Chapter 22 Wen Ling, I do indeed like you...
Having gained favor with Wen Ling, Shang Chen became increasingly demanding, asking her why it took her so long to come see him.
Wen Ling blinked: "I know you're angry, but... I don't know how to coax you. When I got back to the dorm, I stared at your chat window for a long time. They say that if you make someone angry, it's better to take action. Just saying it on the phone is useless."
"I don't dare to message you," Wen Ling muttered. "I'm afraid of seeing the notification that you've blocked me."
She must be heartbroken.
Shang Chen was somewhat helpless: "So you just foolishly searched for me all over the school?"
Wen Ling nodded, then realized he wasn't quite right and shook her head: "I'm not stupid. I found you, and..."
She smiled and said, "I've made you feel better."
Shang Chen: "..."
I looked away, not daring to look again.
I'm really afraid I'll do something outrageous.
…
Yan Qingli lost.
Following Shang Chen's instructions, he joined the badminton club and guarded against Liu Chang's approach every day, as if he were a thief.
As for Wen Ling, she doesn't seem to care about anything else as long as someone plays badminton with her.
This was very frustrating for Liu Chang, who thought he had a chance to win her over. Every time, he had to force his way into their duo. He wasn't stupid; he could see Yan Qingli's hostility towards him, but he didn't understand where this hostility came from.
It was just another ordinary training day.
Wen Ling was tired from playing, so she sat down to rest and drink water to replenish her fluids. Yan Qingli was playing with a ball. Liu Chang quietly walked over, stood beside her, watched for a while, and then stated his purpose: "Have we met before?"
Yan Qingli: "I don't know you. Who are you?"
Liu Chang: "..."
He was an introverted person and rarely encountered someone who answered so bluntly. Liu Chang forced a smile and said, "I just feel that you seem to have some misunderstanding about me."
Yan Qingli said with a forced smile, "But I don't think we've even exchanged more than a few words, friend. Is this some new kind of flirting?"
Liu Chang blushed after being told that.
After saying sorry, he left in a hurry.
Perhaps because she hadn't calmed down yet, when Yan Qingli turned around to look again, he was nowhere to be seen on the training field.
She curled her lips unintentionally: "How can a grown man be so thin-skinned? He's too easily teased."
When the practice session ended and Wen Ling and her companion were about to leave...
Liu Chang suddenly appeared out of nowhere and invited her to dinner that evening.
After Wen Ling had appeased Shang Chen and promised not to go out to eat alone with anyone again, she subconsciously glanced at Yan Qingli, her face showing difficulty: "Senior... I..."
It was as if they knew what she was going to say.
Liu Chang smiled and said, "Didn't you see the group announcement? The minister went back to school. He's free today and plans to treat everyone to dinner and team building activities in the evening. He also wants to talk about the minister's handover."
Normally, as a member of the club, one cannot be absent from this.
Wen Ling was the most rule-abiding, but she was afraid that Shang Chen would be angry: "I...can I think about it?"
"What's wrong?" Liu Chang persisted. "Did something happen tonight that caused a conflict?"
Wen Ling was too embarrassed to say the direct reason.
Nodding in agreement, Liu Chang continued, "It's okay. Everyone's schedules might not be able to be all the same. Those who arrive early can play earlier, and those who arrive late can play less. In short, it's best not to miss out."
Seeing that she was still hesitant, Liu Chang used his last trump card: "This should be the most complete gathering of our class, Wen Ling. You don't want the minister to have any regrets, right?"
Yan Qingli, standing nearby, could hardly bear to watch.
What does it have to do with Wen Ling whether the minister has any regrets? In her opinion, Shang Chen is just worrying for nothing. With Liu Chang's emotional intelligence, it's a miracle he could even win Wen Ling's heart. He can't even figure out how to ask someone out properly. It's so frustrating to watch.
Yan Qingli said bluntly, "Sister Wen Ling, in short, what he said can be summarized in four words: he likes you, if you have feelings for him, then go for it; if you don't have feelings for him, then don't go for it. Nothing else matters."
"..."
Liu Chang, blushing furiously, ran away once again.
Wen Ling stood there, stunned, for a long time before she could react.
Yan Qingli crossed her arms, watching their reactions with amusement, and smiled: "It's so much fun teasing you people."
…
An announcement was indeed posted in the group.
Wen Ling didn't plan to go, but Yan Qingli felt that even if Liu Chang was there, he wouldn't pose any threat to Shang Chen. Whether she met him or not wouldn't make a difference. Most importantly, she was in a bad mood and wanted to go and join in the fun.
Wen Ling still hesitated: "But I... promised Shang Chen..."
When it comes to her own happiness, Yan Qingli disregards all family ties: "Sister Wenling, don't listen to him like that. What right does he have to control you? He's not anyone to you. Even your parents don't dare to restrict your social life. He's just a friend, what right does he have?"
Wen Ling scratched her head, agreeing with her point, but then added, "What if Shang Chen gets angry..."
She still didn't want to upset Shang Chen.
Yan Qingli: "Then don't let him know."
