Chapter 697: Reject Ling Xuan Again, Go Get Drunk Together (Two Updates in One)
The playground of No. 1 Middle School.
The senior year class is already empty, and other grades are also in their final sprint.
Looking around, there was no one.
Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan took advantage of the fact that they had not yet officially graduated and successfully passed the security guard and entered the campus.
The two sat in the stands, shaded by trees and enjoying the cool breeze.
Jiang Fuyue: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Ling Xuan didn't answer, his eyes fixed on the distance, "Which university are you planning to apply to?"
"Mingda."
The young man was stunned, with confusion flashing in his eyes. It took him a while to realize what "Mingda" was.
"Qi Ming University?"
"right."
"Are you kidding me?!" Ling Xuan's first reaction was absurdity.
The top “fake university” in China, the notorious “shame of colleges and universities”?
With Jiang Fuyue's grades, there's no way she could be admitted there!
The corners of his mouth tightened, and a dark look flashed in his eyes: "If you don't want to say it, forget it."
Jiang Fuyue did not explain, believe it or not.
Ling Xuan: "I...maybe I'll go abroad."
"Congratulations."
Unexpectedly, the boy turned his head suddenly and looked at her with sharp and complicated eyes.
Jiang Fuyue: “?”
Seeing that she didn't understand, the boy's eyes turned into sadness and dejection, but in the next second they were filled with anger and unwillingness.
Jiang Fuyue was even more confused.
Didn't she just say "congratulations", why such a big reaction?
"Heh..." Ling Xuan laughed bitterly, "Are you serious?"
"Of course. The atmosphere in foreign universities is relatively open. If you want more practical opportunities and to hone your personal abilities, studying abroad is a good choice. Especially in terms of business management, foreign countries have more advanced..."
Jiang Fuyue analyzed the benefits of studying abroad based on the actual situation and with an objective and neutral attitude. His logic was clear and well-organized.
But Ling Xuan's expression seemed... even angrier?
"Jiang Fuyue—do you really want me to go abroad? You don't even feel reluctant, and you don't even ask me to stay?"
The girl's expression was incomprehensible. "Wasn't it your decision to go abroad? What do you mean by 'I want to'? As for your talk of 'reluctance to leave' and 'reluctance to stay', I have no relationship with you, so I have neither the right nor the right to express such emotions."
"No relatives? Fine...fine..." Ling Xuan nodded angrily, "They say people are kind-hearted, but your heart is harder than stone!"
"Jiang Fuyue, I don't believe you can't see that I like you! Even if you said today, 'Don't leave, it's fine in China,' I would refuse to go abroad without hesitation and apply to the same university as you!"
"But what did you say? Haha... you said congratulations? Am I really that unattractive to you?"
It obviously wasn’t like this before!
She would follow him silently and walk with him quietly.
I would skip physical education class and sneak out, pretending to sit in the stands playing with my phone, but actually I was doing it to secretly watch him.
Every time we pass by each other, I will look back at him for a longer time.
They will respond with shy, secretly happy, and sweet looks.
I will muster up the courage to hand him a love letter and blurt out "I love you"...
But now, she treated him even worse than Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci, being cold and distant, polite but not close enough, even though they had participated in two academic competitions together, from domestic training to winning awards abroad.
"Why?" Ling Xuan's eyes were red, his cheeks were tightened, and his gaze was forbearing.
"Because—I don't like you." The girl's words were decisive and cruel.
But even with such ruthlessness, Ling Xuan still found her breathtakingly beautiful.
I fell in love with the way you don't love me, this is an unsolvable problem.
Ling Xuan twitched his lips slightly, his voice cold and gloomy: "Just like you don't like Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci?"
Jiang Fuyue's eyes darkened, and she finally turned her head to look at him: "Sure enough, they confessed their feelings one after another. Was it you who instigated it?"
"Instigating?" Ling Xuan's mouth felt bitter, and his smile was a bit awkward. "Do you think I'm such a villain? I was just telling them not to get drunk and act crazy. Find a suitable place, create a romantic atmosphere, and say what's on your mind. That's what confession is."
Jiang Fuyue: "You're testing the waters."
Let Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci be the vanguard cannon fodder to find out her attitude and thoughts.
He actually used all those tricks from the mall. This Ling Xuan...
He is indeed smart, even scheming; but his actions are too ruthless and extreme.
In his eyes, Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci's "likes" are tools that can be used, and such people often lack empathy.
