Rumors are just rumors
The loud roar startled everyone in the swimming pool, and those who were still training in the water came out of the water one after another, curious about what had happened.
Xu Qiao emerged from the water, his wet hair scattered carelessly across his forehead, revealing his superior, inky-black features. Crystal clear water droplets shone as they rolled down his sharp jawline. "It's me, what's up?"
"Something's wrong? How dare you ask me if there's something wrong?" Cheng Yuan was furious when he recalled the photo he had just seen on the forum. In the photo, Song Yu was sitting on a high platform, but his eyes were always on Xu Qiao, as if he was afraid that others didn't know that they were together.
"Xu Qiao, I usually see you acting so righteous, but I never thought you'd actually stab someone in the back and be a mistress. You just broke up with me two days ago, and you're together today, and you're even kissing me here. Do you think I'm dead?!"
These words shocked the entire swimming pool into silence. No one present dared to breathe, fearing that they would miss the most exciting part if they took a breath.
"What? Xu Qiao is actually a mistress behind my back? Who is it?" Xia Qian quietly approached Zhu Ze and asked.
“…”
Zhu Ze turned around and looked him up and down with an idiot look in his eyes, "You don't look that old this year." How come you have Alzheimer's disease?
Xia Qian just opened his mouth to ask what he meant when he heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.
"Hey, which eye of yours saw that Xu Qiao and I were together?"
Standing in the stands, Song Yu suddenly realized that Cheng Yuan was simply suspecting her of being in a relationship with Xu Qiao, but in reality, she wasn't with him at all. So why was she running away? She was completely honest.
Song Yu walked down from the stands slowly and stood in front of Cheng Yuan, who was confused by the question. He repeated with a very confident expression, "I'm asking you which eye..."
"I'm a mistress."
"Hmm...wait a minute, that's not right." Song Yu suspected she had misheard. She turned to look at Xu Qiao, "What did you just say?"
Xu Qiao turned to look at her, his face calm, "I'm the mistress."
Song Yu's lips trembled unconsciously, "...You...are you mentally ill?"
Facing Song Yu's incredible expression, Xu Qiao remained calm and said, "Didn't you say that?"
"What are you two doing here? Are you trying to trick me?" Cheng Yuan's face was very ugly. "Song Yu, you said you two are not together, so let me ask you, why are you allowed to enter the training grounds of the swimming pool?"
Song Yu only then remembered that there was someone over there, "He brought me in, I was just curious and wanted to come and take a look."
Everyone's eyes were focused on Xia Qian'an, whose face was extremely pale. "Didn't they say that the post was all a rumor?"
Song Yu looked confused after hearing this, but nodded generously and admitted, "It's true, who told you it was a rumor?"
"What about me? Who am I?" Xia Qian'an's tall shoulders suddenly lost their strength, and he looked very pitiful standing among the crowd.
Cheng Yuan couldn't help but turn around and look at Song Yu angrily when he saw this, "Are you playing both sides?"
"I've been chasing you for three whole months..."
Song Yu frowned and opened the chat box with Xia Qian on her phone. "What do you mean by pursuing? Do you mean a WeChat message of good morning in the morning and good night in the evening?"
Xia Qi'an raised his head with red eyes, "Isn't this enough?"
Everyone was speechless, and Song Yu was choked by these words and was speechless. After a long while, she finally spoke to Cheng Yuan, the source of all this, and said, "If you keep making trouble, you will only lose face. It's my freedom to be with someone or not. It has nothing to do with you. Don't contact me again after deleting me on WeChat."
"As for you." Song Yu turned and walked to Xia Qian'an, "Honestly, please delete me."
After saying that, Song Yu was about to leave the swimming pool through the crowd of onlookers. As he passed by someone, he heard the person's low and deep voice ask, "What about me?"
How dare this guy ask this? Song Yu smiled at him and said, "Go to hell."
Everyone was stunned by her quick and decisive approach, and no one dared to speak for a moment. After a while, the coach, who was also obsessed with eating melons, suddenly came to his senses and yelled at them to focus on training, and then everyone dispersed.
No one has secrets in school, not to mention that this incident happened in such a large public place. Before Song Yu even left the swimming pool, the incident had already been posted online. Some people even added fuel to the fire and came up with several explosive versions to attract attention.
"I heard that Cheng Yuan caught you kissing Xu Qiao passionately at the swimming pool today. Cheng Yuan yelled at him, and Xu Qiao pointed his fingers to the sky, swearing in righteous indignation that he was willing to be your mistress."
"...No passionate kissing."
"Xia Qianan pursued you for three months, confessing his love in front of everyone, and you turned so ruthless and refused to give him any name. Not only did you even threaten to break up with you and never see you again. Xu Qiao clapped his hands angrily and cheered excitedly."
“…No clapping.”
