My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 39
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Xanthea had always dreamed of becoming a renowned chemist, but as she glanced at the group of girls before her, their expressions had noticeably hardened.
Each one glared at her with furrowed brows and piercing stares, as if they were ready to skin her alive!
She wasn't part of any fan club and had no idea that her words had unwittingly hit a nerve with these star-chasing girls. Sensing danger, she paused briefly before turning to make a run for it.
To her dismay, the girls chased after her in fury.
"Stop right there!"
"Don't run, tell me whose fan are you!"
"Xan hasn't even debuted, and you're already cursing her to fail; that's so cruel! Stop, I'm going to expose you as a hater!"
What?
Xanthea was terrified by their relentless pursuit, dashing with all her might until she reached a desolate golden beach, finally losing sight of them.
"Fandoms these days are terrifying, they even chase down their own idols!"
Gasping for air, she prepared to head back when she faintly heard a baby-like crying sound.
As night fell, stars sprinkled across the dark sky, casting a glittering glow on the beach.
Scanning her surroundings, Xanthea spotted a small, adorable figure on a large rock by the shoreline.
Approaching, she discovered it was a four or five-year-old boy.
The little boy wore trendy Air Jordans and a loose T-shirt paired with tapered cargo pants, topped with a white baseball cap, looking both cool and cute from behind.
"You can't sit here!"
"I just did. What are you going to do about it?"
Sebastian glared at her with wide eyes, his usual rebuff having deterred many that day, earning him scoldings for his ungratefulness. But she—she was being even more childish than a child, utterly juvenile!
"So cute!"
His annoyed expression was too adorable, and Xanthea couldn't help but pat his head, causing Sebastian's face to turn from red to his neck, stuttering, "I'm not cute! I'm super fierce, okay?"
As a pretty girl, how could she casually pat a boy's head?
Watching his blushing quicken and his sharp, refined features, Xanthea felt a moment of familiarity. Why did he seem so familiar?
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