Chapter 125 Zhou Yanchuan, Stop Being So Humble
Wen Jiu packed up her books, put them in her bag, and went to the restroom before leaving the library.
As she stepped inside, she heard two girls standing in front of the sink talking in hushed tones.
Did you just see that?
"What?"
"That Wen Jiu."
"I saw it. She's really something. Even though the rumors are all over the school, she's acting like nothing happened."
"No wonder she looks innocent; she's actually quite shameless. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to get close to He Shixu right after breaking up with him."
"I heard that women in their wealthy circle take turns sleeping with each other. Do you think she wouldn't?"
Before the girl could finish speaking, she glanced up unintentionally and saw Wen Jiu standing at the door in the mirror.
She tugged at her companion.
The three met eyes, and an awkward expression spread across the two of them.
The two girls linked arms, heads down, about to run away from Wen Jiu.
But before they could run out, Wen Jiu called out to them, "Wait a minute."
The two stopped somewhat awkwardly.
Wen Jiu remained calm, gesturing towards the sink with her eyes: "You didn't take your books."
A girl looked up and saw it, then hurriedly turned back to get it.
As she passed Wen Jiu, she seemed to hesitate about whether to say thank you, and after a moment of hesitation, she ran off again.
Wen Jiu stepped inside, as if nothing had just happened.
The basketball court is right next to the library. In the evening, the green netting is bathed in a warm golden light. Wen Jiu walks towards the sunset, and students pass by in twos and threes.
In May, the chinaberry tree on the playground was covered in blossoms. When the wind blew, the shadows of the flowers swayed, creating a magnificent and splendid scene.
Wen Jiu was the one who saw Zhou Yanchuan at this moment.
He still has that look that makes him stand out in a crowd.
Standing under the tree, head tilted to the side, she seemed to be talking to her roommate.
Wen Jiu gripped the bag strap tightly to her chest, and her heart, which had been calm for a long time, suddenly ached for no reason.
She turned around and took another route, going to the west cafeteria alone. After queuing up and buying a small bowl of wontons, she casually found a corner seat to sit down.
I don't know what's wrong with me today, but I saw Zhou Yanchuan again.
She glanced at it, then lowered her head and continued eating.
Whether he didn't see her or not, he walked straight towards her.
However, it stopped when it was still two tables away from her.
Wen Jiu unconsciously relaxed the hand that was gripping the spoon.
But my heart started hurting again for no reason.
Zhou Yanchuan's roommate didn't notice her at first, but his expression changed the moment he saw her.
It was as if I had seen something terrifying.
Wen Jiu didn't understand why they reacted that way at the time, but later she accidentally learned that Zhou Yanchuan seemed indifferent at the time.
In the month immediately following the breakup, he didn't say a word to any of these people. The oppressive silence emanating from him made them afraid to even breathe too heavily in the dormitory.
It wasn't until news of their breakup broke that I began to understand why he acted this way.
The rumors circulating outside are that he dumped her, saying he was tired of her.
But those around him knew that Zhou Yanchuan's reaction didn't seem like he was tired of playing around.
However, they dared not imagine that he was the one who got dumped.
So when they saw Wen Jiu, they all looked terrified, since they really couldn't figure out what was going on between the two of them.
Moreover, seeing her calm reaction, one felt that it wasn't like the rumors. One couldn't help but sigh: she looked gentle and kind, but she didn't react at all when she saw Brother Chuan. She just lowered her head and slowly ate her wontons, one small bite at a time.
Well, she really has a strong personality.
Wen Jiu had no idea what these people were thinking. She simply finished the last wonton and stood up from her chair.
Zhou Yanchuan seemed to lift his eyelids to glance at her, then lazily lowered his head again.
She carried the bowl and walked expressionlessly toward the area where the cutlery was placed, her eyes not even glancing away from him as she passed.
Just when Wen Jiu thought the meeting would end peacefully, she suddenly heard the sound of a chair scraping against the floor behind her.
She paused for a moment as a familiar scent wafted to her nose, and at the same time, a cold, suppressed voice reached her ears: "Let's talk."
Wen Jiu's fingertips trembled slightly, and her nose suddenly felt sore.
"There's nothing to talk about."
As she spoke, she walked forward, placed the bowl on the table, and turned to leave. The moment she turned, Zhou Yanchuan blocked her path with his body.
When Wen Jiu looked up, wanting to emphasize that "we've already broken up," the wooden gaze that had been fixed on his face paused slightly.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that his eyes were bloodshot, he had dark circles under his eyes, and even some bluish stubble on his chin.
It was an unprecedented level of decadence.
Her eyes welled up with tears, and she looked away.
Zhou Yanchuan looked at the girl in front of him, ignoring the classmates around him who were turning their attention to him, and grabbed her wrist.
Her voice was so low it was almost pleading: "You're really going to ignore me now, aren't you?"
Wen Jiu froze, her eyes and nose turning red.
She never expected him to come back.
He was so proud.
She'd already said all that.
Wen Jiu swallowed the bitterness in her throat: "Mmm."
"After that, who will pick out fish bones for you? Who will supervise you to eat your vegetables? And when it's cold, you don't like to check the temperature before you go out. You always forget to put tissues in your pocket. When you go to a new place, you get disoriented. You don't wear your clothes properly either. Who will do all these things?"
"None of this has anything to do with you."
"Okay, these things have nothing to do with me."
"What about Chinese New Year? Aren't we spending it together either?"
Wen Jiu's fingertips dug deeply into her palms, and she didn't know how she managed to utter the "Mmm" from her throat.
Zhou Yanchuan closed his eyes resignedly, then spoke again in a very soft tone, as if it were a final farewell.
"Xiao Jiu, when I'm gone, I'm really gone."
Wen Jiu felt a sharp pain in her heart, which made her eyes feel tight.
The surroundings, which were noisy just a few minutes ago, are now unbearably silent.
Everyone seemed to be waiting for her answer.
Wen Jiu took a deep breath: "Zhou Yanchuan."
The moment Zhou Yanchuan heard those three words, he knew the outcome. His clenched fist slowly loosened, his Adam's apple bobbed but he couldn't utter a single word. In the end, he just lowered his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.
She said, "Stop being so humble."
The air felt so heavy that every second seemed to stretch out thin and long, so oppressive that you had to count your breaths.
Zhou Yanchuan stood there, his dark eyes fixed on her for a long time—
"good."
Wen Jiu stared at the departing figure, her body so weak she could barely support herself.
*
"What did you wish for?"
"secret."
"May Buddha have mercy on him, and may his future life be filled with unparalleled glory and happiness, and may he be free from worries for all eternity."
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