Chapter 52
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Uncle and Auntie had always treated her well. Whatever her cousin had, she had too, and some things were even better than her cousin's. Deep down, she was grateful, but she didn't feel safe.
However, in the eyes of outsiders, she was a very happy girl. Because the Qiao family was rich, she could wear the beautiful clothes in the window that girls her age envied. She could also secretly take out the beautiful mobile phone that girls her age could only see in magazines from her school bag to look at the time between classes.
After all, she wasn't the biological daughter of Uncle and Auntie, so they would never treat her as strictly as they treated her cousin Qiao Anxia. When she and Anxia made mistakes, Uncle and Auntie would always scold Anxia while comforting her. Even if she and Anxia fought, Anxia would be the one to be scolded. This difference in treatment made her understand that even though they were family, she was also an outsider. When she was ten years old, her own home had been destroyed by a car accident. From then on, she no longer fought with Anxia, and would learn to give in to her. She would even make hot tea for Uncle and Auntie when they returned home after a busy day.
She always thought that her youth would continue in such a simple and pure manner, until one day, she met him.
That day, it was coincidentally her and her deskmate's turn to be on duty. When school ended, the sky was clear and the sun was setting. However, when she and her deskmate locked the classroom door and walked out of the school, suddenly, there was a bolt of lightning. She hugged her bag and hurriedly ran towards the bus stop, but halfway there, it started to pour. Qiao Anhao hugged her bag and ran to the nearest roof to hide from the rain.
It was a very old house. When she ran in, someone coincidentally ran in as well. Purely out of curiosity, she raised her head and glanced to the side.
It was a boy with very fair skin. He had earphones in his ears and a bag on one shoulder. With both hands in his pockets, he leaned against the green wall. Because his head was tilted, Qiao Anhao couldn't see his face clearly. However, she noticed that he was wearing the same school uniform as her. However, he was wearing long pants, while she was wearing a knee-length skirt.
At that time, Qiao Anhao was already considered a tall girl in school, even taller than some boys, but this boy was much taller than her.
Under the roof, there were only the two of them hiding from the rain. Because they didn't know each other, they didn't say a word to each other. It wasn't until the rain finally subsided that the boy suddenly reached his hand out and pulled the bag on his shoulder. He straightened his body, and as he did so, Qiao Anhao could clearly see his face.
It was the most beautiful face Qiao Anhao had ever seen in her life, with a purity that was rare in this world. In that instant, she felt as though the male lead from the novels she had imagined in her dreams had suddenly appeared before her eyes.
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