Battlefield Of Love: From Enemy To Lover

She belonged to a typical family, who lived in an ordinary neighborhood. Her father worked in a pharmaceutical factory while her mother ran a small milk tea shop. They weren't rich, but their only daughter was sweet and obedient and the apple of their eyes.

"Mom, you don't have to pack so many things! I'm not staying there forever!" complained the 14-year-old girl to the middle-aged woman.

"Lora, this is the first time you'll be going abroad. You must be very nervous!" said the older woman to Lora Nangong with a smile.

"Why would I be nervous, Mom? Besides, doesn't Auntie live there too? She will look after me when I meet her in England," Lora Nangong replied.

"Lora, please don't bother your aunt."

"Why not? After all, she is my relative. But she hasn't come home for ten years. I have even forgotten what she looks like!"

"Didn't she always talk to you on the phone?" asked her mother.

"She did but I couldn't see her on the phone, Mom!" Lora Nangong giggled.

"Ha-ha! Lora, I know you like dancing, but you have never participated in such international competitions organized by your school before. What made you decide to do it this time?"

"I didn't want to. But Cindy, who had been enlisted for the competition by the school, sprained her ankle yesterday when she was practicing. The school couldn't find a replacement so they picked me to go as her substitute!

By the way, when will Dad get off work? Could you cook more delicious food today? I have to reach school by two o'clock!"

"Okay! I'll go out to buy some more food after I finish packing!" Lora Nangong was speechless. She was only going to England for a few days. Did her mother think she would need this much clothes? Lora Nangong sat down at her desk and contemplated her current situation. Although she enjoyed dancing as a hobby, her goal was something else. She aspired to get admission in the best high school in the city. Create Blue Middle School! Lora Nangong thought it was a funny name. Create Blue? Blue as in the blue sky? It was quite comical! Later she had learned that the name meant "create a miracle and overcome difficulties!" But she still couldn't figure out why the word "blue" was used to replace the word "difficulties". Perhaps, it was because, in Chinese, the pronunciation of "blue" is similar to the word "difficulties".

"Honey, I'm just stepping out to buy some more things. Stay home!" Lora nodded and went back to the book she was reading.

Their home was not far from the market, so Melissa Du returned with the food shortly.

"Lora, how about I make your favorite sweet and sour spareribs today?" Melissa Du offered her daughter, who was still engrossed in her book.

"Okay!" Lora replied brightly. Melissa Du immediately got to work in the kitchen.

Lora put down her book and walked to the kitchen door to watch her mother cook. A happy smile formed on her mouth. Her mother loved her so much. She felt so lucky.

After a while, Zack Nangong entered home. He smiled fondly when he saw his daughter and his wife busy in the kitchen.

"Sweetie, what is your mother cooking today?" Zack Nangong asked Lora, drawing her attention to his arrival.

"Dad! Hi! How come you're home early today?" Lora asked excitedly. She looked at the watch on her left hand and remarked, "You're home half an hour earlier than usual. Won't your boss deduct your salary?" She tittered and held her father's hand affectionately.

"Ha-ha! My sweetheart is going abroad this afternoon. How could I be late for such an important event?" asked Zack Nangong as he ran his hand through her hair to smooth it.

Lora swatted away his hand and whined, "Dad, I've told you so many times. Don't spoil my hair! Now I'll have to comb it again. It keeps getting knotted."

"Ha-ha!" Zack chuckled, amused by his daughter's annoyance. Hearing their banter, Melissa smiled too.

"Lora, aren't you using the hair conditioner I bought for you?"

"I do use it, Mom, but I forgot to put it when I washed my hair this morning!"

"Oh, Lora! You are so forgetful. Anyway, remember to take it with you when you go to England. You never take good care of your hair. I had asked you to cut your hair short, but you didn't do that either!" Melissa shook her head in exasperation.

"Aww, no. I think your hair is beautiful just the way it is. Why do you want to cut it short?" said Zack, taking Lora's side.

"Dad you're the best!" Lora chirped. Her father always came to her rescue, especially when her mother scolded her.