"Then there's another one. Xia Qian'an was the first to be eliminated with a gloomy expression. Cheng Yuan and Xu Qiao, the old love, the new love, the original wife, and the mistress, are in a fierce battle. And you actually openly sided with the old love, angrily calling Xu Qiao a psychopath and even cursing him to be hit and killed when he goes out."
"There's even a post here saying you're a scumbag." Lan Lin sighed as he read the posts online. His fingers kept sliding on his phone, occasionally clicking on some explosive headlines to appreciate them carefully. "Hey... there's more here..."
A sharp, piercing sound of a chair being dragged suddenly rang out. Lan Lin looked up at Song Yu, who had suddenly stood up beside him. "Where are you going?"
Song Yu said calmly, "Buy bombs and see if I can't kill them."
“…”
After finally convincing Song Yu to stop, Lan Lin asked her curiously, "Then tell me the truth. How much of this is true?"
Song Yu fell visibly silent, "...90 percent, no, 85."
"What?" Lan Lin yelled.
"This is so outrageous, it's actually only 80% or 90% true? And I wasn't even there for this wonderful scene!"
"No, you have to compensate me." Lan Lin sat down in front of Song Yu.
Song Yu glanced at her casually and knew what she wanted to do. He rolled his eyes and said, "Ask."
Lan Lin chuckled, "Actually, I don't have anything else to ask, it's just—"
"——Are you and Xu Qiao in a relationship?"
Song Yu waved his hand fiercely, "Don't mention that psychopath to me."
"Then how else can we explain his initiative to become a mistress?" Lan Lin said curiously, "Except that you two are together, I can't think of any other reason."
"Didn't I tell you that he was taking revenge on me?" Song Yu said angrily, "Anyway, I'm not with him, so don't make blind guesses all day."
Seeing Song Yu so disgusted, Lan Lin stopped talking and silently voted for Xu Qiao in a hidden poll on the forum.
"Hey, where are you going now?" Lan Lin looked up and saw Song Yu packing his bag. "You don't have another date so soon, do you?"
Song Yu said as he packed up, "Forget it. Haven't I been busy enough these past few days? I'm going to the library, otherwise I'll really have to retake the course after failing it at the end of the semester."
Lan Lin thought for a moment, "You went to the library alone? Didn't you always find someone to accompany you before?"
"There's no one here. He went traveling to Italy alone without saying anything. I don't know when this heartless guy will be back."
It is not the final week, and there are many empty seats in the library. Song Yu chose a table by the window and sat down. He put on a pair of noise-canceling headphones and quickly got into the study state.
Time is always short after being immersed in the world of study. When she raised her head again, it was dark outside. Her body was a little stiff from sitting for a long time. She stood up and planned to get some water from the water dispenser, but found a note under her water cup.
Song Yu doesn't come to the library very often. This situation has happened before, but she usually ignores it. Most people give up when they see a man sitting next to her.
She looked at the note and fell into deep thought, thinking about moving it now, but the homework was almost done and she wanted to finish it in one go. Finally, Song Yu made a fake move and held the note in her hand, and threw the note into the trash can on the way to get water, without anyone noticing.
"Click" the pen was knocked over one after another. Every time, before Song Yu had time to look up, the pen was carefully placed on the table. Although she did not see the specific face, Song Yu knew that it was the same person who knocked her pen over every time.
After a slight collision, Song Yu's pen, which had just been placed there for a short time, fell to the ground again. "You're not done yet, are you?" She looked up with obvious surprise and was about to raise her head to question.
I saw her slender fingers tapping the table lightly, and she asked with a smile, "Where's the note I left for you?"
The sound was very clear and pleasant. Because we were in the library, the volume was very low, and the voice had a hint of smile. It sounded like a small brush gently sweeping across the heart.
When Song Yu heard the familiar voice, he looked up in surprise, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, "Why are you back?"
"Go to the lab later and bring a document to the professor for me. He needs it urgently and worked on it almost all night last night." Li Yu walked in front with his bag on his back and one hand in his pocket, pressing the elevator button. His eyes felt sore and he raised his hand tiredly to pinch his eyebrows. If he didn't have something to do, he would never come to such an unlucky place as the library at this time.
After not hearing a response from the person behind him for a long time, he turned around curiously and saw Xu Qiao staring fixedly at the direction of the study room on the side.
"What's wrong?" His face looked so ugly as if he was going to visit his own grave.
Following Xu Qiao's gaze, the girl was standing at the entrance of the library with her hands lazily in her shirt pockets. A crescent-shaped headset hung around her dazzlingly white neck. She was talking to a tall, handsome man with beautiful features, who lowered his head slightly to cooperate with her.
Li Yu understood instantly, "Isn't that Xie Yunchao? I heard he took a month's leave, how come he's back so soon?"
He reached out and patted Xu Qiao's shoulder sympathetically, "Now you can't even get the title of a mistress, right?"
Xu Qiao stared at the scene intently, veins popping out on his forehead. "Shut up."
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