Inferiority complex

  Her father's sudden death gave her the most fatal blow, she just wanted to escape far away, to a place where no one knew her, breathe different air, and sort out her emotions, so on the day she received the notice, she resolutely boarded the train to Guangzhou.

  "I know, Nies words," Lu Yiheng said helplessly. "So, no one blames you, you don't have to feel guilty."

  The one who was wrong wasn't her, it's just that after all these years, thinking back on the journey he took step by step, instead of saying he was angry with her, it would be better to frankly admit that the anger was misdirected, and from start to finish, the person he was angry with was himself.

  At Cheng Dong's wedding, the moment he saw her, he knew that what he had been suppressing for so many years would finally burst out uncontrollably.

  "But," she looked at him, her curved eyes filled with a faint unease, and asked: "Why were you so... cold to me before?"

  But then, Nie Zhiyan couldn't say anything more.

  The car was moving steadily on the road, not very fast. The window was open halfway, and the cold wind blew in, blowing聂之言's long hair up, and the fragrance of shampoo spread through the air, smelling very good.

  Lu Yiheng's expression softened slightly as he said, "Maybe it's because you look too carefree."

  As expected, she looked surprised, seemingly completely disbelieving. He continued: "Didn't Duan Jiayan tell you that I didn't have it easy at first, while you seem to be doing too well?"

  "It's probably because I'm unbalanced in my heart, you know, a person's bad habits are hard to get rid of even after seven or eight years."

  Nie Zhen's words left him stunned for a while.

  She really couldn't imagine how Lu Yiheng could still have any bad habits.

  Lu Yiheng's... inferiority complex.

  He would secretly hide her phone before school was over and then sit calmly on one side watching her search everywhere.

  He would secretly make small movements under the desk while the teacher was teaching, perhaps imitating the teacher's expressions or playing with his mobile phone, glancing at the teacher's attention while playing.

  He would secretly put a spoonful of salt into the other person's drink while they weren't paying attention, and then watch with satisfaction as they spat it out in one mouthful, onto the person sitting next to them, who was never him.

  If he's unhappy, he'll say: "Yanyan, I'm feeling down now. You have to be down with me!"

  If he's in a good mood, he'll say: "Yanyan, come on, give your little master a smile!"

  Lu Yiheng's means of teasing people were varied and unpredictable, and he could do it without anyone noticing. At that time, Nie Zhen was once very impressed by his excessive energy.

  He really reined in his antics during the last semester of high school, where he quietly let Nie Zhiyan be at a loss for words, and spent every day except for normal activities with his head buried in books, to the point where Nie Zhiyan could hardly hear him say anything.

  When she knew he was admitted to Renmin University, she thought that some people are always different. It's not that heaven favors them more than others, but they have the determination to turn their will into action once they want to achieve something.

  They're not just talking nonsense.

  Such people are destined to be successful, just like Lu Yiheng.

  He is now standing at a height that many people look up to.