Yan Qiang is well-known on the school beauty list, but she is rather arrogant. Usually, when they are having class with the professor, she would just nod and greet her. This is the first time she has ever come up to them so eagerly.
Mo Qing was cautious. You can't blame her for judging others by their own standards. After all, if someone suddenly changes their attitude, anyone would find it strange!
Before she could figure it out, a boy stopped her. He was quite good-looking, fair-skinned, and had a touch of innocence. Just one look at him made his face turn bright red, all the way down to his neck.
Mo Qing smiled innocently and sweetly, her voice so pleasant it was endearing. "Is there something you need?"
The boy's ears were bright red. Looking at the goddess of his dreams standing in front of him, he was so nervous that he couldn't speak for a moment. His eyes darted around, and he didn't dare to meet Mo Qing's gaze.
Mo Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and she raised a perfectly timed yet slightly aloof smile, saying slowly, "If you have nothing else, I'll be going now."
She wasn't stupid; on the contrary, she was exceptionally clever. Although she didn't recognize the boy standing in front of her, she understood everything just by looking at his behavior.
He was anxious and stammered, "I...I am Qian Yiqun, a sophomore in the Department of Ancient Literature."
Mo Qing's heart skipped a beat, but she nodded, feigning ignorance, meaning she understood.
I was just about to walk past him.
Unexpectedly, the boy named Qian Yiqun was pushed forward two steps by his friends, and he took a deep breath, as if he had made a major decision, looking at Mo Qing with a firm gaze.
"From the moment your photo was first posted on the Lindu University campus forum, I fell hopelessly in love with you. You made me work so hard to like Lindu, you became my guiding light, and you made me understand what I wanted and how to describe the outline of the person I like."
"I've gotten into the habit of secretly watching you and your friends laugh and talk in class when you're not looking. Even your every move makes me feel very moved."
"I like you, Mo Qing. In the past three years, I've been just a nobody to you, but I don't want to be a nobody anymore."
Mo Qing blinked. The person in front of her was a sophomore, not in the same year as them, so she couldn't possibly remember him.
He's really just a nobody, and he might remain just that in the future...
"I..." She doesn't like to lie, especially on this issue. If someone confesses their feelings to her, she will only tell the truth!
Before she could finish speaking, Qian Yiqun impatiently interrupted her, his eyes filled with hope as he looked at her, as if afraid that she would reject him as soon as she opened her mouth.
"I know that many people like you, and I am not the only one. I also know that there are many people who are more outstanding than me among those who like you. I don't have anything particularly outstanding about me."
"But I have a sincere heart. If you want me, I am willing to cherish you and pamper you for the rest of my life. You don't need to cook, I will do it. You don't need to do housework, I will take care of it. As long as you are willing to give me a chance, I am willing to do everything I can for you."
After he finished speaking, the students who had been listening couldn't help but cheer and whistled a few times.
"Together!"
"Together!"
"Together!"
Mo Qing felt a little dizzy from the cheers of the others. She frowned slightly, not quite used to it. Her delicate and beautiful face looked pitiful when she frowned, and one couldn't help but want to reach out and smooth her brows.
Qian Yiqun dared not reach out to touch her, because he knew that Mo Qing's frown must be because his actions had upset her.
But in reality, Mo Qing wasn't really happy or unhappy. To her, they were all just passersby in her life. She didn't know many people in the department well, except for the people in her dormitory.
She hadn't had much contact with them. Before, she only went between classes, writing, and her dormitory, and didn't care about anything else. Now, because of Hanhan, she hasn't spent much time at school since the start of the semester this year.
Naturally, I didn't have much contact with people in the department; at most, I would just exchange names and say hello occasionally.
Moreover, in the two years she'd been at school, it seemed no one had ever confessed their feelings to her; she'd even always assumed no one liked her…
(Shen Shaolin: You are far too modest!)
Mo Qing remained silent for a long time before suppressing the chaotic thoughts in her mind. With a serious and sincere expression, she said, "I'm sorry, I have someone I like."
Qian Yiqun blushed again as she was looked at so intently, but surprisingly, she didn't mess up and asked in return, "Is the person you like as much as I like you?"
"..."
This question really stumped Mo Qing: Did he like her?
She couldn't answer that question, and perhaps Ji Muhan couldn't answer it either.
The only answer Mo Qing could give was—
"He may not like me enough, but I'm happy with it."
Even if it's like this for the rest of her life, she won't regret it, and she won't give up.
One sentence made Qian Yiqun realize that he had completely lost his chance. Not only him, but even the boys who had always coveted Mo Qing felt a pang of sadness.
Because their aloof goddess from the Imperial University is clearly deeply in love with that man, and they probably have no chance!
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