Chapter 1

Chapter 1

It was the day I graduated from the Spiritual Purification Class.

As the valedictorian, I stood before the students and their families to deliver my speech.

“I believe that true love is the communion of souls. It should not be shackled by the flesh, nor driven by base desires…”

My boyfriend, Xu Jing’an, was sitting right there in the audience.

I stared at his face, maintaining a polite smile while fighting back a wave of nausea.

I was only standing here because of him.

Three months ago, we kissed.

It was our first kiss.

He had pulled me into his arms, calling my name in a drunken haze before pressing his lips against mine.

I didn’t push him away.

After all, we had been dating for five years.

It wasn’t as if he were calling out someone else’s name while kissing me.

But the moment he sobered up and realized it was me, his eyes instantly filled with loathing.

He shoved me to the ground.

Xu Jing’an went to rinse his mouth.

I stood at the bathroom door, watching his every move, my fingers gripping the doorframe so hard they turned white.

“Xu Jing’an, is kissing me really that disgusting?”

He looked up, meeting my gaze in the mirror. His eyes were chillingly cold.

“I told you, I’m Platonic. I find this kind of intimacy revolting.”

“You were the one who kissed me,” I countered softly.

“And you couldn’t have pushed me away?”

He leaned his weight on the counter, his knuckles white as he swept everything off the surface and onto the floor.

I froze for a moment, then turned to leave.

I didn’t answer him.

The whole situation was too absurd, too ridiculous for words.

By the time he came out of the bathroom, I had already packed my things.

“Xu Jing’an, let’s break up.”

He walked past me, sparing me a casual glance.

He only said two words: “Don’t bother.”

“It’s worth the bother. I don’t accept your Platonic ideals. I want a normal relationship.”

I stared at his back, enunciating every word: “A normal, sexual relationship.”

The moment I said that, Xu Jing’an lost his mind.

I didn’t manage to break up with him.

Instead, I was sent abroad to a Spiritual Purification Class.

They promised that in just three months, they could purify my desires.

The students sent here were all young, beautiful women.

Most of their partners were elderly tycoons or wealthy men with hidden physical ailments.

The so-called Purification Class was actually a place designed to prevent women who depended on men from cheating.

I was the outlier here.

Because there was nothing wrong with Xu Jing’an’s body.

I had felt it when he kissed me.

He clearly had a physical reaction.

Yet, every time I showed any desire for intimacy-even if we were just watching television-he would fly into a rage.

Even on the day my mother passed away, Xu Jing’an didn’t show his face.

I endured the funeral and the memorial service alone. When I reached out to him for a comforting hug, he still refused me.

To avoid me, he even started going out in the middle of the night.

The next day, I received an anonymous text.

It was a photo of a woman sitting on Xu Jing’an’s lap.

The memory hit me so hard that I vomited right there in front of everyone.

In the audience, Xu Jing’an stood up immediately.