Licai Vocational High is a paradise for rich kids—a bunch of people with terrible grades, but experts in eating, drinking, and having fun. There really hadn’t been a girl like that before.
How to put it? She was so pure and clean it was almost unreal, making them look like little punks in comparison.
Alan Bennett also clicked his tongue in amazement, unable to resist glancing at Chad Sullivan.
Chad Sullivan lit a cigarette, but didn’t smoke it, just held it between his fingers. Noticing Alan Bennett’s gaze, he clamped the cigarette between his lips: “What are you looking at me for? You actually believe those rumors?”
Alan Bennett was afraid he’d get angry: “I don’t.”
They knew very well that Chad Sullivan actually hated this kind of girl the most.
Because {Brother Chad}’s mother despised his father for being vulgar and ignorant, reeking of money, and always looked at {Brother Chad} and his father as if they were something dirty.
Women like that always have their heads in the clouds. They never think about how, without money, they wouldn’t have their carefree, elegant lives.
Chad Sullivan was too far away to see what she looked like. But she really did play the piano well. He took the cigarette from his lips with two fingers, his gaze still fixed on her.
Ethan Carter lowered her long lashes. She was most sensitive to Chad Sullivan’s gaze. This time, she wasn’t foolish—her finger pressed down, she shifted one key to the right, and deliberately played a wrong note. Ethan Carter skipped several black keys, and only then did the audience below lose that sense of amazement, starting to chatter noisily and go back to their own business.
Lily Brooks stared in disbelief.
How could Ethan Carter have played a wrong note?
Chad Sullivan let out a mocking laugh. Someone like that dares to show off? He looked away and told Brian Foster to reshuffle the cards.
Ethan Carter didn’t want to make Dad Brooks sad or disappointed, but she wouldn’t help Lily Brooks anymore either. In her previous life, it was because she stood out too much today that Lily Brooks became a school celebrity, and the whole “substitute” incident caused such a big impact.
After finishing her performance, she bowed and, supporting her sore, stinging eyes, left the stage. Lily Brooks quickly pulled her into the dressing room: “Why did you play a wrong note…”
Ethan Carter fumbled for her sunglasses, finally feeling better in the light. She didn’t answer Lily Brooks’s question, and Lily Brooks, anxious about something else, didn’t care: “Let’s hurry and change our clothes back.”
The two sisters changed clothes. Lily Brooks, ignoring the tightness at her waist, reminded Ethan Carter: “Remember to leave through the back door.”
Ethan Carter suddenly grabbed her arm: “Lily Brooks, do you hate me?”
Lily Brooks’s expression stiffened for a moment, then she smiled after a pause: “Sis, what are you thinking? You’re so nice, how could I hate you? Ryan Brooks doesn’t like you, but I’ve always liked you.”
Ethan Carter let go of her hand and closed her eyes weakly. Liar.
Only after living again did she understand: Lily Brooks and Ryan Brooks, the twin brother and sister—one pretended to like her but secretly wished she were dead, the other seemed indifferent but was willing to raise money to help treat her burns. People’s hearts are hidden, and it takes too high a price to truly understand them.
She only regretted that in her previous life, she died before she had the chance to grow up.
But not this time.
Returning to her second year of high school, everything could start over.
Ethan Carter watched as Lily Brooks hurried out, lifting her skirt. She knew she was going to find Chad Sullivan. In her previous life, just because Chad Sullivan casually said “not bad,” Lily Brooks was over the moon. But this time? Would Chad Sullivan still be interested in the fake Lily Brooks?
She picked up her white cane, pushed open the back door, and stepped outside. In an instant, the golden autumn of October filled her senses, but all she saw was gray. The birds chirped crisply, carrying a hint of autumn chill. Flowers bloomed on both sides of the path, with a faint, elegant fragrance after the rain.
The sun came out. Ethan Carter closed her eyes and slowly walked forward. The surgery had been a success. In two more months, she’d be able to see the sky and sunlight again. This life, she still had time for everything.
“Brother Chad, look over there.” Brian Foster looked hesitant.
Looking out the lounge window, the sky was a clear blue. A girl in a No. 7 High School uniform was walking toward the school gate with a white cane.
Chad Sullivan rested his hand on the windowsill, following Brian Foster’s finger with his gaze, landing on Ethan Carter’s slender back.
Author’s note: Ta-da! Zhizhi is starting a new story! I hope all the angels and fairies will support and leave comments. The first three chapters are released today. I have high hopes for this story and personally really like it. The [Xiuxiu Reader’s Comments] section will continue and open during the author’s note for chapter four~
☆, Blind girl?
Brian Foster asked in surprise, “Blind? And she’s wearing a No. 7 High School uniform.”
Chad Sullivan chewed his gum as she stumbled around, looking rather pitiful and lost. It seemed this girl from No. 7 High wasn’t familiar with the layout of their vocational school, and she slowly disappeared from their sight.
After a while, Brian Foster lost interest and remembered something, smiling ambiguously: “Do you remember the girl who played the piano just now? She came right over and said she wanted to make friends.”
“You like her? Then go for it.”
Brian Foster shrugged: “She’s looking for you, Brother Chad. How can you say that?”
Chad Sullivan recalled that stunning glimpse on stage: “Alright, let her come over.”
Lily Brooks walked over with bright eyes, blushing the moment she saw Chad Sullivan: “Chad Sullivan.”
She held her white hat in her hand.
Her makeup was exquisite, and she was quite pretty. Chad Sullivan glanced at Lily Brooks lazily and said, “You like me?”