Chapter 37 How about a kiss in the library?
Sixth floor balcony room.
"Luo Shu, you really don't want to go down? People have been waiting for an hour." Hou Sisi leaned on the table and peeked down.
Gu Jiaqian also glanced over and chimed in, "Yeah, right? Rumors are circulating about you two breaking up, and all the girls in school are watching eagerly. Just in the last minute, a rough estimate shows no fewer than ten beautiful women have been flirting with your boyfriend."
Luo Shu, who was originally cleaning the inner room, was so anxious when she heard the last sentence that she put down her broom and asked, "Did he answer it?"
"Did you answer it or not?" Gu Jiaqian looked at Hou Sisi seeking.
Hou Sisi received the signal and evaded the question, "Isn't it? I can't see clearly."
Afterwards, Luo Shu joined the scout team without hesitation.
Gu Jiaqian: "Didn't someone say he would never associate with us?"
Luo Shu: "I'm just passing by and came to wash the mop."
Hou Sisi exposed it: "But you are clearly holding a broom."
Gu Jiaqian: "Stop chatting. Look down there! There's a woman walking straight up to your boyfriend."
Luo Shu stood on tiptoe and peeked down with all her might. A woman with disheveled hair walked up to Fang Qingzhuo, said something to him, and then left in shame after a few words, leaving Fang Qingzhuo alone.
He took out his cell phone, and after a moment, the phone in Luo Shu's pocket rang three times in a row. Gu Jiaqian and Hou Sisi started to make a fuss, clamoring for her to share what sweet words she had sent.
Unable to bear the pressure from both sides, Luo Shu opened the chat window. It showed the locations of two high-end restaurants, asking her opinion on which one to eat at in the evening, or they could book both.
You are still showing off. She typed, you deserve to be in trouble.
The message was sent successfully. She looked down curiously to see his reaction. He stared at the screen and seemed to smile. This smile immediately made the hearts of the girls who were secretly observing him skip a beat.
This person is so arrogant and attracts so many people. He shouldn't go out for a walk and should be locked up at home. While Luo Shu was complaining, the people downstairs seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up.
All three of them quickly withdrew their heads and squatted in the corner in tacit agreement.
Gu Jiaqian patted her chest, still in shock: "Didn't you see us?"
Hou Sisi blinked: "I feel like I see it."
Gu Jiaqian: "Impossible, we hid so quickly."
While they were still debating whether they had discovered it or not, Luo Shu had already returned to the dormitory and was sitting on a chair to change her shoes.
Gu Jiaqian joked, "Sisi, look, someone can't sit still!"
After changing her shoes, Luo Shu slung her shoulder bag over her shoulder, opened the drawer, and looked for her student ID and headphones: "Who said I was going downstairs to find him? I'm going to the library."
He confessed without being asked. Gu Jiaqian and Hou Sisi smiled at each other, knowing the truth but not saying anything.
When Luo Shu appeared at the building's gate, Fang Qingzhuo immediately went to greet her with a playful smile: "I've only been waiting for an hour, and you can't bear it anymore?"
Luo Shu walked down the stairs: "Don't be so sentimental. Who are you?"
She looked away, then walked past him calmly with her head held high.
He had expected to be scolded and beaten, but Fang Qingzhuo had not expected that she would play the trick of pretending not to know him. His eyes followed the figure that was gradually walking away. With her hair swinging in her hands, he closed one eye and pointed at the hobbit-sized Luo Shu with his thumb and index finger.
He has a slightly curved mouth, is not tall, but has a bad temper.
When Fang Qingzhuo caught up and cornered him in the library, Luo Shu still refused to pay attention to him, saying word by word, "Excuse me, please."
Fang Qingzhuo persisted: "I won't."
The suppressed anger in her heart reignited, and Luo Shu's chest heaved: "Who are you?"
Fang Qingzhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Your boyfriend."
"My boyfriend doesn't flirt with other women."
"How did I get involved in any extramarital affair?"
"Just now, I ran up to you."
Fang Qingzhuo didn't respond on the spot.
See, I feel guilty.
Luo Shu folded her arms, puffed out her cheeks, and turned her face to one side. Seeing this, Fang Qingzhuo immediately bent down and brought his face to her. Unexpectedly stared at by such an authoritative and flattering face, Luo Shu instantly forgot what she was doing. Feeling incompetent, she turned her face to the other side in anger. He followed her relentlessly, and she immediately turned the other way, and the cycle repeated.
Luo Shu was really annoyed by the way he kept dodging, so she just squatted on the ground and refused to let him see her.
A male classmate from Fang Qingzhuo's class happened to pass by. From his perspective, he only saw Fang Qingzhuo with his head lowered and staring at the ground, but he didn't see Luo Shu who was blocked by Fang Qingzhuo. So he walked up to him, greeted him, and asked him what he was doing there?
Hearing someone shout, Fang Qingzhuo leaned slightly to the side and responded, then pointed his gaze at the stubborn head below, which was motionless: "He's trying to comfort his girlfriend."
