All Chapters of The Flaming Lips: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

We are all just ordinary people, none of us will always make the right choices, and no one is truly devoid of emotions. We can be soft-hearted, impulsive, or driven by desires and greed. When any of these emotions reach their peak, they can cloud our judgment, making us reckless and indifferent to consequences.If I had turned back then, Stan Wallace would have stayed.Unfortunately, there is no such thing as "if."But, thankfully, human emotions always exist in a complex form.After the dinner, Stan Wallace distributed the gifts from the trunk and drove the teacher home. On the way back, it started snowing.Tiny snowflakes hit the car window, and the road ahead was soon covered with a thin layer of white under the headlights.Stan Wallace slowed down, and it took us half an hour longer to get home than it did to go there.As the car stopped, I quickly got out and ran to open the door for Stan Wallace, panting after just a few steps. "Brother, let me hold your hand; the ground i

I was taken aback, suddenly feeling a delayed burning sensation in my stomach, accompanied by a few spasms of pain. I've always taken good care of my body; no matter how devastating the situation, I've never neglected my stomach, and I was certain it wasn't sick.Stan Wallace truly kept his word. I asked him to come and help me look into Martin Ernest and his mother, and he really spent the entire evening chatting with them, thoroughly understanding their character and personality, and finally gave me a very responsible answer. For a moment, I even doubted that what I saw at Stan Wallace's house had anything to do with me. How could he possibly show any sign of liking me?"Is that so?" I squeezed the empty cup, refilled it, and drank it down in one go, "That's great, then."Drinking can make people feel exhilarated. Every time I got tipsy before, I felt like I was floating in the air, conscious yet dreamy. It seemed like a little impulse in my heart could accomplish many things, eve

"How are you?" Stan Wallace noticed my pale face and asked.I shook my head. "Brother, go wash up first."I kept a certain distance from everyone at school; there were only two people I could call friends. But in this world, nothing stays completely secret if it truly happened.A bad premonition arose in my heart.After hanging up Tang Xiaohui's call, I opened the link she sent me. The most prominent headline read: "Unveiling the Relationship Between Gloria Kit and Her Stepfather."My brows furrowed as I saw the view count and shares had already reached tens of thousands.I never expected that students who spent all day in the library and studied late into the night would have the time to indulge in gossip.The content of the article was extremely explicit.An anonymous poster claimed that I seduced my stepfather for money to complete high school, then dumped him after entering university, losing all contact.After entering university, I couldn't make ends meet with just schol

Stan Wallace was dressed in a suit. After throwing the person to the ground, he felt hot and took off his jacket, rolling up his sleeves slightly. He answered me nonchalantly, "Mm."It had been half a year since New Year's, and I hadn't seen Stan Wallace for that long."I'm going to find the principal! You all ganged up on me! I'm calling the police!"The boy, clutching his bruised knee, rolled on the ground. The others who had been playing basketball with him rushed over, lying through their teeth, claiming that Stan Wallace had started it.There were surveillance cameras in every corner of the school. I was certain that Stan Wallace only acted after the boy raised his hand. No matter how much they tried to stir up trouble, it was just a ploy to bully someone by outnumbering them.I pulled Stan Wallace, intending to leave and not get entangled further. But then, someone from the crowd blurted out:"Isn't this Gloria Kit's brother?"Back when my family was exposed, not only me,

In the north, it was just entering summer, but in Yong'an, it was already so hot that one had to wear sandals and shorts.Except for when I wanted to make a good impression on Stan Wallace, I still couldn't quite accept wearing very short clothes. A white T-shirt and jeans had almost become my daily uniform.We found a cold noodle shop with strong air conditioning. Stan Wallace draped his suit jacket over a nearby chair, loosened his tie, and rolled up his sleeves, revealing well-defined forearms.Without doing anything particularly special, just these simple actions made me inexplicably blush and feel my heart race.Afraid that my reaction would be too obvious, I averted my gaze and fidgeted with my ears.Stan Wallace is really handsome.He would look great with an earring."When did it start?" Stan Wallace suddenly spoke, "Those kids' talk, it's not something that just started, right?"His eyes were sharp, and when he looked at someone without expression, he could seem rather