Chapter 111: Extra: University Love Diary (Part 2)

That day, Zhu Wendong had just finished class and was about to return to Yuejin when he received a call from Qi Yanxue.

After the call was connected, the voice was not Qi Yanxue's, but a strange voice.

"Hello, are you Qi Yanxue's girlfriend?"

Zhu Wendong answered blankly: "Yes."

"Qi Yanxue got drunk and was yelling about looking for someone named Chuchu. I scanned his face and opened his phone, and saw the note he left for you was Chuchu, so I called you. Is it convenient for you to come pick him up now?"

"Where are you?"

After receiving a series of addresses on the phone, Zhu Wendong went straight to the restaurant from University A.

When she arrived, before she even walked in, she saw the man squatting on the steps.

Qi Yanxue's long legs were bent, with his hands hanging straight down on his knees. Bulging blood vessels spread across his sharp knuckles. His head drooped between his knees, and only the fluffy and soft top of his hair was visible.

As if receiving some kind of induction, he slowly raised his head, his eyes still as carefree and unrestrained, but with a hint of drunkenness.

The look he gave her was hazy and blurred, as if covered by a layer of translucent mist.

Zhu Wendong stepped forward, squatted in front of him, and asked softly, "Qi Yanxue, are you drunk?"

Three seconds later, Qi Yanxue spoke: "Why is the baby here?"

There was alcohol in his voice, and it had a magnetic and low tone.

When Qi Yanxue was drunk, she seemed a little too well-behaved. Her hair hung down in front of her eyebrows, her eyes were misty, and her gaze was watery when she looked at people.

Without his usual indifference and arrogance, it makes people want to rub him.

"Are you drunk, Qi Yanxue?" Zhu Wendong suppressed his smile and looked at him with his head tilted.

Qi Yanxue didn't answer, but just looked at her quietly, her figure reflected in his eyes.

"Who am I?" Zhu Wendong pointed at himself.

The air was quiet for a moment, then a car horn sounded in the distance. After another half-second of silence, Qi Yanxue spoke:

"Baby."

!!!

Aaaaaaaaaaaah!

Zhu Wendong felt as if his brain exploded, and a tingling sensation surged from his feet to the top of his head.

She seemed stunned and dumbfounded, staring at him blankly.

After a long time, Zhu Wendong raised his hand and rubbed his soft hair. His voice unconsciously softened, with a smile in his voice.

"Good boy, Qi Yanxue."

The dim street lights shone overhead as Qi Yanxue sat nonchalantly on the steps. Zhu Wendong knelt in front of him, rubbing the top of his head with his palms.

A harmonious, comfortable and intimate picture.

She pointed her finger at him again, "Then who are you?"

"Qi Yanxue." He answered casually.

Zhu Wendong was not satisfied with this answer and shook his head, "No."

Qi Yanxue calmed down, seemingly thinking.

Seeing that he couldn't answer for a long time, Zhu Wendong prompted with interest: "I am your baby, then who are you to me?"

A hint of imperceptible clarity flashed across Qi Yanxue's hazy eyes, and she asked tentatively, "Baby?"

Zhu Wendong shook his head again: "It's a baby, but it's not right."

"Boy friend?"

Zhu Wendong was about to nod and praise when he heard Qi Yanxue call out slowly.

"You are my...wife?"

His already pleasant voice, mixed with the wine, became even more captivating.

Zhu Wendong saw her figure clearly in his dark eyes.

Her eyes were evasive, her ears were burning, her cheeks were instantly flushed, and her heartbeat was so fast that it was about to jump out of her chest at any time.

Qi Yan raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said lazily: "Wife, if I guessed it right, aren't you going to reward me?"

Zhu Wendong hurried forward to cover his mouth, but his moist and soft lips kissed the palm of his hand, and he retreated in panic as if he had been electrocuted.

"Reward me, wife." Qi Yanxue took advantage of his drunkenness and asked shamelessly.

Zhu Wendong blushed and raised his hand to rub his head indiscriminately.

At the same time, the door of the restaurant was opened.

The person who came out was Qi Yanxue's roommate.

At that time, Zhu Wendong and Qi Yanxue were still secretly in love, so being caught by their classmates was like a ghost story.

Zhu Wendong shuddered, quickly pulled his hand back, and stood up immediately. He had been squatting for too long and his vision was black, his center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell over.

Qi Yanxue stood up, put his arms around her waist firmly, and let her lean on him to relax.

The roommate in the distance pointed at them and hesitated for a long time.

"Good boy, you you you...Qi Yanxue, so your girlfriend is Zhu Wendong, the beauty of the Chinese department!"

"So that... Chu Chu is Zhu Wendong!"

Qi Yanxue's eyes were still hazy, but the look she gave them was a bit cold, "You were the one who called me Chuchu?"

The roommate admitted his fear: "Yes, yes, we can't shout, only you can shout."

"But does this scene need an explanation?"

They are two popular figures in the school. Every day people ask on the campus wall, "Are Zhu Wendong and Qi Yanxue in love today?"

It turns out that these two had been together behind everyone's back!!!

Zhu Wendong recovered from his dizziness and recognized the voice of the person who called. He emerged from Qi Yanxue's arms, looked at them for a second, and then looked away.

"What now?"

She tilted her head back and looked at Qi Yanxue, who was a head taller than her. She could clearly smell the faint scent of alcohol on him, mixed with his original cedar scent, which was quite pleasant.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal."

Qi Yanxue turned his head to look at his two roommates at the restaurant door and said casually, "Keep this a secret for me."

As if by some strange coincidence, the two roommates said in unison: "Okay."

"I'll treat you guys to dinner next time."

Qi Yanxue put his arm on Zhu Wendong's shoulder and turned away without any regrets.

As they got in the taxi back to Yuejin, Zhu Wendong couldn't help but ask, "Qi Yanxue, are you not drunk?"

Qi Yanxue leaned lazily on her shoulder, his hands on her lower back, his whole body wrapped around her like a kangaroo, his warm breath spraying on her neck.

"Drunk."

Zhu Wendong was half-believing and half-doubting, "You were drunk, and you were able to talk fluently with your roommate just now?"

Can you also threaten them at the same time?

Qi Yanxue didn't take any responsibility at all and just said, "The baby rubbed me awake just now."

“…”

Zhu Wendong recalled the scene just now, suppressed his smile, and teased, "Qi Yanxue, do you know why I rubbed your head?"

"Because you looked like a Samoyed just now."

The kind that is both good and obedient.

Qi Yanxue knew that she liked Samoyeds, so she placed a Samoyed pillow at the head of her bed at home.

She likes Samoyeds and said he looks like a Samoyed, which indirectly means that she must like him to death.

Sweet bubbles kept popping up in Qi Yanxue's heart, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised in the dim light.

"I'll raise a Samoyed for you in the future, okay?"

When he gets stronger and more established, he'll marry her and have a cute puppy.

Enjoy peach blossoms in spring, listen to cicadas in summer, watch falling leaves during the autumnal equinox, and watch snow falling in winter.

He wanted to stay with her forever and never be separated.

Zhu Wendong looked at the bizarre night scene outside the window and answered with a frown.

"OK."