With these words to coax his girlfriend, the fire in Luo Shu's heart suddenly went out, and her ears felt a little hot for some reason.
After the man left, Fang Qingzhuo squatted down and said, "My legs must be numb from squatting. I really know I was wrong. I apologize to you."
Luo Shu still didn't want to look at him: "Then tell me what's wrong?"
"My mistake was that I shouldn't have said the word 'send' last night. Running any number of times is natural. My mistake was that the dorm manager came over to question me just now, and I didn't report it right away. My mistake was that I wasn't breathing properly, and I was afraid of polluting the atmosphere."
In fact, halfway through her words, Luo Shu's accumulated resentment had mostly dissipated. She snorted, "Sweet talk."
"Well, I only speak sweet words to you." He took the shoulder bag attentively, helped her up and held her hand, "Then I will accompany you to the library to study."
Luo Shu let him hold her hand: "Do you have a student card? Then go."
This really puzzled Fang Qingzhuo. He had no idea when he lost his student card, let alone how to apply for a new one.
Entering the study room, Fang Qingzhuo casually borrowed a book to practice English listening with her. He watched her ritualistically pull out her earphone case, listening materials, notebook, and assorted markers from her shoulder bag. He briefly thought she had a penchant for collecting quirky items. Glancing at the pens in her pencil case, they were eclectic and colorful, living up to the old saying that poor students have more stationery. Just as Fang Qingzhuo was worrying about how she would pass the CET-6, a sudden burst of music echoed through the library air.
Little people, thriving, love to be poor and happy every day, free and easy soul, pretend to be frivolous, ha ha ha, we are poor and happy ~
Instantly, it attracted half of the people in the study room, creating a complete social deadlock scene. Luo Shu frantically turned off the music, but who knew that the broken Bluetooth connection was disconnected halfway.
Fang Qingzhuo was the closest and was startled by the upbeat music. He quickly apologized to the people around him who were looking at him strangely because of the interruption. Then he leaned over to her ear and teased her, trying not to laugh, "You have quite a unique taste. Listen to this to practice your English listening skills."
As expected, he was hit hard and quite deservedly.
Fang Qingzhuo suddenly fell in love with the library. At least he could take advantage of it openly. After a pause, he leaned against her neck again, smelling her pleasant scent and asked softly, "How did you know I don't have a student card?"
Luo Shu was halfway through flipping through the textbook when the unexpected heat sprayed on her skin, causing a barely perceptible shiver. How could she not know that his student card was lying in her dormitory drawer?
"Have you forgotten? Last time I ate at Haidilao, I used my student card to get a discount."
Mentioning Haidilao brought back a memory for Fang Qingzhuo. It was the day when Xiangezhuang picked her up. She lifted his chin in the car in a very proud manner, and was almost saying the word "supporter". She waved her hand and asked him what he wanted to eat, coconut chicken or seafood noodles, and she would treat him for a month.
Fang Qingzhuo knew she had earned some pocket money, so he told her not to worry about him and to just eat what she liked. After careful consideration, they decided to have dinner at Haidilao that night. At the end of the meal, while she was acting as the atmosphere, they went next door to sing Happy Birthday. It was unreasonable for her to pay for the meal. Fang Qingzhuo called the waiter over to secretly pay the bill, but just as he scanned the QR code, she swiftly jumped back and insisted on using the student discount for a 31% discount. In the end, she paid.
Learning is endless, but Luo Shu is tired, especially when there is a living person beside her who keeps trying to attract her attention with his beauty, even though he is not doing anything, just holding the Classic of Mountains and Seas, staring at it, leaning quietly on the backrest.
She glanced at him curiously and poked him: "What's so good about crows?"
Fang Qingzhuo pointed at the picture with the small word "鵸鵌" on it and asked, "What are you talking about?"
She nodded.
Fang Qingzhuo didn't correct her and said casually, "I think crows are pretty."
Thinking he was contradicting her, Luo Shu insinuated, "So all crows are black."
Fang Qingzhuo immediately understood her cryptic meaning, and a smile widened on his lips. He turned to the next page of strange-looking human-faced beasts and asked, "Why are you so prejudiced against crows?"
"Not really. Crows are beneficial birds. There's a petition about a crow's love affair, where someone begs for lifelong support. There's also a story in Qing Dynasty history about a crow saving its master, but its cry is a bit unpleasant."
Hearing this, Fang Qingzhuo was very surprised. He pinched her little face and praised her for being so awesome. This action immediately attracted a lot of attention. In public, Luo Shu was annoyed by his teasing, so she slapped her claws away, packed up her paper and pen, and shouted that she was going to eat.
However, they didn't make it to the restaurant they had booked because Luo Shu thought it was too flashy and not filling, and a barbecue at a roadside stall was more economical and affordable.
It was crowded at dinner time and thick smoke filled the entire snack street. They chatted and played all the way to a deserted barbecue stall at the end of the street. They didn't even have time to put the ingredients on the shelves, and the folding tables, chairs and benches were still made by Fang Qingzhuo.