Ultimately, the pattern is too small.
but--
Jiang Fuyue: "Since you know that Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci were unsuccessful, you should also be clear about my attitude. Why did you say it out loud?"
If you know there is a high probability of failure, you shouldn't try it lightly.
Someone as smart as him would understand this principle.
But those who “understand” do “things they don’t understand”.
A wry smile permeated the corners of Ling Xuan's eyes and eyebrows, and a self-deprecating arc appeared on his lips: "You think too highly of me. I'm not as rational, calm, and calculating as you think."
Knowing that Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci were rejected, he was secretly happy but also worried.
If I confess my feelings, will she accept it? Or will she be straightforward and decisive like she rejected the first two?
The probability of acceptance and rejection is fifty percent each.
Just for this 50%, even though he had a bad feeling, he still chose to confess his feelings and said loudly the four words "I like you".
Yes, he easily calculated Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci. He is scheming, a green tea, and immoral!
But he couldn't control himself at all.
Doing something even though you know it’s impossible, this is what young people like - being brave and fearless, even if you know you will lose, you will still choose to do it.
Ling Xuan: "I'm not noble, but I'm not as despicable as you think."
Jiang Fu Yue remained silent.
I heard him chuckle again and mutter, "But you don't seem to care whether I am noble or despicable..."
Because, I don’t like it.
Ling Xuan blinked and looked up at the sky.
The mist that rose up in front of my eyes was forced back in an instant, but the mist still lingered in my eyes. Pride did not allow it to condense into tears.
If I had known this would be the outcome, why would I despair?
Fortunately, he finally tried.
But the miracle did not linger on him.
"Actually, I've never understood why you treated me so well before...but then you changed?"
Jiang Fuyue: "No one remains unchanged. Just pretend that the Jiang Fuyue who mustered up the courage to confess her feelings to you is no longer with us."
"What do you mean gone?!" Ling Xuan's eyes tightened.
"It's no longer the her of the past, but the me of the present."
"So, you admit that you confessed to me before?"
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips: "Is it still important?"
The young man smiled bitterly: "...If I had agreed at the beginning, then now..."
"You won't agree to that."
The original owner was aloof and gloomy, as humble as dust. How could the high and mighty Ling Xiaocao "condescend to be with him"?
There is no right or wrong in feelings. If you don’t like someone, you don’t like them, just like how Ling Xuan feels about the original owner and how Jiang Fuyue feels about Ling Xuan now.
The only thing he did wrong was to kick someone when he was down.
Knowing that the original owner was isolated and targeted because of him, he chose to turn a blind eye and even refused to humiliate her in public, which dealt a heavy blow to the girl's already fragile self-esteem.
“…I’m sorry, I didn’t know…” I’ll fall in love with you later.
Jiang Fuyue shook her head, her eyes cold and gloomy: "I don't accept it."
She was not qualified to accept it on behalf of the original owner.
“You don’t have to love, but please don’t hurt.”
Jiang Fuyue finished speaking and stood up to leave.
Ling Xuan sat in the stands, looking at the girl's back as she walked away, and his originally straight spine gradually collapsed.
Then he buried his head in his arms, his slightly hunched back trembling visibly.
The mist in his eyes could no longer be restrained and eventually gathered into tears, falling silently on the concrete floor.
Evaporated by the heat, it disappeared in the blink of an eye, just like the secret love he had been longing for but could never get and would eventually lose.
It turned out that he, like Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci, had no qualifications to enter from the beginning.
I don’t know how long it was before the school bell rang.
The setting sun in the sky is like fire.
Ling Xuan stood up with a pale face and left in a daze.
He knew that he would never have another chance in his life.
From then on, she was the moon in the sky, and he was the dust on the earth.
In the evening, when the cleaning lady was cleaning the playground, she found a bunch of roses on the left side of the stands.
Each flower is plump and bright red.
There was also a delicate little card inside with a faint jasmine scent.
[Thank you for promising me that you will never leave me and stay with me for the rest of my life - Xuan]
After reading it, the cleaning lady couldn't help but sigh: "These kids nowadays are so good at saying sweet words. They're already promising to spend the rest of their lives together before they even graduate..."
As he spoke, he removed the colorful wrapping paper, pulled out the single roses inside, and tied them together.
Well, it’s just right to take it home and plug it in the living room.
…
Zhong Ziang was locked up at home for three days. Liu Ma tried every means to make delicious food for him and almost fulfilled every request he made.
