Chapter 29: Application for Withdrawal: When he was trying to steal my girlfriend, did he think about the consequences?
At the school supermarket, Gu Jiaqian, carrying a full shopping basket, wandered through the snack aisles. "Hey, Oreo has a new flavor. Luo Shu, you've been complaining about being hungry at night lately, haven't you? Want to buy some to try?"
When I turned around, where was the person?
Returning to the next room, as expected, Luo Shu was seen with her head lowered, engrossed in playing with her cell phone.
"Luo Shu!"
Afterwards, Luo Shu in front of the shelf responded randomly twice without even raising her head.
Gu Jiaqian walked up to her and looked her over with a complaining look. She said she came to buy some daily necessities, but she didn't choose or buy anything. She just kept grinning at the screen. All these signs made her smell a hint of secret.
"You've been acting weird lately!"
Hearing this, Luo Shu awkwardly closed her chat with Fang Qingzhuo, guiltily met her best friend's scrutiny, and said with an apologetic smile, "What's wrong with me?"
"Everything about you feels off." Gu Jiaqian remained unmoved, as righteous as a judge beneath a mirror, listing his crimes one by one. "Besides being constantly on your phone during class and meals, you're also always late returning to the dorm. Even when Xia Yimo returns, you're nowhere to be seen. And most importantly, last time the three of us had a dinner date, you said you wouldn't go."
Realizing she had neglected her friends, Luo Shu pursed her lips and apologized, "I was sorry for the last dinner. How about I treat you and Sisi to a special meal?"
Gu Jiaqian didn't appreciate it and snorted, "Not sincere enough."
Luo Shu: "You choose the place."
Hearing this, Gu Jiaqian couldn't hold back and rushed to recommend: "It's that hot pot restaurant in the university town. I've been craving it for a long time."
He took Luo Shu's arm and said, "Then we'll go after class tomorrow."
The next second, she realized that her behavior was a bit embarrassing, and she immediately changed her words to save face, "I'm not doing this for the sake of the hot pot, but for your positive attitude in admitting your mistakes."
"Yes, yes, yes." Luo Shu agreed with a smile, "Then Empress Gu, shall we return to the palace?"
Not long after they left the supermarket, their cell phone rang at an inopportune moment. Luo Shu took it out to check, her expression gradually becoming serious: "Jia Qian, I have something else to do, so I won't go back to the dormitory with you."
"Isn't this another student union matter?" Gu Jiaqian asked subconsciously.
"Yeah." She was indeed going to go, but to withdraw from the club.
After the falling out during the team building, she submitted an application to withdraw from the group. In addition, she had no interest in leaving the group on her own. Unfortunately, the withdrawal procedures were being blocked by the higher-ups. Cheng Xinyu was eager for her to leave, but after much thought, she had only one choice.
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Computer Department classroom in Chongxue Building.
"Duan Ran, someone's looking for you outside."
Duan Ran, who was checking the message on his phone, responded to the man without much surprise on his face, as if he had guessed who was coming. He turned off the phone screen, straightened his coat, and strolled out of the classroom.
It was not yet time for class and people were coming and going in the corridor. Luo Shu stood with her back to the students, her long hair tied into a full bun, revealing a small piece of white skin on the back of her neck.
I called her name and Luo Shu turned around to find the voice.
Duan Ran then smiled his usual smile and asked knowingly, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Without waiting for her to answer, he took the lead and said, "I have a class later. If you don't mind, after my class is over, we can find a quiet place..."
"No need." Luo Shu interrupted, taking out two applications, one printed and one handwritten. "I came here to give you the withdrawal application. It won't take too long."
Duan Ran raised an eyebrow and glanced at him without answering: "Have you forgotten? I'm no longer the president of the student union."
How could Luo Shu forget it? It was just that the current chairman was playing the buck, either rejecting the application on the grounds that it was less than a thousand words or requiring a handwritten version, among other tricky issues. In the end, he even said that he had no authority to agree and that the previous chairman's approval was needed. It was truly absurd.
"Yes, you still interfere even after leaving office." Luo Shu said sarcastically, "Since you are busy, I won't bother you any more. I will send you an online document via email later. Goodbye."
