah was stunned for a moment, and the editor-in-chief's expression of disappointment flashed through his mind. He changed the subject unnaturally: "When will you come back?"

Dylan Duan smiled, understood, and exchanged a few pleasantries following the topic.

Hearing the sound of a car horn, he paused and asked, "Where are we going?"

Sarah opened the car door and got in: "I'm going to attend a packed graduation lecture."

Dylan raised his voice a little: "Full? Since when can a graduation lecture be described as full?"

Sarah brushed her hair aside and said nonchalantly, "Maybe the speaker is handsome?" She paused and said, "My roommate insisted on asking me to go, saying that I would regret it for the rest of my life if I didn't go."

Both of them were amused by this exaggerated statement and laughed in tacit understanding.

Dylan skipped the topic and put pressure on Sarah again: "I heard that the school hunk confessed to you a few days ago, and you rejected him again?"

"Auntie, which one do you like? Over the years, there have been at least 50 people who have confessed their love to you, and you don't like any of them?"

His eyes fell on the scenery passing by outside, and he drooped his eyelashes in silence.

Hang up the phone.

Dylan: "......"

It is my blessing to have you.

"About to arrive at destination, please remind passengers..."

The female voice of the navigation came from the front, bringing Sarah back to his senses.

She lowered her eyes, retracted her gaze, whispered "thank you", opened the car door and got out.

Sarah got out of the car and walked straight towards the flower bed.

The campus environment of Kyoto University is very good, with cherry blossoms in spring and lotus in summer.

Under a tree that was so big that two people could hug it, a black figure squatted beside a flower bed, with his cold, slender hands resting in front of a skinny black cat, his pink fingertips pinching a piece of sausage.

Sarah's heart skipped a beat.

Just a back view.

But that question seemed to have an answer at this moment.

perhaps,

This is the one for cat lovers.

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Lucas Lin: [Where are you? ]

Lucas: [I'll come find you later.]

Sarah pinched his fingers, feeling a little annoyed.

The person who was supposed to attend the lecture together stood up again and it was Lucas who showed up.

She really didn't want to be his mother anymore.

Sarah was silent for two seconds, then decisively turned off the phone.

Just pretend you didn’t see it.

She put away her phone and looked forward.

The bright light from overhead suddenly went out, and all the lights were directed to the front, forming a white circle.

Suddenly, the conference room was filled with the sound of conversation, and cell phone screens lit up in every corner.

Someone beside her noticed her through the faint light and whispered to his companions. The next second, several pairs of eyes looked in the direction of her finger.

Even if they can only see a vague outline, they can still feel the breathtaking beauty.

The blurry side profile photo quickly went viral in the dormitory group, with over 99 messages appearing in an instant, making it overwhelming.

"Hello."

The sound of the audio system being debugged in the front came with a few harsh electric sounds.

"Dear teachers and students, welcome..." A long and fixed linking words kicked off this sharing session.

The students all fell silent.

......

"Now, let's welcome today's speaker --- Senior Peter!"

A straight-limbed Tuoba figure appeared at the door. The man was wearing a noble black haute couture suit and his white shirt was buttoned to the top. He walked leisurely with his straight long legs. His every move revealed nobility and a sense of abstinence.

The conference hall was silent for a second, and then erupted into deafening applause mixed with a few loud cheers.

It was like a "star chasing" scene.

Sarah stared at the tall figure intently, watching him walk calmly and calmly to the center, half leaning over and politely taking the microphone.

His long, symmetrical, cold white fingers rested on the pitch-black microphone. The simplest movement inexplicably carried a hint of lust when he did it.

The sharp Adam's apple rolls and a low thank you is a courtesy that comes naturally to you.

The students who had seen the photo before looked towards Sarah for some unknown reason, and were even more impressed by her cold reaction.

His eyes shifted to the empty space beside him and his feet moved, showing a sense of eagerness to make something new.

He heard the surroundings become quiet and then looked away, looking at the senior standing in the center.

He didn't know that Sarah was not as calm as he thought.

Peter raised his hand to suppress the sound, and Sarah regained his consciousness and suddenly loosened his clenched palms.

When you spread it out, you can see several red marks on the delicate skin, which are more obvious against the snow-white color.

She blinked her eyes gently. The sound of her heartbeat accelerating in her chest made her feel a little strange and a little scared - her heartbeat was so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out.

The man's sideways silhouette looked familiar.

Obviously it was the person who was in the flower bed before.

The speaker at the packed graduation lecture, the senior who gently feeds the cat under the shade of the tree.

Several identities superimposed on each other.

Instantly, my favorable impression of him increased.

With his slender fingers, he turned on the phone and switched to an app called "Parallel Planet".

The pinned chat popped up, still stuck on the question she asked last night.

Not peace of mind: [What is crush? ]

It took a long time before the other side responded------

Xing Jin: [A brief, passionate but shy love - from a netizen.]

Xing Jin: [In other words, when you see someone, your heartbeat speeds up and you can't help but want to get close to him and hug him.]

Xing Jin: [You have met your crush. ]

The white palm touched the chest again, feeling the strong and intense heartbeat.

She raised her head and looked at the glowing man in the center of the stage again.

The man had clear and cold eyebrows, a high nose bone, and a neat and smooth jawline.

Every part looks like Nuwa's graduation project, making people unforgettable.

Sarah pursed his lips, calmly withdrew his gaze, and turned on the screen that had been turned off again.

She looked the same as usual, but the words she typed were always full of weird mistakes and her fingertips were trembling slightly.

After taking a deep breath, she sent the message with difficulty.