"It's impossible to win with you two!" huffed Melissa. She gave up trying to argue further and went back to the kitchen. Both father and daughter stood at the door, grinning from ear to ear. ...

Soon, the lunch was ready. Zack and Lora helped Melissa to set the table and the three of them sat down to eat together.

"Lora? Are you going to visit your aunt in England?" asked Melissa, resuming their conversation from earlier that day.

"Mom, the problem is I don't even remember what Auntie looks like now. I haven't seen her in ten years! I was only four years old when she left. So how will I recognize her?" Lora explained as she finished her meal.

"Lora, since this is your first time in England, it's a great opportunity to visit your aunt. You must go see her. By the way, hasn't your teacher arranged for a place for you to stay in England?" Zack asked with concern.

"They have made the arrangements but honestly, I am keen on staying with Auntie. The teacher said that we don't need to pay for the flight tickets, but we have to pay one thousand for food and accommodation for a week. I think that's too expensive. If I stay at Auntie's place in England, I won't have to pay anything," Lora explained.

"Oh, I see. Well, I happened to withdraw one thousand from the bank today. Take it with you just in case!" said Zack, handing her the money.

"Thanks, Dad, but I won't need it. I have hundreds of dollars with me. It should be enough!" said Lora, refusing the money.

"Honey, just take it! Your father is right. Keep it for emergencies!" Melissa coaxed gently.

"Okay, fine." Lora eventually accepted the money. She put it away safely. "By the way, Dad, how long has it been since the last time we spoke to aunt?" Lora inquired. To her, it felt like an eternity.

"Hmm, let me think. Honey, Janet hasn't called us for two months, isn't that right?" Lora's question jogged Melissa's memory. Janet Nangong used to call them every week. What happened to her recently?

"I don't know. I called her a few days ago, but she didn't answer. I think she might be busy. It doesn't matter. We will find out when Lora goes to see her."

"The problem is that Lora doesn't know where her house is! If Janet doesn't answer the phone, how will Lora find her aunt's place?" Melissa asked worriedly.

"That's a big problem! But wait a minute, didn't Janet give us her address?" Zack suddenly remembered.

"Oh yes! That's right! I've written it in my notebook. It's on my bedside table. I'll get it for you after lunch. Remind me," Melissa said as she picked up some sparerib to serve Lora.

"Thank you, Mom!" Lora smiled sweetly. She was so content with her family. She had a loving father and a considerate mother, and as long as the family was together, nothing else mattered! After lunch, Lora cleared up the table, and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Melissa and Zack had always encourage this because they thought that it was important for her to know how to do at least basic housework. Melissa glanced at the clock. It was twelve fifty-three now. Her daughter had to be at school in an hour. It would only take them half an hour to reach the school if Zack took Lora by electric bicycle. Lora's things were packed and ready. So Melissa shouted, "Honey, hurry up. Get your things. I'll give you the address to your aunt's house!"

"Okay," called Lora from the kitchen. Melissa trotted to her room to find the notebook, which contained Janet's address. Zack was relaxing on the sofa, watching TV while he waited for his daughter.

Melissa came out with a notebook just as Lora finished washing the dishes and was drying her hands.

"Come here, honey. This is your aunt's home address. Now go get your bags, your father will drop you to school. It's already past one o'clock. I have to go and open the shop!" After handing the notebook to Lora, Melissa took her bag, put on her shoes, and opened the door.

"Bye, Mom!"

"Honey, don't forget to call me when you reach!"

"I will, Mom!" Lora replied obediently. Then she kissed her mother goodbye.

"Goodbye, darling," said Melissa.

"Be careful on the road!" Zack told his wife lovingly.

"You too!" With that, Melissa left.

"Honey, should we also leave now?" asked Zack.

Lora looked at her left hand to check the time. Her watch was wet. She had forgotten to take it off while washing the dishes.

"You naughty girl! Is it broken?" Zack asked when he saw Lora's watch. He was astounded. His daughter could be so careless sometimes!