Wen Ling is easily swayed, and when Yan Qingli shows weakness, she loses her composure and whispers, "Then let's go secretly and not let him know."
Yan Qingli nodded firmly.
In the evening, the club held a team-building activity.
The restaurant was in the city center, and the minister booked two private rooms and posted the details in the group chat.
When Wen Ling and her companion arrived at their destination, they were about to push open the door to one of the rooms.
Just then, someone pulled the door open from the inside. Wen Ling looked up and saw Liu Chang. She felt awkward for a moment and hesitated whether to greet him. Liu Chang blushed and looked at Yan Qingli as if she had seen a terrifying creature. She didn't dare to look at her and hurriedly walked past them to another private room.
There were some familiar members of the club in the private room, calling his name from behind. Liu Chang didn't turn around. When Wen Ling sat down, she could still hear them whispering in confusion: "What's wrong with Brother Chang? Why did you change seats halfway through the meal?"
"I don't know, maybe something urgent came up."
Knowing the truth, Wen Ling quietly packed her own food and remained invisible throughout.
After dinner, some people went to a karaoke bar to sing, while others ended their team-building activity and returned to school.
Wen Ling knew that Yan Qingli was in a bad mood, so she didn't want to spoil the mood. After entering the private room, she ignored the noisy environment around her and sat next to her, occasionally taking out her phone to reply to Shang Chen's messages.
Shang Chen: [Shall we go to the playground? Let's practice some tongue twisters.]
Wen Ling: [Embarrassed.jpg]
Wen Ling: [But I finally don't have any classes today, so I don't really feel like doing anything...]
She appeared calm, but inside she was panicking.
I didn't do anything wrong, so I don't know why I feel so guilty.
Shang Chen: [Have you practiced by yourself?]
Wen Ling: [Hmm...]
Shang Chen said expressionlessly, "[Get down, I'm going out.]"
"..."
Wen Ling quickly showed her phone to Yan Qingli: "How... should I reply? It seems like he's about to find out!"
Yan Qingli was immersed in the excitement of her upcoming singing performance. She frowned, glanced at the message, and casually said, "Just tell him you don't want to practice today and that he shouldn't come. Be firm in your stance."
Wen Ling wondered if this was a bit strange, as she didn't usually talk like that. But it was Yan Qingli's turn to sing, and she eagerly grabbed the microphone and went on stage, leaving Wen Ling to figure it out herself.
Wen Ling: 【…Don't come yet.】
Shang Chen: [?]
Wen Ling had never realized that a question mark could create such a strong sense of pressure.
Wen Ling racked her brains, and two minutes passed before Shang Chen sent her a second message.
Shang Chen: [Wen Ling, are you hiding something from me? Aren't I your best friend anymore?]
"..."
Wen Ling pursed her lips: "I'm on my period, I'm feeling a bit unwell, can I skip practice today...?"
Shang Chen, who was already standing downstairs at the dormitory building, paused, subconsciously turning back towards the dormitory. But after only half a second, he turned back again: "Okay, then you should get some rest."
Wen Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Just then, the music stopped, and to liven up the atmosphere, the minister gathered everyone around the table and suggested playing a game, which is now the most common Truth or Dare game.
No one objected.
The empty beer bottles spun quickly in the middle of the table, and one truth-or-dare statement after another, along with one thrilling dare after another, completely ignited the atmosphere in the private room.
Even Wen Ling's face felt a little hot from the excitement. She gradually immersed herself in the game, but she was lucky enough not to have been switched to another character yet.
Yan Qingli has been transferred several times.
She spoke the truth the first few times, but when asked who she liked, she refused to say and punished herself by drinking three glasses of beer. Wen Ling was a little worried that she might be trying to drown her sorrows in alcohol.
However, the next time she was turned, she chose the dare and drew the adventure card that said "kiss the profile of any opposite-sex person present".
Wen Ling thought she would punish herself with three cups again, and had already stood up and mustered up the courage to ask the minister if she could take the punishment for her, when she saw Yan Qingli walk steadily toward Liu Chang, and under his astonished gaze, she kissed his cheek heavily, making a 'pop' sound.
Wen Ling: "..."
Liu Chang stood there dumbfounded, his eyes wide open.
Yan Qingli patted his shoulder with a very clear look in her eyes: "Don't make that face, okay? This is also the first time I've kissed a man's cheek. I didn't even say anything. Why are you staring blankly? It's all for the game. You have to be able to take the risks."
These words made the atmosphere at the scene even more agitated.
Wen Ling drank sip after sip of juice, but she couldn't calm down. Yan Qingli was really taking this too seriously, not even hesitating for a second.
My phone, which was on the table, received a message.
Shang Chen sent a very strange message: 【Did you get the item?】
Wen Ling frowned slightly, typing out two words. Before she could send them, she suddenly heard a lot of jeers and cheers. She looked up and realized that the minister had been asked to choose truth or dare.
No wonder everyone is so excited.
As soon as she uttered the word "what," the host's voice rang out: "Choose any person of the opposite sex present to sing a love song, and then drink a toast together!"