Not Peace of Mind: [I seem to have met my crush. ]

"Excuse me, please make way."

A low male voice sounded from far away, gradually approaching, and finally stopped beside Sarah, blocking her view.

There was a large area of darkness in front of her, so she raised her head and looked upwards.

Sarah pursed his lips slowly and moved a little further inward.

Lucas sat down without hesitation, then leaned over familiarly and pressed his finger against her earlobe.

"Why don't you reply to my message?"

Sarah leaned back uncomfortably to avoid the burning breath and lied with his eyes open: "I didn't see it."

Lucas smiled with her lips pursed, obviously not believing this answer.

But he was in a good mood and didn't ask any more questions. He crossed his legs and looked relaxed.

Lucas's movement when he came in was not big, but his face still attracted a lot of attention.

As the lights flickered, the sight of the school beauty and the next-door school hunk sitting side by side was so pleasing to the eyes that people couldn't help but whisper a few words in their ears and discuss gossip in a low voice.

Half a minute later, the brief interview ended and the sharing session officially began.

Before the staff moved the chairs and left the venue to officially start the event, Peter took the time to look at his phone.

His eyebrows twitched.

He looked towards the back row almost subconsciously, but with a casual glance he found her position.

She tilted her head and smiled, her eyes all fixed on the boy next to her who looked very wild and arrogant. The dim yellow light shone on the two of them, and the picture looked gentle and harmonious, like a match made in heaven.

crush.

Peter withdrew his gaze, took the microphone and put it on his collar.

A cold voice poured out: "Hello, I am Peter..."

The sharing session officially began. Sarah stared intently, pinching his fingertips.

The content of the discussion of the girls in the front rows came into my ears------ "I heard that after Senior Pei took over Pei's company, the stock price increased several times!"

"Really? Pei's stock price wasn't low before..."

"That must be true! Pei's was only an upper-middle-class company before, but now it's one of the top companies!"

The girl sighed: "We are all human beings, but why is there such a big difference? Senior Pei was almost our age when he took over Pei Group. He is not only handsome and smart, but also very capable!"

"It's another day when I clearly realize that I am here to make up the numbers."

Sarah couldn't help laughing, and looked at the man on the stage with pursed lips.

He performed with ease, without showing any sign of nervousness, as if he was born for the stage. With his three-dimensional face, it is not impossible for him to debut on the spot.

The long ninety minutes of the past passed quietly, and when everyone was still reluctant to leave, Peter's voice suddenly stopped, and he politely ended his sharing.
 
As usual, after the sharing session, there was an awkward and silent question-and-answer session.

As soon as he finished speaking, several people raised their hands.

The host smacked his lips and randomly named a few lucky ones.

The questions were all normal and official, tending towards industry development. The host breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't refuse the invitation and named the last lucky person.

A girl in a white dress stood up, twisting her skirt with her fingers and rubbing it a little, but she couldn't stand her companions' winking and asked with a red face------ "Senior Pei, do you have a girlfriend?"

Everyone was silent, and then burst into uniform mocking sounds the next second.

The girl's face became even redder, as if blood could drip out.

Peter glanced at the audience indifferently without responding.

The host immediately stepped forward to smooth things over: "So..."

A deep, pleasant voice interrupted him: "No."

Sarah's eyebrows jumped and he clearly heard the sound of his heartbeat getting louder and louder in his ears.

The host stood there in a daze, while the audience was in an uproar, with all kinds of cheers and screams.

He reacted quickly and restored order. He shouted "quiet" twice to calm everyone down, and then recited a lot of words of thanks as usual.

After the sharing session, a group of people quickly gathered in front of the stage, asking questions at once.

Peter's assistant magically jumped out, stood in front of them and said in an official tone: "Excuse me, students, please make way. President Pei has a meeting later."

The people in the back row were too far away, so they had to leave in groups of three or four, holding hands with their companions.

Sarah also stood up along with the crowd, looking forward through the crowd of people, only to see the broad back of the man leaving.

She sighed, and was bumped by a classmate who was walking in a hurry, and fell backwards.

Just as she was about to hit the hard seat, a strong arm stretched out, grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the side.

With a "bang", Sarah smashed into Lucas's chest and let out a muffled groan.

A sneer came from above my head.

After passing out from the dizziness, Sarah put his hands on his chest, pretending to push the man away but he couldn't move.

Lucas embraced the man forcefully, his dark eyes staring at the man standing at the door without blinking, his eyes were full of provocation, his posture was arrogant and asked for a beating.

Peter glanced at Lucas indifferently and left with no expression on his face.

The assistant behind him had a bitter face and jogged to catch up.

"What's wrong with you?" After struggling for a while, the man's hand didn't move at all. Sarah became a little angry and threatened in a low voice, "I'm your sister!"

Lucas retracted his provocative smile, loosened his hand nonchalantly, and said rudely: "Do you think I want to hug you? I'm just afraid that my second brother will beat me up."

Sarah glared at him several times in annoyance, but with messy hair and flushed cheeks, his words were not convincing at all.

Lucas moved his head away uncomfortably and walked out first.

Most of the people had left, and they were almost the only two left in the wide corridor.

Lucas put his hands in his pockets and walked lazily in front. As if he suddenly remembered something, he spoke casually--- "Oh, tonight is my eldest brother's engagement party. He asked me to ask you to go early."

Sarah, who was following behind him, frowned and glared at him: "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

She hasn't even prepared a gift yet, how could she prepare enough time in just one afternoon!

Lucas stopped and looked down at her, smiling arrogantly, and said innocently, "I forgot."

Sarah: "......"