"No. Thank God! It's one twelve now. Dad, let's hurry!"

The two of them went through her bags once more. Lora removed some unnecessary things from her bags. 'Mom is so nervous. I'm only going for a few days. I can just carry one extra pair of clothes to change. Why has she packed so much? She is acting like I'm moving to England permanently,' she thought to herself shaking her head. Lora rearranged her bag. She packed the toothpaste, toothbrush and a dress, and then left home. En route, Zack told her to be on her best behavior with her aunt in Britain. And that she should call them often. It was just one forty-two when she arrived at the school. Seeing that the teacher had already called her name, Lora turned to her father and told him to get to work. Zack had to reach his workplace by two o'clock. He reminded Lora to call him when she reached safely.

After taking one last look at his daughter, Zack left. Looking at her father riding away, Lora smiled and called, "Dad! Don't worry. I will win the championship!" At last, Lora walked towards her teacher. The whole class had gathered. They finally set out together.

Britain.

A girl about thirteen years old and a middle-aged woman were in a park not far from the community they lived. The girl was absent-minded with tears in her eyes. The middle-aged woman had to quietly follow the girl.

"Amy, please come back!" The girl suddenly stopped and said.

The middle-aged woman was surprised. Miss Sandra. She knew she was following her? "Miss Sandra, Mrs. Yu said that you need someone to take care of you now. She is really worried about you. How about this. Will you come back with me? "

"Amy, thank you for taking care of me all the time. I don't want to go back to that sad place. Can you give me some time? You can go back first! I want to be alone in England! "

"Miss Sandra, your wound is just healed. How can you not be taken care of?"

"Don't worry. I will take good care of myself!"

"But. Miss Sandra, I... "

"It doesn't matter. You'd better go back to take care of my aunt! She's busy with work, and my uncle is no exception. Sheffield is busy with his study. You'd better go back and take care of them! " The girl turned to the middle-aged woman and smiled

Amy felt a little sad. She had watched Miss Sandra grow up. She didn't seem to have any temper and always smiled at others. No matter how painful she was, she wouldn't say it out. This time. He really hurt her heart. The car accident announced that she was dead and she came to England alone. It had been four months since she got injured. Now she asked her to come back, when she just recovered. She. How can she rest assured?

"Amy, you can go back tomorrow! I have booked the air ticket for you. I don't want to go back for the time being. I want to study in England. I will contact my aunt today and ask her to help me complete the formalities! "

"Miss Sandra. You haven't fully recovered yet. Are you going to school? No way! "

"Ha ha." The girl pretended to smile and said, "Of course I won't go to school! As a special student, I will ask a teacher to teach me at home! "

"But. Miss Sandra, I want to stay here to take care of you! "

"It doesn't matter. You can go back to take care of my aunt. We don't hire many people for convenience. One more person will help!"

"Miss Sandra, there is no one at home. They can hire another. You can't stay here alone."

"Ha ha. I can also hire one! "

"I..."

"Well, that's it! By the way, Amy, go to cook! It's almost twelve o'clock. I'm hungry! " The girl said with a smile

"Okay. Will you go back with me?"

"No, I want to stay here for a while. Just call me when we have dinner!"

"Okay, Miss Sandra. Don't run around!"

"Okay!" Then Amy went back to the community to cook three times at a time.

This girl's name was Sandra, the daughter of the Yu Group in A City. Four months ago, she conveyed her confession of love to him, but she was refused. She was in a bad mood and had a car accident. Before she passed out, she told her favorite aunt that she was dead. Now everyone in A City thought that Sandra had died.

Looking at the people passing by in the park, Sandra thought of the person she shouldn't have thought about. She didn't understand. Why? Why didn't he like her? Then why didn't he refuse her directly at that time? What confused her more was why he said he just played with her when he had a crush on her? Too many. She had too many questions. He owed her too much explanation. Sandra looked at the sky and then realized that she hadn't called her aunt for four months. Every time her aunt called her, she didn't answer it. What's more, it should be Amy who said that! Then Sandra dialed Colin's number.