Duan Ran was stunned and quickly used his body to block Luo Shu who was about to leave: "I did something wrong, but if I didn't do this, why would you come to me?"
Luo Shu raised her chin: "What exactly do you want to do?"
"Quitting the student union at this critical moment would do you no good." Duan Ran didn't explain, but instead whispered in her ear, "As long as you listen to me and stay for another year, I guarantee you'll be the next student union president."
Who did he take her for?
"No reward without merit." Luo Shu took a half step back, keeping some distance. "Besides, I told you clearly that there is no possibility between us."
His remaining patience was completely worn out, and Duan Ran approached without further explanation: "Luo Shu, there must be a limit to playing hard to get."
Ever since her carefully prepared confession was ruined by Fang Qingzhuo, the troublemaker, Luo Shu's intention to avoid him has become more and more obvious. Before, she would reply a few words for the sake of face, but now she just pretends to be dead and even quits the student union.
"Me? Playing hard to get." This was the first time someone had accused her of this crime, and Luo Shu's dissatisfaction had reached its peak. Her tone was filled with anger, "It's better to be a misunderstanding. When have I ever expressed that kind of thought to you?"
"Misunderstanding." Duan Ran laughed angrily, not bothering to pretend. "You joined the student union just for me. When you came for the interview, you were so fascinated by my photo on the wall. Ultimately, you were the one who provoked me first. Without me, do you really think you could have passed the interview?"
"Let me clarify one last time. I'm not looking at you, nor am I joining the student union for you, and I don't have any thoughts about you." Feeling the frequent attention from all sides, Luo Shu didn't have the energy to argue with him. After explaining the truth, she raised her leg to get away from the trouble, but someone suddenly grabbed her wrist.
With so many eyes watching, Duan Ran dragged the man back despite the humiliation, gnashing his teeth and saying to himself, "You've rejected me repeatedly in public, don't you feel so superior? Just a reminder, I've never failed to get what I wanted."
As if he couldn't see Luo Shu's ugly face, he pulled her and introduced her to the audience, "Please be my witnesses, classmates. I've been pursuing her for a long time and she finally agreed to be my girlfriend."
This floor of the teaching building was full of familiar classmates. When he spoke, everyone responded immediately, saying things like congratulations on finally getting what he had endured and that a treat was a must for good things, and all sorts of polite words.
Luo Shu could no longer tolerate such a reversal of right and wrong. If she didn't refute it, he would really confirm her identity as her girlfriend. She struggled hard but couldn't get rid of him, so she couldn't help but yell, "I have a boyfriend."
The cheers turned into whispers.
"I know." Duan Ran forced a smile, "As for me."
As the last words fell, a black figure rushed out from the crowd, raised his leg and kicked the complacent and defenseless Duan Ran on the outside of the thigh.
The incident happened suddenly. Duan Ran staggered a few steps, lost his balance, and fell to the ground with a thud. His face was grim and he cursed in pain. He then opened his eyelids to see who was the blind man who dared to be violent to him.
After recognizing the person at a glance, hatred quickly appeared on his brows.
The boys who were planning to help the person stopped walking spontaneously when they saw that it was Fang Qingzhuo.
Fang Qingzhuo put his hands in his pockets, looking down from above, his shadow covering Duan Ran who was crawling at his feet like an ant. His dark eyes looked down at him without moving for a moment, and the indifference in his eyes suddenly became sharp, like a typhoon that made an emergency landing, frightening people wherever he went.
"If you're given a step, you should get off. If you're given a coffin, you should lie down."
Glancing at the shoe prints on his pants and thinking about his current predicament, Duan Ran was filled with rage. Furiously, he pointed at the perpetrator and cursed, "Fang Qingzhuo, are you fucking sick? How dare you kick me? Believe it or not, I'll sue you for provoking trouble."
When they heard that there was a fight in the Computer Science Department, students from the entire floor rushed over and immediately surrounded the area in three layers.
Fang Qingzhuo didn't care at all. He turned his head to look at Luo Shu, who was out of the situation, and said in a very domineering tone: "You are the one who is sick. Didn't you hear that she has a boyfriend?"
