Chapter 8 The Jealousy Jar Overturned

Chapter 8 The Jealousy Jar Overturned

A few days later, Xie Lin updated his WeChat Moments with a picture of a Samoyed puppy that was soaking wet and looked pitiful.

A widow and her left-behind dog.

At the campus express delivery station, Lin Mianmian queued to pick up a large package containing second-hand textbooks and materials.

Lin Mianmian was beautiful, and she had no shortage of admirers at school. Xiao Zhang, a boy working part-time at the courier station, was one of them. The box in Lin Mianmian's hands was heavy.

She knew it was heavy, but she didn't expect it to be this heavy.

Xiao Zhang saw that she was struggling to carry a large box and could barely walk.

They proactively and enthusiastically helped her move out, and even greeted her with a smile; "Lin Mianmian?"

"Did I write it wrong?" Xiao Zhang scratched his head sheepishly. "No, thank you, classmate," came the polite reply.

The boy deliberately struck up a conversation with her on the street, and the two hit it off very well.

Lin Mianmian smiled, her eyes crinkling. The boy even wanted to add her on WeChat.

Lin Mianmian politely and distantly refused. This scene was witnessed by Xie Lin, who "happened" to be passing by.

Xie Lin's eyes turned red instantly, and he was filled with rage. His fists clenched so tightly that they cracked, and he instinctively wanted to rush over and punch someone.

At the crucial moment, Liang Cheng ran into him on the basketball court and grabbed him tightly, warning him in a low voice, "Xie Lin! You fucking calm down! If you rush over and hit someone now, it will only make her hate you more! She'll think you're unreasonable!"

Xie Lin's chest heaved violently as he stared intently at the boy, as if he wanted to devour him alive, but in the end, he managed to suppress the urge to rush over.

"Crap!" She kicked the school trash can. The loud noise caught Lin Mianmian's attention.

Lin Mianmian turned around and met Xie Lin's red eyes, which were filled with possessiveness and were almost going crazy.

I turned my gaze away and continued strolling along the main road of the campus with Xiao Zhang beside me.

Xiao Zhang helped Lin Mianmian move to the dormitory building, and Xie Lin secretly followed along the way.

Xiao Zhang wanted to flirt with Lin Mianmian, so he suggested having lunch with her. Since she had just helped him out, Lin Mianmian didn't want to refuse and agreed without much thought.

The two went to the cafeteria for lunch, and Xiao Zhang went outside to make a phone call.

Xie Lin followed the man.

"Bro, what innocent school beauty? You can get her with ease."

"I'll take her to a hotel tonight, touch her and see if she's a virgin, and then record a video for you guys." The man glanced at the unsuspecting Lin Mianmian with ill intent.

Hearing this, Xie Lin immediately flew into a rage, grabbing the man by the collar and becoming agitated.

"What the hell did you say?" His eyes were bloodshot and filled with rage.

Just as she was about to punch this scumbag, a familiar female voice rang out, "Xie Lin, let go!"

"Mianmian." He softened instantly upon seeing the girl.

"Xie Lin, what's wrong with you again?" Lin Mianmian, unaware of the situation, scolded Xie Lin, thinking he was about to act recklessly again.

"Lin Mianmian, am I going crazy?" Xie Lin was so angry that his temples throbbed. "Then I'll show you how crazy I can be!" He punched Xiao Zhang to the ground.

Xiao Zhang got impatient and deliberately provoked her: "I'm going to sleep with her until she dies and play with her until she's dead."

"Say it again!" Xie Lin's voice was like ice, carrying a dangerous hoarseness.

Xiao Zhang was taken aback for a moment, but his pride wouldn't let him back down: "Oh, you're getting defensive, Young Master Xie? So sensitive?" "You don't mean to kill me, do you? You almost killed someone when you were studying at an American high school, did you?"

Xie Lin hates it when people mention two things: first, that his mother died because of him; and second, that he almost became a murderer when he fell ill in the United States.

Either of these two things would be fatal to him, and Xiao Zhang bringing them up was undoubtedly deliberately touching his sore spot.

"I said I'd fuck that slut who's just like your mother to death." He emphasized it again.

These words were like the last straw. Xie Lin's rationality snapped with a sharp "clang".

A red glow appeared at the edge of his vision. He suddenly shoved the man to the ground with astonishing speed. Before anyone could react, he punched Xiao Zhang hard in the face.

He struck again and again, each strike harder than the last, completely out of control. He was now like a wild wolf that had lost its mind.

The dull thud, Xiao Zhang's scream, and the sound of camera shutters mingled together.

Lin Mianmian went up and hugged Xie Lin: "Xie Lin! Stop it!" But Xie Lin had already lost his mind and started to have a fit, throwing her aside. Liang Cheng came to eat and saw it, and when he tried to break up the fight, he was also pushed and fell.

