When Song Ling was a child, he was quite cute and likable.

However, all of this came to an end when we were eight years old.

Song Ling's mother, who had just returned from a meeting abroad, was eager to attend her son's birthday banquet. She drove home, but after receiving a call on the way, she got into a car accident and died on the spot.

And this call was from Song's father's mistress.

We also found out at that time that Song's father, who seemingly loved and cared for his wife and family, had a illegitimate child outside, who was the same age as Song Ling.

Song's mother couldn't accept this blow and got into a car accident.

From that day on, Song Ling changed.

He became extremely distorted and sensitive, hating anyone who tried to get close to him, and even often did things to hurt himself.

During recess.

Song Ling got into a fight with a chubby boy from another class.

His slender body was on top of the other, relentlessly hitting the chubby boy as if his life depended on it. The other kept crying, but still refused to stop.

It wasn't until I spoke up and said, "Song Ling, stop." that he stopped.

From that day on.

Everyone in our circle knew that the unruly young master of the Song family only listened to me and stuck to me.

In order to stay by my side, he obediently learned to be a good student, studied hard, and cooperated with treatment. These years have been relatively normal.

But this time, Tang Yanyan messed it up.

If she had been outstanding enough, I wouldn't have objected to their contact.

But now, it seems that Tang Yanyan was enough to ruin Song Ling.

No matter what Meng Cheng wants to do, I will not let them hurt Song Ling.

I started using my connections to investigate Meng Cheng.

But the results surprised me.

He turned out to be the son of that mistress.

I suddenly thought of the synchronized swimming team.

Originally, I wasn't planning to participate, but my desk mate kept persuading me, plus they were short of people, so I agreed to join.

Meng Cheng was very caring towards me, but this concern was in moderation.

Until one time, Song Ling came to watch our rehearsal.

Meng Cheng, who was always steady with his arm strength, suddenly slipped and didn't catch me as I fell from mid-air. At that moment, he reached out and hugged me as I fell into the water.

Upon seeing all this, Song Ling flew into a rage and smashed a bench.

Meng Cheng was extremely apologetic, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset Song Ling."

Everything from the past is vividly in my mind.

Now, looking back, if he had been purposefully trying to get close to me from the beginning, then that incident was not an accident.

It was a long-planned attempt to drive a wedge between us.

This caused me to psychologically reject and resent Song Ling.

In addition, Meng Cheng being forced to drop out of school, and the threats to the synchronized swimming team, each incident was enough to be the last straw that crushed my trust in Song Ling.

And Meng Cheng used to date my desk mate.

It all seemed to make sense.

But Song Ling was oblivious to all of this.

He, like me, was being led by this group of people in opposite directions, and the further we walked, the further we drifted apart, gradually losing our connection.