The stall owner was a 70-year-old man, in good spirits and with quick movements, but with obvious hand tremors. Noticing their focus, the boss hurriedly prepared the sauce and explained to Luo Shu and the others that his hand tremors were not a congenital disease but a sequelae of his early military service.
The two of them were in awe. Luo Shu wanted to go forward to help but was stopped by Fang Qingzhuo. He saw the boss looking around in front of the limp grilled eggplant, and while leading Luo Shu to a seat, he handed the scissors on the table to her, and reminded her to eat slowly because they were not hungry yet.
Luo Shu understood his intention and believed that treating them as normal people was the greatest help.
The lights were dim and the moon hung lazily in the night sky. In front of the main Russian-style building on campus, Luo Shu walked on the bricks of the moonlit sidewalk, chatting casually with Fang Qingzhuo behind her.
Fang Qingzhuo hesitated several times before finally saying, "Luo Shu, I have something to say to you."
"What?" She turned around and saw Fang Qingzhuo standing motionless behind her, his figure blocking all the light in her vision.
"I..." Fang Qingzhuo struggled to organize his words in his head, swallowing them back when they reached his lips. After a moment of silence, he made up his mind. "I'll be honest. I have a lot of problems. I'm not at all like the excellent student and moral character that outsiders think I am. The education philosophy instilled in me since childhood tells me that I must never make mistakes. Those who achieve great things are not gentle and polite. If they are, it's just a smokescreen, a carefully designed outer packaging. If you want to gain a foothold in this world, kindness and good intentions can't solve the fundamental problems. Good people always have to make sacrifices first. If you are a good child, you will be endlessly asked to give up your toys. If one day you don't want to give them up, you may even be accused of being ignorant."
"Call me selfish or call me unkind, my standards are just that low. I won't offend anyone unless they offend me, and I won't cross the line of committing a crime even if I'm beaten to death. But after what happened last night, I really don't want to argue with you or do anything that hurts your feelings. What I can promise is that I will never be jealous again. I'll talk to you properly. If you have any ideas, tell me and we can solve them together."
Luo Shu opened her mouth, and he tried to answer again, as if to gain some insight. "I know what you want to say. You want to persuade me to follow the spirit of Lei Feng, or to give someone a rose and the fragrance lingers. These are the ideas I learned in textbooks since childhood. Do you think they are wrong? Of course not, but everything has two sides. So, does this real me lose points in your eyes?"
Luo Shu seemed to be frozen in time and did not respond for a long time. Fang Qingzhuo's palms were sweaty for a long time.
"Don't you have anything to say?"
"I thought you had something else to say." Luo Shu's eyes moved very slowly and her speech was also slow.
Fang Qingzhuo lowered his eyes: "No more."
Seeing his sudden awkwardness, Luo Shu covered her lips and pouted: "Fang Qingzhuo, sometimes I feel like you are a child who has stolen adult clothes."
A child? It had been a long time since anyone had considered him a child.
"And I'm not trying to persuade you. Everyone has their own way of living. There's no such thing as an absolutely perfect person in the world. There's no such thing as a compatibility between two people. It's all about willingness, willingness to correct one's shortcomings for the other, and willingness to give the other person time to adjust their personalities. Besides, if everyone goes after perfect people, then should people with unpleasant personalities become extinct?"
Every word seemed to inject a sedative into Fang Qingzhuo's body. He pulled Luo Shu's hand to the side of his face, then took the initiative to put it into her palm, looking at her lovingly.
"Luo Shu, I have a question for you."
"You ask."
Fang Qingzhuo took advantage of the situation and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones, his chin resting on her shoulder. The wind still carried the familiar smell, and everything was unspeakably soft.
"Why do you like me? Or what do you like about me?"
The vulgar TV plot suddenly emerged in her mind, and Luo Shu frowned slightly: "Your next sentence is not going to say, I like you something, you need to change it."
This idea successfully made Fang Qingzhuo laugh out loud. He buried his face in her neck and shook his head.
He wants to continue his efforts and carry forward the work.
"This is a secret for now." A head was pressed against her shoulder, and the hair rubbed against her exposed skin, making Luo Shu feel a little itchy. "Do you have any other questions?"
"There's one more." He raised his head and put his arms tightly around her waist and back.
Luo Shu opened her eyes wide, looking as if she was listening attentively.
"Now the whole school is laughing at me for failing to get a kiss." Fang Qingzhuo childishly demanded, "You have to compensate me."
"How do you want to compensate me?" Luo Shu hesitated and looked at him with pursed lips.
When their eyes met, the ambiguous factors that collided flowed in the air and were all inhaled into the lungs and breathed deeply.
Fang Qingzhuo's eyes had already quietly changed, and his gaze slowly moved down and landed on her lips.
"How about a kiss?"
Although it was a negotiating tone, the person had already suppressed it as the last word fell.
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