During this period, Xie Yunzao called him many times to ask him to return to Beijing. "Now that the college entrance examination is over and your uncle has gone to Fzhou, what are you still doing in Linhuai?"
Zhong Ziang had a pair of panda eyes and was curled up in bed. His hair was a mess like a bird's coop and he looked extremely haggard.
"I'd love to! I just want to stay in Linhuai!"
"Son, listen to me..."
"I don't want to hear it."
Xie Yunzao: "I'm worried about you being alone over there. Who will take care of your food, drink, toilet and urination?"
Zhong Ziang: "There's Liu Ma."
After a pause, he added: "She cooks better than you and washes clothes cleaner than the aunt at home."
The other end choked violently.
Finally, Xie Yunzao compromised: "How long do you want to stay? You can't stay away forever, right?"
Zhong Ziang was annoyed: "We'll talk about it when the time comes."
He just wants to be decadent now.
ah--
It’s so hard to live through a breakup!
Suddenly, he picked up his phone again and started looking for Yi Ci's contact information.
The best way to comfort someone who has been heartbroken is to find someone who has also been heartbroken and then prove that he is worse off than you.
But I couldn't find it after searching for a long time.
"Didn't you add WeChat?"
Finally, the person was released from the blacklist.
Zhong Ziang: [Hey, do you want to go out for a drink?]
The other end replied quickly: [Yes.]
…
A bar.
After searching the entire street, this is the only shop open during the day.
Zhong Ziang arrived first, booked a private room, and ordered a bunch of wine, including red, white, and beer.
Seeing this, the bartender couldn't help but remind him: "It's easy to get drunk if you mix drinks."
Zhong Ziang snapped his fingers and said, "Thanks. I'll just drink for free today."
Bartender: “?”
Zhong Ziang patted his chest, his face heavy with sorrow: "You don't understand, I'm heartbroken."
The bartender understood: "How about you leave your address? We offer a service to take you home when you're drunk. The price is not expensive, only two hundred, and it's charged per person."
Zhong Ziang thought for a moment and said, "Then let's reserve two people first."
Bartender: "Okay! I'll charge you four hundred! If you don't deliver, I'll refund you."
Zhong Ziang entered the private room and Yi Ci arrived soon.
At the beginning, when the two were still sober, they didn't talk much, let alone greetings. They just picked up the bottle of wine and started drinking.
After getting dizzy and about 50% drunk, Zhong Ziang suddenly spoke up -
"How were you rejected? Tell me about it!"
Yi Ci burped. He wasn't in good shape either, with the same dark circles under his eyes as Zhong Ziang. "W-why didn't you say that?"
Zhong Ziang: "That's what I'm saying. It's a huge rose field. I even went there in advance to check it out and arranged a camera crew to record the sweet moments. After it's over, I can post it on WeChat Moments to make the official announcement... It's so romantic just thinking about it... I'm sure a lot of people will like my post and leave messages, congratulating me on finding my partner..."
Yi Ci: "And then?"
"Then..." Zhong Ziang was stunned. He didn't know what he remembered, and suddenly burst into tears.
Yi Ci: “?”
When he had cried enough, he sniffled and wiped the snot off his hands with a tissue: "It's your turn!"
Yi Ci pursed his lips: "...I asked her to go to the gym to play basketball."
Zhong Ziang: "Isn't this what she and I always do? Oh, you plagiarized!"
"Bullshit—I played basketball with her too, okay?! It's not just for you! Shame on you!"
Zhong Ziang pouted: "...Okay, then you continue."
"When she was attacking and I was defending, I told her that if I defended, she would have to agree to be my girlfriend."
"What's the result?"
Yi Ci: "...She broke through."
"Damn! You're such a loser," Zhong Ziang pounded his chest and stamped his feet. "What a great opportunity! Aren't you a really good basketball player?"
Yi Ci shook his head, his eyes dazed: "When she tried her best to break through, I had already lost."
"Hmm... sounds like it's a little worse than mine."
Yi Ci refused to admit it: "It's obvious that you are the one who is more miserable."
Zhong Ziang: "You are miserable!"
Yi Ci: "You are the one who is miserable!"
"You're even worse off!"
"You're the worst!"
…
Two hours later, the man was already drunk and confused, but he was still muttering the word "miserable".
Two lovelorn teenagers sat back to back in the middle of a pile of empty wine bottles, crying and laughing at the same time. Combined with the weird lighting in the private room, it was like a horror movie.
When the staff pushed the door open, this was the scene they saw.