"Wow. Honey, you are finally willing to call me! It's been four months. Don't you know that I'm worried about you? " As soon as the phone was connected, the voice of Sandra's favorite aunt came from the other side.

"Ha ha. Aunt, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. Didn't I call you? "

"How can you be so silly? Why do you want me to announce the fake news that you are dead? "

"Aunt. I don't want to talk about it anymore. "

"Forget it. I'll look into it myself. Do you know? When Sheffield heard the news of your death, now he...?"

"Aunt. I hope you can keep it a secret. I want to calm down myself. Although I'm sorry for Sheffield. Aunt. Please respect my choice! " Tears streamed down Sandra's face again.

"Honey, Sheffield is fine. But Charles isn't. Alas. " Colin said helplessly.

"Aunt, Charles..."

"Honey, it's not that you don't know that Charles likes you. Your death makes him think that he forced you. Can he make himself happy? "

"He."

"Charles, when he has time, you can just look at your photos in a daze. Then Holley and Sheffield felt guilty that they have persuaded him, but he didn't listen to them. But he behaves well in front of us!"

"Charles, he didn't have to do that! Aunt, you. Please persuade him! "

"Don't worry! I have watched Charles grow up. Of course I will persuade him! Honey, you. Have you decided when to return home? You have to come back to take over the Yu group! "

"Aunt. Auntie, I'm just a child. It will take me at least seven years to take over the company! "

"Okay, okay, honey, you were coughing just now. Take care of yourself!"

"I will. By the way, aunt, I want Amy to come back."

"No way!" Without hesitation, Colin said, "Honey, I'm worried about you when you are abroad alone. There must be someone to take care of you!"

"Aunt, I'm not a child anymore. I can take care of myself. Don't worry! Let Amy come back. She can't speak here. It's inconvenient for her to communicate. I'm worried about her. "

"Well, honey, don't say that. When you recover, I will call Amy back. You must take good care of yourself, okay?"

"Okay! I will! " The two of them reached an agreement. They chatted for a while and then hung up. When she hung up the phone, Sandra reminded Colin not to tell anyone that she was still alive. After hanging up the phone, Sandra looked at the pedestrians. Many people worried about her and felt guilty. However. What about him? Ha-ha. He must pretend nothing had happened! But what she didn't know was that someone had completely changed for her in the country. He felt more guilty and remorseful than Charles, and more heartbroken than Sheffield.

At the British airport.

"Lora, you. Don't you really want to leave with us? " The head teacher looked at Lora with worry. She was not familiar with this place in England. As her head teacher, how could he rest assured?

"Don't worry, teacher! I'll go to see my aunt later. I'll live with her! "

"Well, by the way, Lora, since I asked you to come here this time, I should be responsible for it. Take your phone and remember my number! If you can't find your aunt, you can call me and I will pick you up with your classmates! "

"Okay, thank you!" Lora took out her phone and memorized the teacher's phone number.

"Well. I'll take a taxi to my aunt's house. "

"Okay. Call me when you get there. If you can't find her, call the teacher. We're at the XX hotel."

"Okay, thank you. Bye!" After saying that, Lora hailed a taxi to her aunt's house.

Although Lora was not very fluent in English, simple communication was not a problem for her. She was able to convey the address to the driver with ease. Upon reaching her destination, she thanked the driver and paid him. Her teacher had asked all students to change their money to pounds before they arrived in England. After getting out of the car, Lora located her aunt's housing community. When Lora was about to enter, she saw a beautiful Chinese girl sitting beside the park. The little girl seemed to be sad.

Lora, being a kind-hearted person, couldn't bear to walk away, so she made her way towards her.

"Hello. You look younger than me," Lora initiated a conversation in Chinese, guessing that the girl would be able to speak in Chinese.

"Hello!" the girl seemed startled. "You are...?" Sandra inquired politely. She flashed Lora a charming smile.

"You have a nice smile!" noted Lora. She, too, smiled back at the girl sweetly.

