You had a small crush on Xianlu, but that small crush turned into a big one. You realised that you actually really liked him. Not because of his looks, but for the way he treats people. He is a very kind person, that's why you like him.

He was in the same club as you. One day, you found him sitting alone on a bench at your school. You decided to approach him and confess your feelings. However, he told you that he needed to think about it first.

But then, as days passed, you heard from a friend that Xianlu was 'dating' your classmate who was a smelly pick-me. You felt anger, hurt, and jealousy. One day, you needed to play volleyball for your P.E. class. You were a 2nd year student while Xianlu was a 3rd year. The 3rd year was there to observe, so Xianlu was there. As the game was in the middle, you heard a loud cheer from the 3rd year students. It came from Xianlu, who was cheering for his 'girlfriend'. With so much anger, the moment you saw the ball up high, you decided to spike it, and it hit her in the face right away. She was your classmate and was your opponent. You scoffed in annoyance as the others rushed to her side. The teacher was about to scold you, but you walked out of the field before your teacher could say anything.

Soon after, you found yourself gradually losing the feelings you once had for him. However, what you didn't know was that Xianlu only dated her to make you jealous. When in reality, it was you whom he fell for.

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As years passed, you became a successful CEO. One day, a man came into your office. He was wearing a fancy black suit, scars on his neck, and a snake tattoo on his right hand. You were about to ask who he was but paused when you actually recognised him. It was Xianlu. He walked over to your side and dropped down to his knees.

"What are you doing?" You asked in confusion.

"I want you, no, need you. Please let me love you. I'm sorry... I just wanted to make you jealous back then, and now I regret it. Please, love me again.." He said in a pleading tone while taking your hand and holding it as he cried softly.