If she had to describe him, this Jian Ming Xi, in Chen Sui’s memory was… 

A pile of gravel among treasures, the watermelon seeds of a watermelon, and the obnoxious Lord Voldemort.

[T/N: ‘Lord Voldemort’, also known as ‘You-Know-Who’, or ‘He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named’, is a fictional character in the Harry Potter novel series.]

Jian Ming Xi was the first name on the list of the people she hated the most, and was also specially treated as a super-hate VIP level.


Not all childhood friends could get along well with each other.

Starting at the age of six, when little Chen Sui first met Jian Ming Xi, the boy who had just moved in next to her villa, she inculcated this fact.

At first, she was just a little uncomfortable.

On the day the new neighbours moved in, Chen’s parents brought Chen Sui to visit the villa next door.
While the adults of the two families were chatting in the living room, Chen Sui accidentally dropped the apple in her hand, so she chased after the apple to the stairs.
When she picked it up, she looked up and saw Jian Ming Xi, who happened to be walking down the stairs.

A little six-year-old boy with a pink lip, white teeth, clear eyes, and dressed in a very neat British knitted suit, smiled at Chen Sui, a little girl with messy hair.

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What are you laughing at!

Chen Sui suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, so she lowered her head and tugged at her wrinkled skirt.
Without saying a word, she ran towards Mother Chen.

That day, after returning home, Mother Chen and Father Chen praised Jian Ming Xi nonstop right in front of Chen Sui. 

They complimented him ‘Smart’ six times and ‘Cute’ twelve times.

Chen Sui remembered it all.

Sure, he may be smart.

But he was a boy, why even snatch the word ‘Cute’ from her!

Before that, the neighbourhood often called Chen Sui the cutest child, but after his appearance, the name ‘Xiao Xi’ replaced her.

Chen Sui was very dissatisfied.

This dissatisfaction did not lessen as Chen Sui grew up, but instead increased with age, spanning Chen Sui’s entire childhood as if becoming a novel of her life.

In the fifth grade of elementary school, the writing topic in Chen Sui’s class was [The person I… the most.]

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As soon as Chen Sui held her pen to start writing, she seriously chose her topic: [The person I hate the most.]

The topic sentence of the paragraph was: [The person I hate the most is my seatmate, Jian Ming Xi.] 

That day, Chen Sui’s parents were called to the school.

While crying, she was taken out of the office by Mother Chen and saw Jian Ming Xi standing at the door, handing her a bottle of milk with his long eyelashes blinking, “Don’t hate me anymore.”

“No, I don’t like it, go away,” Chen Sui continued crying and pushed the milk bottle back, “Don’t pretend to be nice.”

Jian Ming Xi held the milk bottle and froze in place.

“I saw you write my name in the paragraph, you hate me, don’t you?” Chen Sui sniffed and said forcefully, “Anyway, I hate you too.”

Chen Sui heard that Jian Ming Xi’s parents were also called to the school because of the paragraph he wrote in class.
She had no idea what the content of the conversation was, but she was sure it was related to her.

Maybe the paragraph topic was also ‘The person I hate the most.’

Look at how they understood each other so well.

Chen Sui could not help but admit that having known each other for ten years, she and Jian Ming Xi were indeed a perfect match…

A pair of opposites.

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