Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare
Chapter 53 An Nan in High School (1)

Chapter 53: Chapter 53 An Nan in High School (1)

"Hey, what’s up?"

"Come out and drink with me."

"Alright, where?"

"The bar at the Champs Elysees."

"Ok, I’ll be there in half an hour."

With a decisive hang-up, the phone was casually tossed onto the passenger seat next to him, his gaze lifted to stare at a spot on the upstairs momentarily, then he drove away.

When Lin Mubai arrived at the bar in the ’Champs Elysees’, he saw his good brother Xi Shaoqi already slightly drunk, and accompanying him was Han Xiayang.

Surrounding them were many women whose intentions were not in the drink, and some beautiful women trying to approach were all stared away by Xi Shaoqi’s sharp eyes.

With doubt, he walked up, his indifferent eyes landing directly on the relatively sober person beside him: "Xia Yang, what’s up with him?"

Shrugging, Han Xiayang indicated that he didn’t know.

He had just gotten home when he received a call from this good brother. Initially, he didn’t want to come, but hearing the noisy sounds over the phone, seemingly from a bar, he felt uneasy and decided to come over. Just as he sat down, Young Master Lin arrived, and he had no idea what exactly happened.

Actually, when he arrived and saw the usually cheerful Third Young Master Xi looking gloomy, sitting in the bar drinking alone, he found it hard to accept. His first thought was that Third Young Master Xi was possessed, or maybe his eyes were broken. How could Third Young Master Xi be gloomy? He should always be happy-go-lucky, living brightly; that was the Xi Shaoqi he knew.

Following this, the half-drunk Third Young Master Xi called Young Master Lin. By the time he realized and wanted to stop it, it was too late. He could only hope that this somewhat dim-witted Third Young Master wouldn’t interrupt someone’s good time, or else, given someone’s scheming nature, Third Young Master Xi would probably be skinned alive if not dead.

Others might not know where Young Master Lin had gone after leaving the ’Champs Elysees’, but he knew it perfectly well—it was definitely to find Miss An.

Sighing deeply, he picked up the glass in front of him, deciding to fully embody the role of an invisible person tonight.

The three different styled handsome men quickly attracted more attention from women, the men and women playing at the bar were lonely, and wouldn’t mind finding someone to spend a night with; if the person was a handsome man or a beautiful woman, it was even better.

A group of women harboring this thought began attempting to get closer, only to be driven away swiftly by the cold gaze of the three handsome men.

Although his mind was muddled, Xi Shaoqi’s thoughts were clearer than anyone else’s. In a short time, he had already recalled many past events and started recounting the past that belonged to him and An Nan.

"The first time I met An Nan was in the first year of high school, in a new school, a new class, everything was so fresh. Amidst such excitement in my heart, she walked into the classroom, into my line of sight.

From a young age, I’ve seen many beauties, and she wasn’t pretty at all. In fact, my first impression wasn’t great; it was because she gave me an overly gloomy feeling, and there was a sort of maturity in her eyes that didn’t belong to our age group, overall leaving me with a bad impression.

The teacher arranged for her to be my deskmate; neither of us greeted the other. A week passed just like that, and I thought to myself, if she doesn’t take the initiative to greet me, I won’t bother with her.

Time passed, and she still didn’t take the initiative to say a word to me. At that time, I was also an arrogant guy; if she didn’t talk to me, I naturally wouldn’t go out of my way to attend to her.

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