Chapter 17: It’s My Fault, But I Just Loved You Too Much

The annoying sea breeze brushed against Fang Zhou’s face, not too light, not too heavy, but enough to stir his heart.

From the moment he saw Qin Yun yesterday, Fang Zhou knew that sooner or later, he would have to face her.

Even if he didn’t seek out Qin Yun, she would come to find him, just like she did earlier.

If there was no opportunity, she would create one.

When Fang Zhou said, “I never initiate contact with exes, no exceptions,” Qin Yun laughed.

She picked a small plastic bag fragment from the sand and said leisurely, “You unilaterally initiated the breakup; I never agreed.”

She raised her phoenix eyes to look at Fang Zhou, seemingly full of affection, “As long as I haven’t agreed to the breakup, it doesn’t count.”

Fang Zhou had anticipated her saying this, his face remaining calm.

“I initiated our relationship, so it’s reasonable for me to initiate the breakup.”

“I admit, breaking up over the phone was inappropriate, but what happened at that time was too overwhelming. I couldn’t calmly face you.”

“Sorry, Qin Yun.”

Fang Zhou’s attitude was sincere, his words earnest, genuinely apologizing to Qin Yun.

But Qin Yun shook her hair, not accepting the apology.

She turned in another direction, continuing to search through the sand for trash.

“The one who should apologize is me. I lost my mind and scared you, but it’s because I loved you too much.”

She casually mentioned love, not even looking at Fang Zhou, but he didn’t doubt the credibility of her words.

He just felt that Qin Yun’s understanding of love was skewed.

“You’re wrong, that wasn’t love; it was possessiveness.”

“Your feelings for me are like a woman’s for clothes and cosmetics, or a child’s for toys. You don’t truly love me, Qin Yun.”

Something in Fang Zhou’s words seemed to provoke Qin Yun. Her movements stopped, and her eyes, covered by her falling hair, hid an unknown storm.

Fang Zhou saw Qin Yun squatting, thinking his words had made her reflect, so he left her alone and moved to another area to check.

“No.”

Qin Yun’s soft rebuttal reached Fang Zhou’s ears.

“I’m not possessive,” she continued.

Fang Zhou frowned, thinking, “You can’t reason with a yandere; they have their own logic that makes no sense.”

Glancing around, he saw the cameraman approaching, along with the others who had finished their breakfast.

He decided to stay silent, saying only, “No matter what, our breakup is a fact. I’m not worth your obsession. People need to look forward.”

With that, he closed his mouth, finding a piece of a soda can pull tab.

“We’re here!”

Qi Le, now changed into more suitable clothing, waved his arms as he led the group over.

Fang Zhou turned to see a sight for sore eyes.

The female guests wore bikinis, showing off long legs, while the male guests were in cool attire, some even shirtless.

Compared to them, Fang Zhou and Qin Yun’s short-sleeved sportswear looked conservative.

Sunshine, beach, handsome men, and beautiful women complemented each other.

The barrage of comments began to scream.

“Ahhh! This show knows me too well!”

“Oh my god, Sisi’s figure is amazing. Even as a woman, I’m tempted.”

“Not to mention, Qi Le really has an eight-pack and a V-line! My god, I can’t imagine how happy I’d be if I were a female guest!”

Qin Yun timely closed her mouth, lifting her head with a perfect smile, as if the earlier downcast person wasn’t her.

Though she said nothing more, in her heart, she silently told Fang Zhou: “You are not my past; you will only be my present and future.”

“Let me ask, does anyone here not know how to play volleyball? If you don’t, you need to practice first.”

Qin Yun’s gentle smile caught the attention of a couple of male guests.

Immediately, Qiao Sisi, Tang Wan, and Liu Hao raised their hands.

“I don’t know how!” “Me neither.” “Me too.”

Qi Le’s eyes lit up, offering to train them, and everyone happily agreed they needed some warm-up.

Before the beach volleyball officially began, Qi Le taught the group how to bump and spike for about ten minutes.

According to the directors, beach volleyball required two-person teams, with one team winning and the other losing. The losing team had to gather bananas, mangoes, and other fruits from the island for the winning team.

In short, the losers had to work while the winners enjoyed the fruits of their labor.

Teams were assigned by drawing lots, and Fang Zhou was paired with Han Xi.

Their opponents were Qiao Sisi and Qi Le.

The first match featured Qin Yun and Dong Donghui against Sun Haotian and Tang Wan.

Qin Yun, always fond of sports, was a former school volleyball team member, though she rarely played beach volleyball.

Her jumps, bumps, and spikes were fluid and seamless.

Dong Donghui could only stay in the background, ensuring no mistakes.

Under such fierce attacks, the opponents couldn’t defend, losing three games in less than twenty minutes.

Next was Fang Zhou’s match.

Qiao Sisi removed her sunglasses and tied her hair into a high ponytail, revealing a smooth forehead as she faced Fang Zhou.

“I’m not very good, so don’t be too harsh!”

“Don’t worry, we won’t let you lose too badly.”

Han Xi replied, making everyone laugh.

Qi Le squinted, issuing a challenge, “Don’t be so sure. We might win.”

Fang Zhou smiled, “Let’s see.”

Han Xi’s confidence came from not only herself but also Fang Zhou.

He was a former school volleyball team member, tall and a prize winner.

Han Xi used to play volleyball with Fang Zhou during breaks, maintaining their synergy.

When the game started, everyone’s attention was drawn to Fang Zhou and Han Xi.

“Whoa, Fang Zhou’s even more intense than Qin Yun! Who can take his spikes without risking their life?”

“Not to mention, Han Xi’s first hits are really skilled.”

“Their coordination is insane! It’s like they’ve practiced together before.”

“Shipping Han Zhou CP! Cool mature lady x tall volleyball player!”

“Han Xi, let’s show them what we’ve got!” Fang Zhou called out, readying himself for the serve.