After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

It was already dark when Anya finished simmering the soup, but she still set the alarm clock early. She decided to prepare a delicious meal for Lu Qian early the next morning, and then take them to the hospital together.

The vibrant, sunny Anya she once was seemed to have disappeared in her missing years. Now Anya is no longer the simple, black and white person she is. She already has a gray area in her heart. This is the trace of growth and the mark of suffering.

In the past, Anya would become jealous if she noticed that Lu Qian paid any attention to other women, and would even talk about it all day long, mercilessly criticizing him. Any clue may trigger her sensitivity and alertness.

However, nowadays, Anya is no longer the innocent, straightforward and ignorant girl. Now she clearly knows that Lu Qian has fallen in love with someone else, but she can face him with surprising calmness and indifference, as if everything is under her control.

Her love has become so deep and self-centered that it has become morbid and ridiculous. This love no longer needs the other person's response. She was immersed in the love dream she had woven, surrounded by self-moved and intoxicated emotions. In this dream, she was the infatuated person who gave without expecting anything in return, and Lu Qian was the one she loved deeply.

Her love is nothing more than this, and this alone is enough.

Anya deftly removed her prosthetic limbs. Today, with the rapid advancement of technology, this process has become simple and fast. However, for Anya, every disassembly and assembly seemed like endless torture.

Every time, when she faced the silence of the night alone, the reflection in the mirror was like a phantom in the dark night, with a hint of sneer. Her eyes were empty, looking at herself in the mirror, that familiar yet unfamiliar image. This face had been with her since she was a child, but now it was full of unknowns, which frightened her, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Anya's heart was filled with storms and turbulence. She tried to struggle and escape, but it was all to no avail. Her wounds healed, but the pain remained. Her prosthesis is her shield, protecting her from the outside world but also imprisoning her. She longs for freedom and can live like a normal person. However, reality is cruel and she must face her own shortcomings.

Lu Qian's existence, for Anya now, has already surpassed the simple role of a lover. He was like the only shining star in her dark world, illuminating every corner of her life and giving her strength and hope. He is her refuge in this indifferent world, her spiritual sustenance, and her god.

In Anya's world, Lucian's existence is like that unique melody, gentle and deep. His every breath, every movement, and even every look in his eyes could tug at Anya's heartstrings. His presence made her world meaningful and gave her life direction.

She couldn't share Luciano with anyone, because Luciano belonged to her. No matter what Lu Qian went through in the years when she disappeared, now that she is back, all she has to do is stand firmly by his side.

And how could Lu Qian not know her thoughts? Therefore, he could only endure the pain in his heart and choose to give up Wen Qing.

Anya lay alone on the spacious bed in the apartment, tossing and turning. The comfortable touch of the mattress and every inch of fiber on the sheets seemed to be calling her tired body, inviting her to enter sweet dreams. However, memories, that cunning and ferocious demon, were whispering in her ears, leading her involuntarily towards the deeply unbearable past she had experienced.

Her thoughts were like being pulled by a hot iron, pulling her painfully, dragging her back to the past full of thorns again and again. Although her reason told her that all this was not her fault, the hatred was like an invisible hand, holding her heart tightly, making her unable to extricate herself.

Although time has passed quickly, the memory of that day remains a vivid picture, deeply engraved in her heart.

It was a day full of passion and vitality. She, Lu Qian and a group of like-minded friends agreed to go on a hiking adventure together. They chose a challenging route in country C where she and Lu Qian grew up.

At that time, each of them had a yearning for the unknown world and full of expectations for adventure. The group of them carried heavy outdoor backpacks and set foot on the vast grassland.

The sun's rays shone on the grass, shining like gold. They braved the scorching sun and walked on the green grass step by step. The scenery of the grassland stretches out in front of you. What a beautiful picture it is!

Then they started climbing the cliff. It was a difficult journey, but also challenging and exciting. They held hiking poles in their hands and stepped on solid rocks, climbing up bit by bit. Every time they climbed to a new height, the scenery before them became more magnificent. Finally, they walked along the rugged and steep mountain road. It is a road full of challenges, but every step forward brings endless rewards. Although the journey was difficult, they continued to move forward. Because they know that only by walking through the rugged mountain roads can they see the extremely beautiful scenery.

They were friends who had often hiked and explored various routes together before, and for Anya, she thought this trip was just one of their countless adventures.

She still remembered that when they were walking in a seemingly hopeless situation, the group of them picked up the shovels in a tacit understanding and blazed a new path forward. They climbed over high mountains and descended into deep canyons, just like the wind passing through a flat dam, galloping freely between heaven and earth.

Neither steep ridges nor deep valleys could stop them. Their footsteps echoed in the morning valleys and drifted over the dusk grasslands. They faced difficulties with a smile and challenged the unknown with courage and perseverance. Every trek is like a self-challenge and transcendence, and they use their actions to interpret their spirit of forging ahead.

During this long hiking journey, they not only enjoyed the magnificent scenery of nature, but also experienced the ups and downs of life. They supported each other in the wilderness and got through difficulties. This deep friendship strengthened their determination to move forward while walking.

When the afterglow of the setting sun gently spread over the earth, coating everything with a golden glow, Lu Qian and a group of friends began to busily set up tents. As a girl, Anya enjoyed the warm care from her teammates. She could rest comfortably in place without having to participate in setting up the tent. They believed that such a heavy responsibility should be borne by the boys. Those past times were so beautiful and innocent...

However, a naughty idea came to Anya's mind, and she wanted to play hide-and-seek with Lu Qian. She quietly hid in a quiet grove not far from the cliff. She imagined Lu Qian's anxious expression after setting up the tent and found that she was missing, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement in her heart. Full of curiosity, she leaned over and hid behind a big tree.

At this moment, a steady figure slowly approached from behind her. She felt a pair of big hands gently holding a towel and covering her mouth and nose. Then her vision went dark and she knew nothing. After waking up again, she was in the carefully built underground "palace" in Anzhen...

Recalling this point, Anya forced herself not to think about it any more. The corners of her eyes were slightly moist, filled with tears of helplessness and self-blame.

That pain was like an insurmountable gap that separated her from all the happiness in this world. Her soul wandered in the darkness, as if looking for a way out, a place to escape from that painful world.

However, no matter how hard she tried, the pain always followed her. She felt that she was lost in the dark night, and the endless pain was like an endless ocean, drowning her.

Anya's breathing was rapid at the moment, and every breath she took in had a bitter taste. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, as if looking for support, a strength that would allow her to straighten her back and face the pain.

However, the pain was too heavy and her shoulders could no longer bear it. Her body trembled under the dim light, and the endless hatred and self-blame were like a poisonous snake, tightly wrapped around her heart. She knew she had to find a way to escape this pain. She could no longer let this memory control her life.

She needs courage and strength to face the unbearable past. Only in this way can she truly release herself and find the long-lost peace and tranquility.

Obviously, Lu Qian is her only salvation in facing this indifferent world...