Wang Jue: "What?"
Ji Qingqian: "Don't save money."
Ma Jiaojiao: "Tell me more about it."
Facing the aggressive gazes of her three roommates.
Chu Chu planned to make up some excuse, such as "When I was welcoming the master, a handsome guy hit on me and asked for my WeChat ID" to get rid of it.
But as she looked at her three roommates, Chu Chu felt a sudden urge to confide in them.
"...My ex-boyfriend."
The other three together:
"……ah."
They all knew that Chu Chu had an ex-boyfriend, whom she broke up with decisively because of geographical differences after graduation.
Don't let Chu's usual loud and boisterous manner fool you; she can't keep secrets and wants the whole world to know everything.
But it was precisely this ex-boyfriend.
They had almost never heard her mention it.
The others didn't ask much either.
The girls in the dormitory loved to tease Chu Chu—they'd tease her relentlessly until she died.
But if you insist on bringing up things that people don't want to talk about, that's not being funny, it's rubbing salt into their wounds.
They wouldn't do something so immoral.
Before Chu Chu could speak, Ji Qingqian asked as if to add information: "The one from Zhengsen University?"
Chu Chu wanted to ask how you knew.
But when she thought about it, only one name was on her mind.
"Lu-Yi-Bei!!"
Although he had been warned to keep it a secret, it was absurd to expect him to keep it from Ji Qingqian.
Chu Chu thought it was highly unlikely...
So he didn't take it too seriously, and after gritting his teeth, he nodded and hummed in agreement.
"Zheng Sen?"
Ma Jiaojiao remembered Chu Chu mentioning that her ex-boyfriend had excellent grades: "Zheng Sen, seven years of medical school?"
"Yes." Chu Chu nodded.
Ma Jiaojiao: "Whoa!"
But these are all irrelevant background settings; the main thing is the plot. She then asked, "What happened to him?"
Chu Chu took a deep breath, as if making a firm decision about something, before continuing her story:
"You've come to my house."
Ma Jiaojiao: "...Huh?"
Wang Jue: "...Huh?"
Ji Qingqian blinked and asked, "Why did I come to your house?"
Chu Chu seemed to have recovered. She touched her chin, and her previously heavy tone became somewhat relaxed, with a hint of... what Ma Jiaojiao perceived as a deliberately affected smugness:
"Hmm, you probably want to get back together with me, right?"
Ma Jiaojiao: "Should?"
I didn't see him.
Chu Chu shrugged her petite shoulders: "I told my dad to tell him I wasn't home, and he went back."
Wang Jue asked cautiously, "You won't even meet him?"
"What's the point of seeing each other? What's over is over."
Chu Chu said casually, then narrowed her eyes and chuckled, "A bad woman like me never goes back to an old flame~"
Ma Jiaojiao frowned:
"Why haven't I heard you mention this before?"
"I didn't say it before because I felt it wasn't necessary, but I'm telling you now because I feel like if I don't emphasize it, you'll all overlook my charm... I'm single not because I'm not good enough for someone, but because I haven't found someone worthy of me~~"
Chu Chu puffed out her unremarkable chest, looking down at people with arrogance.
I don't know if it's just Ma Jiaojiao's imagination.
She sensed a strange feeling when her roommate said those words; she couldn't quite put her finger on whether it was disappointment or confusion.
She thought for a moment and asked:
"Come to think of it, I don't recall ever hearing you talk about your ex-boyfriend. How did you two get together?"
Chu Chu clicked his tongue in boredom:
"How else could we have gotten together? I'm so pretty, of course he was the one who pursued me, and then I gave him a chance to show off."
…
Chu Chu was late for school right at the start of the first semester of her second year of high school.
She is a day student.
Upon arriving at the school, she was first severely reprimanded by the discipline inspection team standing at the gate. After registering her name and class, the security guard opened the gate a crack to let her squeeze in.
The school was both noisy and quiet after I arrived late.
The loud noise comes from the clear voices of students reading aloud during the morning class, while the quietness comes from the complete absence of any other noise besides the reading.
Chu Chu climbed the stairs and walked through the corridor.
Having studied at the experimental school for a year, she knew exactly which floor the second-year students were on.
As she was about to reach her class, she encountered a fellow student who was also late in the hallway.
The boy stood straight, wearing a white long T-shirt, with a canvas backpack loosely slung over his back.
He had regular features, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his expression was neither cold nor blank.
When Chu Chu saw the boy, the boy was also looking at Chu Chu.
He seemed to have his eye on Chu Chu's loose-fitting white and green school uniform, and was about to speak.
Chu Chu quickly greeted the young man, who was also a fellow sufferer in this world:
"This is the second-year area; the first-year students are in the building behind."
They just started first grade and haven't received their school uniforms yet.
Therefore, you can judge someone's grade level by their clothing and appearance.
The boy nodded: "Thank you, classmate."
Chu Chu chuckled, snapped his fingers, and pointed at the boy:
"You should call her 'senior sister,' not 'junior brother.'"
The boy paused, taken aback.
Chu Chu was about to say a few more words, but then she remembered that she was already late. If she was any slower, she might get scolded by the teacher. So she stopped talking to the boy.
After jogging a few steps forward and passing the boy, she instinctively turned back to look behind her.
The boy didn't leave; he was still watching her figure, his gaze clear and unbiased.
Chu Chu felt a little flushed for no reason.
This was her first encounter with the boy.
At that time, Chu Chu was very reserved, and only had the idea of being a lady in her mind.
—Holy crap, that's so cool!
—Could I ask for their WeChat ID?
—This year's freshmen are of such high quality, looks like we're in for a treat!
…
After the dormitory lights are turned off.
Lying in bed, Chu Chu inexplicably recalled the past.
She turned her head to look at the other sides.
My roommates' phones were all lit up; no one was asleep. Look at them, clicking away on their screens.
Chu Chu could guess that they were probably chatting with their respective men.
Feeling rather bored, she put her hands behind her head and thought of what the chubby senior had said to Lu.
Two sentences overlapped in her mind.
—"I'll give you a live stream room number."
"If you're bored, you can watch the live stream."
Chu Chu thought for a moment.
Finally, the live stream room is open.
Since it's free, I might as well take a look.
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