Chapter 58
"Has handsome Wei been rejected again?"
"The information is guaranteed to be true; I saw it with my own eyes."
"How many times has this happened?"
"This is the fifth time, isn't it?"
"Hey, there are already so few handsome men and beautiful women, why are you still so entangled? Can't you do something for the public? Anyone can see that Pu Xia isn't interested in him."
"Who is Sister Xia interested in?"
"Her studio."
"Pfft, it really is... But I think there's another possibility," the speaker pulled her chair towards the middle of the dormitory, and the other two girls also gathered around. Although the other person involved in the dormitory wasn't there, they still huddled together and lowered their voices. "Sister Xia really likes girls."
The group of people gasped in unison.
After a moment of silence, one of the girls nodded and said, "It's not impossible."
"No way..."
Do you remember the lead singer of that band you met at the bar last time?
Just as she was about to say something more, the dormitory door clicked, and a tall girl walked in.
Her long, silver-gray hair cascaded over her shoulders, and black sunglasses covered most of her small face, leaving only her bright red lips visible. A black, tight-fitting halter dress accentuated her slender figure, and a pair of colored high heels made her legs appear long and straight. She wore a short black leather jacket, and the chain of a motorcycle bag was hooked between her fingers.
She was beautiful and arrogant, exuding an aura that made people afraid to approach her.
"Oh, Sister Xia, you're back! Didn't you say you were going to a trade show?"
Pu Xia took off her glasses, revealing her delicate features. Her cat-like eyes, with upturned corners, looked over and said, "I was too wet, so I came back first."
After speaking, she walked straight to her seat, took out a large bag from the cabinet next to the table, and started picking things out and putting them in. Although she was expressionless, you could feel the low pressure emanating from her.
The others in the dorm understood; it seemed she was going home.
Unlike most locals who frequently return home, Pu Xia always feels like he's entering a dangerous place, filled with reluctance.
Pu Xia didn't have much stuff here, and she quickly finished packing. She raised her wrist, glanced at the time, and casually asked, "What are you guys talking about?"
"You... um..." Before one of the girls could finish speaking, another person covered her mouth.
"We're talking about your recent AIDA Interior Design Award."
"Yes! ... Sister Xia, how did you meet Vivian? She's the only Asian model to make it into the top ten of New Super Models this year. I heard she's incredibly aloof. How come you got to design her new house and even submitted it for an award? Are you two very close?"
Pu Xia thought of that tall woman who was always quick to anger, who didn't seem to fit the image of aloofness at all, but she had no intention of revealing her true nature, so she shook her head and said, "I don't know her. Guan Yan is familiar with her; she's the one who brought this together."
Pu Xia had barely finished speaking when a phone call came in. She glanced at the screen, her tone slightly impatient, "Didn't we say five o'clock?..."
Despite complaining, she still picked up her bag and walked out, completely unaware of the gossipy expressions on the faces of the other three girls in the dormitory.
...When Pu Xia arrived at the west gate of the school, she immediately saw Xiao Chengming and his newly bought gray sports car.
He was as dashing and debonair as ever, leaning against the car door smoking. A large bouquet of white roses sat on the hood, and his elegant jawline made one wonder just how captivating his eyes were.
Xiao Chengming attracted many people to stop and look, and even those who were in a hurry couldn't help but turn around and look again and again.
But in Pu Xia's eyes, this scene could only be described with two words: showy.
The girl stood at the school gate, looking disgusted and refusing to move forward. But Xiao Chengming wouldn't let her have her way. He held the roses in one hand and waved in her direction with the other, "Xiaxia, over here."
There's no escaping it.
Pu Xia decisively and quickly put on his sunglasses, walked to the car as fast as he could, opened the door, and then quickly shoved himself into the passenger seat.
Xiao Chengming stood there, looking at the fallen roses, and smiled very good-naturedly. He got into the car, placed the roses on Pu Xia's lap, and said, "Congratulations, our great designer."
Pu Xia ignored him and kept looking down at her phone.
Xiao Chengming wasn't annoyed. As he started the car, he joked, "Since I haven't bothered you for a month, how about giving me a smile as a reward?"
Upon hearing this, Pu Xia actually gave a proper look.
"Didn't you say things in Hong Kong were complicated? I thought I wouldn't have to see you for at least three months, but it's only been a month and you're back."
"That hurts me deeply."
"Then stay away from me."
"It's a pity, I happen to have masochistic tendencies."
"..."
Ever since Xiao Chengming confessed his feelings to Pu Xia on the day she went to university, he has become increasingly unserious in front of her.
Pu Xia used to say a few words, but now she simply gives up.
Whatever he does, it doesn't matter to me anyway.
The school is in the north, and to get home, you have to take the ring expressway southeast, which takes about an hour. The evening light in Puxia has dispelled the restless heat of the day and seems somewhat gentle. Puxia leans to the other side, rests her head on the car window, and looks at the scenery flowing outside the ring.
Sleepiness gradually crept in, the music in my ears was turned down, and my consciousness drifted further and further away.
It's that dream again.
A thick fog, seemingly never to dissipate, blurred the vision, and a blurry figure blended into it.
Her heart was pounding; she wanted to walk up to it, but she didn't dare to take a step.
Over the years, she has had the same dream day after day, with all the scenes exactly the same. The only difference is that the figure she can never see clearly is fading more and more.
She knew that one day this figure would completely disappear... As if to confirm her thoughts, the figure moved a little further away.
"No……"
Pu Xia wanted to stop him.
"Xiaxia, Xiaxia?"
Xiao Chengming gently patted Pu Xia's shoulder. The girl's closed eyelids twitched and slowly opened. Because she had just come out of a dream, her eyes were blank.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
Pu Xia slowly shook his head, "No... it's just that I dreamt I failed my exam."
"Haha, you don't need to worry about that," Xiao Chengming chuckled and ruffled her hair, saying softly, "We've arrived."
Pu Xia looked out the window and saw that the newly decorated detached villa was much more lively than usual. Through the gaps in the hedges, she could hear music and laughter coming from inside.
"Let's go, my princess."
Xiao Chengming had already walked over, opened the passenger door, and reached out his hand to Pu Xia inside.
Pu Xia raised her eyes and said calmly, "Do you have any more ridiculous nicknames for me?"
"It depends on how much you want to hear." Pu Xia clearly didn't want to hear it, so she placed her hand in his palm and quickly got out of the car.
...
Yang Ning's birthday celebration was a lively affair, with over a hundred people in attendance. Looking around, many of them were familiar faces from financial news, and others, judging from their aura and Yang Ning's attitude, were clearly people in high positions.
Pu Xia could almost see countless threads connecting these people, forming an impenetrable net.
She felt a tightness in her chest, looked away, and said to Xiao Chengming, "I'm going to check on Xiaolu."
Before he could reply, Pu Xia had already turned and left.
She desperately needed a cigarette.
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