Xiao Zhang staggered backward, covering his face. Blood seeped from between his fingers as Xie Lin grabbed and hit him until he was almost unconscious. Only then did Xie Lin stop.

The area was completely blocked by people on campus, and they were saying all sorts of things.

The word "mental illness" was like a poisoned needle, piercing Xie Lin's chaotic consciousness.

He was on the verge of a manic-depressive breakdown. He was afraid that he really was an uncontrollable "madman".

He was afraid of being abandoned by Lin Mianmian. His body swayed, and the violence in his eyes was quickly replaced by something deeper and more desperate, his face turning pale.

"I...I'm not...Mianmian." Xie Lin tried to explain, but his voice was dry and hoarse, barely audible.

He wanted to say, "I didn't mean to," "I couldn't control myself," and "I had a seizure."

But overwhelming self-loathing and a sudden surge of overwhelming emotions choked him.

A feeling of suffocation washed over me, and the hand that had just hit me began to tremble uncontrollably.

The tinnitus became louder, drowning out all other sounds.

He felt that he was dirty, ugly, and beyond redemption.

Would she still like herself like this?

The sirens of ambulances and police sirens mingled as Xie Lin was handcuffed by the police. He glanced at Lin Mianmian before leaving, unsure if she still loved him.

Liang Cheng called Grandpa Xie to tell him that Xie Lin was in trouble, and then asked Bai Xiulin to go to the police station to bail him out.

In the end, the Xie family settled the matter privately with money. Ever since Xie Lin beat someone up, Old Master Xie has kept him at home to treat his illness and wouldn't let him go out freely.

But damn it, thinking about Mianmian makes him feel incredibly sad. She must think he's crazy and will never like him again, sob sob sob.

Was he really going to lose her? He ran to bed, covered his head with the blanket, and tears streamed down his face. Thinking of all the beautiful memories he had with Lin Mianmian, he felt unwilling to accept it.

A week later, Xie Lin changed to a relatively "low-key" black Maybach, but the license plate 京A · 88888 was still arrogant, blocking Lin Mianmian's only route on time.

He stopped honking and got out of the car. At 188 cm tall with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, he looked incredibly handsome even in a simple black T-shirt, though he had faint dark circles under his eyes.

He was carrying a top-of-the-line insulated breakfast bag customized by a super-luxury hotel, his eyes fixed on the dormitory entrance like he was locking onto prey.

Countless girls surrounded Xie Lin, wanting his WeChat.

Even if a handsome man gets into trouble and assaults someone, countless women will still be willing to do anything for him.

If it were an ordinary man, he would already have one sister-in-law after another, and his children might have already flown away.

"Ahhhh!! It's Xie Lin, he's so handsome!" She snapped her phone away.

"Yeah, he's even more manly after that fight." "I heard he's sick, something like bipolar disorder or something?" "Wow, handsome, from a good family, sick, and miserable, he's definitely a novel protagonist."

"I love yandere, gloomy male ghosts. Men with a bit of a quirk are just so exciting!"

"Actually, I also like older dads who forcefully love me."

Xie Lin's expression was indifferent. He held a cigarette between his long, slender fingers, and smoke curled around his handsome features as he took a drag.

Her imposing presence intimidated the girls around her; she was aloof and dignified.

Lin Mianmian and Jiang Nuan came out of the dormitory building, saw him, frowned, and wanted to take a detour. This was after Xie Lin's incident.

She wanted to go see him, since Xie Lin had hit someone because of her, but Xie's father stopped her, telling her not to bother him anymore.

He could beat someone for her, so he would kill someone for her next time. He didn't want his son, who had a bright future ahead of him, to become a criminal for a woman.

Xie Lin strode forward and shoved the breakfast into her hands, his voice a little dry, nervous, and awkward: "Breakfast... your favorite vegetarian three-delicacy buns and milk oatmeal porridge."

"No need." His tone was cold, deliberately distant.

Lin Mianmian didn't take it, and the breakfast fell to the ground. He obediently picked it up: "Then I'll eat it."

Then, as if by magic, she pulled a huge bouquet of pink money flowers from the car and awkwardly handed it over: "Those...flowers?"

Lin Mianmian said expressionlessly, "Get out of the way." She then pulled Jiang Nuan and squeezed through the gap between him and the car.

Xie Lin stood there, holding the flowers, watching her back with a look of grievance and stubbornness in his eyes.

Liang Cheng was chatting with the pretty girls from University A when he saw his brother standing there like a statue not far away.

She stepped forward, put her arms around his neck, and mocked, "Young Master Xie, how does it feel to be going through the 'wife-chasing crematorium'?" Xie Lin snapped into the phone, "Get lost! I want to!"