Duan Ran poked his cheek with the tip of his tongue. "Then what does this have to do with you? You're just looking for trouble because you're bored, right?"
As expected, he would not give up until he reached the Yellow River. Fang Qingzhuo slowly squatted down, put one hand on the shoulder of Duan Ran who was about to get up, and pushed him back down. His lips, which were originally slightly pursed, slowly pulled up into a scornful and somewhat arrogant smile.
"Why is it none of my business?" He paused for two or three seconds. "I am her boyfriend."
Once the statement of sovereignty was made, its power was no less than dropping a bomb on the scene. There were bursts of explosions in the crowd, followed by whispers.
"One second she was Duan Ran's girlfriend, and the next second she became Fang Qingzhuo's girlfriend?"
"I still don't understand. It's obvious that Duan Ran was desperate and tried all sorts of methods to force his way to the throne after his pursuit failed. But he ended up dancing in front of the real master and humiliated himself."
"I never thought Fang Qingzhuo would actually be in a relationship, and the object of his affection is the goddess that Duan Ran pursued desperately."
"A cheesy love triangle! Tonight's forum is going to be full of excitement."
Rumors reached Duan Ran's ears, beating his fragile eardrums again and again. He stood up with difficulty and limped to stand in front of Luo Shu. It was obvious that Fang Qingzhuo's kick had left him no room for maneuver.
"I don't believe it. How could you and him be together? That guy Fang Qingzhuo must be talking nonsense, right?"
The dramatic twist made Luo Shu's brain a little confused, as if it was rusted and unable to function normally. They were in the same class, and the probability of running into Fang Qingzhuo was relatively high, so she tried to make a quick decision as possible. Even if she accidentally ran into him, she would just continue to pretend not to know him.
Unexpectedly, plans cannot keep up with changes.
Duan Ran's earnest words of advice still lingered in the air: "Luo Shu, don't be deceived by him. Fang Qingzhuo is not a good person at all. He is full of evil intentions. He is just a good person..."
Before he could finish his words, Fang Qingzhuo, who would not tolerate others slandering him, grabbed Luo Shu's hand before he could blurt out the word "beast". If the situation allowed, he really wanted to find a plunger to block the guy's mouth that was spewing shit.
"Believe it or not, is it fun to maliciously slander me? If I find out you're harassing my girlfriend again, I won't just kick you out."
Duan Ran's heart sank in an instant. He wanted to curse back at him, asking him who he was, but no sound came out. It was not for anything else, but because he saw Luo Shu shake his hand back without hesitation. The action of interlocking their fingers was like a whip dipped in pepper water, hitting him hard in the face. It was burning. In a flash, dusty memories came to his mind. That year, the student union was recruiting new members. Under the column displaying the student union members, the girl had a graceful figure, holding the rolled-up application form in her hand, her eyes focused for a long time on the member introduction at the top. The afterglow of late summer was shining brightly, covering her entire profile, the golden glow dazzling but not glaring. The scene was like the goddess of beauty Aphrodite descending from the sky.
The only person with the work photo on the wall next to him was Fang Qingzhuo.
The ridiculous stalemate was not stopped until the bell rang and the old professor appeared with the textbook.
In class, the old professor put down his thermos and said, "Before class, let's take the roll."
Sorted alphabetically by the first letters of their names, someone helped Duan Ran answer, and the old professor turned a blind eye. Then it was Fang Qingzhuo's turn, and his name was shouted out.
When no one answered, the old professor raised his voice: "Is Fang Qingzhuo here?"
During this period, the discussion below intensified. Even though the person involved was not present, some students who were eager to create chaos in the world would jokingly say, "Professor, Fang Qingzhuo went to accompany his girlfriend."
The old professor obviously didn't believe it. In the four years of professional courses, this favorite student had never been absent. He pushed his glasses and searched from the front desk to the end of the desk, but there was no sign of Fang Qingzhuo. Then he asked doubtfully, "Does that boy have a girlfriend?"
"Yes, it's very beautiful."
The old professor clicked his tongue twice.
"Professor, I have photos. Would you like to see them?"