Wen Ling smiled and joined in the commotion in a low voice.
She saw the minister walk towards her, hand her another glass of wine, and ask with a smile, "Junior, would you do me the honor?"
Wen Ling's smile froze on her face.
Yan Qingli knew what was important. Liu Chang was soft-hearted and easy to fool, but the minister was difficult to deal with. However, she did not expect that in such a large number of people and such a chaotic environment, the minister could still notice Wen Ling at a glance.
She stepped in front of Wen Ling and smiled, "Minister, I'll drink three cups for my sister; she's shy."
The music stopped, and the noise level inexplicably dropped.
The minister's voice carried a hint of coldness, and his smile was somewhat forced: "Junior, this is no fun. The point of going out is to relax, why spoil the mood like this?"
"It's just singing a song," he said meaningfully. "Isn't it much simpler than kissing someone of the opposite sex?"
Yan Qingli didn't show the embarrassment he had imagined. Instead, she laughed sarcastically: "Of course, even if it's a kiss on the cheek, I'll choose the person carefully."
"Hmm..." She paused deliberately, giving him a quick look up and down. "I definitely couldn't bring myself to kiss a man like the minister."
"You—" The minister's neck turned red with anger, but before he could make a move, Liu Chang suddenly appeared from somewhere, blocking Yan Qingli's way and pushing the minister's hand away. With a stern face, he said, "Brother, we're out having fun, don't get angry over trivial matters."
Clearly, the minister had a good relationship with him. Even though Yan Qingli had elevated Liu Chang's status by stepping on him, he had no problem with Liu Chang. Upon hearing this, he stood aside, angrily saying nothing more.
Liu Chang also made the decision that they would only sing love songs and would not have to drink the nuptial wine. Both parties were barely satisfied with this result, and the 'accident' full of tension was thus silently resolved.
Wen Ling, the person involved, was completely unrelated to the accident.
Because after she sent the word "something", Shang Chen keenly sensed something and asked her to send her location.
Wen Ling didn't know how to reply, so she simply pretended to be dead and turned off her phone.
She didn't even know when Liu Chang had changed to sing the love song with her, let alone that the video of the duet had been filmed by someone in the private room and posted online, causing a stir on the school's confession wall.
…
The party ended close to 10 p.m.
Yan Qingli claimed she wasn't drunk, but her steps were unsteady. Wen Ling's mind was blank for the rest of the time, and she didn't notice how much Yan Qingli had drunk.
I helped her out, but she stumbled along the way and almost fell.
I finally reached the doorway, only to be met with a shadow.
Liu Chang's expression was complicated, and he hesitated before saying, "I... I'll go with you to see her off."
"No...no need." Wen Ling instinctively refused.
She looked at him and felt somewhat awkward.
Yan Qingli's eyes were still open. When she saw him, she frowned slightly and said, "I don't need you to take me. But do you know Wen He? Could you ask him to pick me up?"
"Who is Wen He?"
Wen Ling thought for a moment: "It must be her friend."
Liu Chang said "Oh," and then asked, "What's his phone number? I'll call him. Will he come to pick me up?"
Wen Ling's phone kept ringing, from Shang Chen and Wen He. She guessed that the two of them were coming over.
She was still a little confused as to how these two knew.
"They should come," Wen Ling said.
“Okay…” Liu Chang didn’t know what to say, but he remained standing still, as if he still had something to say. After waiting for a while, he said, “Then I’ll wait with you. I’ll watch you get in the car and leave.”
If Yan Qingli hadn't pointed it out...
Wen Ling really couldn't tell that Liu Chang had those kinds of feelings for her.
Because he was originally a very good person.
The three people waited quietly by the roadside for five minutes.
Liu Chang scratched his head, then suddenly turned around to face Wen Ling and said very formally, "Wen Ling, I still have some things I want to say to you."
Wen Ling was startled by his posture: "Huh? Wh...what? Is it...very important? Is it okay if I don't tell you?"
Let's not talk about it.
She is really afraid of awkward situations.
Liu Chang, however, had made up his mind, his expression serious and earnest: "Back in school, Yan Qingli was right, I...uh...uh..."
Yan Qingli frowned and impatiently reached out to pinch his mouth shut: "It's so noisy, can you be quiet?"
"..."
Wen Ling really wanted to laugh, but she held it back tightly.
Liu Chang felt that Yan Qingli was his nemesis. Having finally escaped from her clutches, he covered his aching mouth, deliberately stood a little further away, and continued to say what he hadn't finished saying, raising his voice: "Wen Ling, I do like you, and I hope you can give me a chance to pursue you!"
Two dark figures suddenly appeared behind him.
Wen Ling's eyes widened, and before she could understand what was going on, she saw Shang Chen and Wen He put their arms around Liu Chang's shoulders in perfect unison for the first time.
One of them said with a forced smile, "Brother, who did you just say you were going to pursue? Wen Ling? Did you ask me, your younger brother, before you started pursuing her?"
The other was a stern, expressionless threat: "Say it again if you dare?"
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Author's Note: Holiday is over, updates are back!
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