"Thank you. You are also very cute!" Sandra said, taking an instant liking to the stranger in front of her.

"Ha-ha! Would you like to be my friend?" asked Lora, extending her hand amicably.

"Of course!" Sandra agreed happily, shaking Lora's hand. When it came to making new friends, Sandra could never refuse! What was more, the girl in front of her was so warm and genial. So she readily agreed.

"Great! So now we are good friends!" Lora smiled. "Nice to meet you! My name is Lora Nangong, and I'm fourteen years old. I have come to England for the first time to take part in an international dance competition!" She introduced herself.

"Nice to meet you, too, Lora! My name is Sandra Yu! I'm thirteen years old!" Sandra returned her greeting.

"Ha-ha! So, now that we are good friends, can I ask you a question? Why do you look so sad?" Lora asked, raising her eyebrows.

Sandra smiled wistfully, "Is it so obvious?" Lora nodded.

"Ha-ha!" Sandra was amused at Lora's candor. "I don't want to talk about it right now," Sandra said, feeling embarrassed.

"Do you really take me as your friend?" Lora asked, tilting her head.

"Of course!" Sandra said immediately.

"Okay, then answer this. Is there anything that can't be said between friends?" Lora quizzed.

"Lora... Can I call you Lora?"

"Of course! And I will call you Sandra," chimed Lora.

"Great! So Lora, can I tell you later?" asked Sandra, biting her lip and gauging Lora's reaction.

"All right, no problem!" Lora said genially.

"Thank you! You're so nice. So Lora, are you staying nearby during your competition?" asked Sandra, looking around.

"Yes, but, I can't say for sure so soon," replied Lora cryptically.

"Why is that?" Sandra asked, puzzled.

"Well, I'm here to visit my aunt. I haven't seen her in ten years. We have only spoken on the phone. She had given me her address long ago. I don't even know if she is still here," explained Lora as she showed the address to her new friend.

"Oh. This is not far from my home!" squealed Sandra in delight. "I live in the third unit on the second floor. Your address happens to be on the third floor. We are not far from each other!" Sandra smiled brightly.

"Really? That's great!" remarked Lora cheerfully. She was somewhat relieved to know that her friend lived in the same unit. She opened her arms to hug her friend, but Sandra dodged as usual. Lora was confused and a little hurt. Seeing that Lora was offended, Sandra hurriedly explained,

"I'm sorry, Lora. It's just that, my wounds haven't healed yet!"

"Oh, dear! Are you hurt?"

"Yes. Long story! I'll tell you later!" Sandra promised.

"All right! So anyway, I'm going to see my aunt now. Are you coming with me?"

"Yes, sure! I have to go home for lunch. Hey, how about this? Come to my place for lunch, and after that, you can go upstairs to find your aunt," Sandra offered.

"That's so kind of you!" gushed Lora.

"It's okay. We are good friends now!" said Sandra.

Lora contemplated Sandra's generous offer. She hadn't figured out how to ask her aunt if it would be okay for her to stay at her house for a few days. After all, they hadn't seen each other in so many years. This made things awkward for Lora. So she agreed!

The two girls set off towards the community hand in hand.

Just as they entered the gate, they heard some yelling in the park.

"Hey, Mister! Stop. Come back!" Two men in black windbreakers were shouting in English. Sandra was shocked. What was going on? Lora knew that there was a wound on Sandra's body, so she pulled Sandra behind her. The two saw a handsome Chinese teenager running towards them. Sandra was a little scared but Lora was bolder, so she stood her ground. The young man took something out of his pocket and scattered it on the ground. When he was about to dash toward Lora, he stopped abruptly. Then he turned to look at the two men, who were chasing him. Both the men slipped on something. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the young man ran toward the garden behind Sandra, whispering, "Help!" As he ran to the garden, he bumped into Lora and hurt her hand. Lora was upset but glad that he did not hurt Sandra! The two men in black finally managed to stand up but they couldn't see the young man anywhere. They assumed that the young man escaped into an alley near the community. So they sprinted off in that direction!