"How miserable does one have to be to drink like this?"
"It is said that he was heartbroken."
"Alas, who is so cruel as to chop two beautiful boys in half? What a waste of talent!"
"What now?"
The bartender spoke at the right moment: "Here's the address."
As the sunset faded and night fell, the bar staff successfully sent the two drunk teenagers home.
Since only the address of Yutian Huafu was left, Yi Ci was also sent there.
The staff called out twice, but no one was home. In the end, they could only throw Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci onto the sofa and leave.
…
Zhong Ziang was woken up by the heat. His back felt like it was against a stove, making his mouth dry and his tongue parched.
After finally opening his eyes with great difficulty, he exclaimed, "Hiss—"
His head felt heavy and swollen, and he couldn't help but gasp.
Just as I was about to sit up, I found something wrapped around my body and I couldn't move.
I looked down and said, "Fuck——"
Someone was pulling at him with both hands and legs at the same time, like a suction cup, and the constant heat on his back came from someone's chest.
Zhong Ziang cursed and swore, and Yi Ci was woken up by him.
The next second, he jumped up as if a switch had been pressed, retracted his limbs, jumped off the sofa, stepped back three meters, and protected his chest with his hands: "Zhong Ziang, what did you do to me?!"
Zhong Ziang: “?”
"I was about to ask you what the hell you did to me?! Why did you take off my clothes? And my pants…"
"You, you, you put it on first! Damn it—" Yi Ci said angrily, "Why am I naked too?!"
The two of them said in unison: "Did you do this?!"
After this roar, the atmosphere was strangely quiet for two seconds.
Zhong Ziang: "I seem to remember...we're going to drink?"
Yi Ci frowned: "And then he got drunk."
"I left my address and paid the money, so the bar staff took us home."
Yi Ci: "I'm lying on the sofa."
Zhong Ziang: "I was also lying on the sofa, and I got up and drank a glass of water..."
Yi Ci: "Drink your shit! You spilled it all on me!"
Zhong Ziang: "Why are you so fierce? Didn't I apologize and even do it myself—"
The conversation ended abruptly here.
Apparently Yi Ci also remembered: "Fuck! It turned out to be you who stripped my clothes! And my pants!"
Zhong Ziang was furious: "Didn't you also reciprocate by taking mine?!"
Now, both sides took action.
Their eyes met, and the awkwardness was so great that the air seemed to stop flowing.
"Then..." In the end, it was Zhong Ziang who broke the silence, "We both stripped each other..."
Yi Ci: "Forget it this time."
"There will definitely not be a next time!" They said in unison, with a slight snort!
After the accountability was completed, the two began to hurriedly put on their clothes...
"Where's my belt? Where did you throw it?!"
"Why did my button fall off? Did you pull it?"
"fart--"
"Get lost—"
There was chaos everywhere.
…
The two of them slept for more than ten hours, from that evening until noon the next day.
By the time I took a shower and cleaned up, it was already afternoon.
The hangover was unpleasant, and both of them had swollen heads. Sitting on the sofa, they looked like two wilted cabbages.
The ground is yellow!
"Hey, don't you think our situation is getting even worse?"
Yi Ci: "Compared to others, you are still the worse off."
Zhong Ziang: "Why?"
Same wine, same drunkenness, same stripping, same sleeping situation, why is he more miserable?
Yi Ci: "Because you also paid for the wine, the room, and the return fee. You are heartbroken and broke. Who could be more miserable than you?"
Zhong Ziang, who initiated the drinking proposal: "?" He sat up in shock from his dying illness, and it turned out that the clown was himself?
…
Time flies. The wound of heartbreak is gradually healing, and the day of college entrance examination results is approaching.
On that day, Jiang Fuyue got up, washed, and went out for a run as usual.
After working up a sweat during exercise, the first thing I did when I got home was to go upstairs and take a shower.
But Jiang Da and Han Yunru were sitting in the living room. Actually, neither of them went to the store?
"Dad? Mom?" The sun rises from the west?
Jiang Da coughed lightly: "The results will be out today."
Jiang Fuyue suddenly realized, "What time is it?"
Jiang Da's mouth twitched: Should I praise her for being generous?
Han Yunru: "According to the official website, the inquiry channel will open at 9:00 AM."
It's already half past nine.
Jiang Fuyue said "oh", took out his phone, and after a few operations -
"I found it."
Two updates combined into one, 5,000 words.
The results will be out tomorrow, guess how much Yuejie scored~
(End of this chapter)
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