This was to pique his curiosity and delay the class. Sensing the trick, the old professor tactically cleared his throat and said, "Stop making a fuss. I won't be calling the roll this time. I'll randomly ask you questions about the knowledge points from the previous class. If you can't answer them, copy them down ten times."
As expected, there was wailing in the classroom.
The stairwell at the other end.
"Fang Qingzhuo, don't you have classes later?"
"Escaped."
"Skipping class is not good."
"Then wait for others to miss you?"
Luo Shu followed him up one flight of stairs and refused to climb any further, saying, "The roof is just up there."
Fang Qingzhuo indeed stopped, turned sideways, glanced at her stubborn look, and then stood there motionless.
"You are standing too high. Your neck feels a little sore when I look at you like this." Luo Shu kept her neck tilted back for a long time.
Fang Qingzhuo silently walked down a few steps and stood on the stairs three steps away from her, looking at her at eye level.
Seeing this, Luo Shu's tail was raised high, and she pressed the issue further: "But this way we're too far away."
"Who told you to have short legs?" His expression remained unchanged as he stepped onto the second floor.
Finally, he was willing to talk to her. Luo Shu tentatively hooked his little finger: "Fang Qingzhuo, I'm cold, can..."
"No." Fang Qingzhuo refused without even listening to the whole story. He turned away awkwardly under her intense gaze. After a moment of silence, worried that his words were too heartless, he offered a comforting excuse, "Not at school anyway."
"What can't be done in school?" Luo Shu frowned. "The door to the rooftop is open, and the wind is blowing towards my back. Can I discuss with you if I can go down first?"
Fang Qingzhuo's mouth twitched slightly twice, it turned out that he was just being too sentimental.
Luo Shu's hands were naturally cold, and compared to Fang Qingzhuo's body temperature, they were much warmer than her own. She carefully touched him, absorbing his warmth. Somehow, once someone has something to rely on, they start to worry about trivial matters. Thinking back to when Fang Qingzhuo had just publicly announced their relationship in front of everyone, was it done reluctantly or was it forced by circumstances? She didn't dare to speculate, and after a long moment of deliberation, she couldn't help but reveal everything.
"Have you ever thought about the consequences of what happened just now?"
"Consequences." Fang Qingzhuo scolded softly, clasping the icy little hand in his hand tightly. "Did he ever think about the consequences when he tried to steal my girl?"
Feeling the warmth on his hand, he said, "That's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about announcing in public that we're together."
Hearing her tone, Fang Qingzhuo was unsure of her attitude for a moment: "You, don't want to make it public? But didn't you feel bad before about how to hold hands and date without making it public?"
Luo Shu lowered her eyes and shook her head: "I was so happy when you made it public, but after coming down, I thought about it seriously. Two people can't be selfish when they are in a relationship."
Fang Qingzhuo just waited quietly for her to finish her story.
"If the prerequisite for making up for my regret is to burden you, then I don't want to."
His thumb rubbed the delicate skin gently. "This is my problem, not yours."
"I admit that I was narrow-minded before. Since we've chosen to be together, we should let go of all the external things. Well, to put it in your own words, if I base my selfish desires on your compromise, then am I still a man?"
"So, it's not a burden, it's something I do willingly."
Luo Shu's certainty, which she had never dared to believe, finally came to an end at this moment.
She raised her head and blinked at Fang Qingzhuo: "Really?"
"From the bottom of my heart."
"I want to get up early tomorrow," she said.
"What are you doing up so early?" He put his hand in his pocket very naturally, along with hers, and took her downstairs.
"Watch the sunrise."
The suggestion "Then I'll go with you" died in Fang Qingzhuo's womb before he even opened his mouth.
I only heard the person next to me add seriously, "I want to see if the sun rises from the west tomorrow morning."
That night, many people popped up in the Shenzhen University of Technology forum like mushrooms after a rain. Some were surprised, some were shocked, and among the few blessings, offensive remarks suddenly emerged. However, within a minute of being posted, it seemed as if some mechanism was automatically triggered and they were deleted.
The pinned post is still the one that introduced Fang Qingzhuo, a long-lasting hot post, only because there was a sour reply under the comments that resonated with many male compatriots.
—This guy succeeded in doing it, making me envious, jealous and hateful!!!
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