Chapter 105 How many people fantasize about that one in ten thousand chance?
On the playground.
Wen Jiu looked at the person drinking with their head tilted back, her eyes unconsciously revealing heartache.
"Guess how we met?" Li Yue suddenly asked.
The question at this moment wasn't really about wanting an answer, but rather about wanting to confide and get a response. Wen Jiu followed up by asking, "How did you meet?"
“I work at a bar. A guy was causing trouble, so he came over,” the girl said, taking a sip of her drink. Her eyes were unfocused, and her voice was soft. “Actually, I know we can’t end up together, but I just wanted to try, just in case.”
What if?
Hearing those three words, Wen Jiu felt a tightness in her chest and couldn't say anything.
How many people dream of that one in ten thousand chance?
Li Yue said softly, "I know what kind of fun rich people like them have. When I was with him, I thought it through. It's okay. Poor men cheat too. What's wrong with him having a few more women? After all, he's more generous than those poor men."
"I thought I could accept it, but I still couldn't stand it when I saw the lipstick stain on his shirt."
"Do you think I'm being too greedy, wanting this and wanting that too?"
...
Li Yue spoke at length, from silently shedding tears at the beginning to finally sobbing on her shoulder.
"Xiao Jiu, do you think it's because these people are heartless that they treat you differently, which makes you all the more precious?"
"I really want to break up with him... but I can't bear to."
“Our Yueyue, how gentle it is when he says it.”
"But he has more than just Yueyue."
...
"You must never fall for someone you have no chance with, okay?"
This was the last thing Li Yue said to Wen Jiu before she got completely drunk.
Wen Jiu felt a deeper bitterness in her heart. She turned her head to look at the person sleeping on her shoulder and whispered, "Mmm."
*
When Wen Jiu received Zhou Yanchuan's call, she had just helped Li Yue into bed.
She took her phone and went to the balcony.
Zhou Yanchuan looked at her reddened eyes and knew she had been crying. He heard from Xie Tinghe that she went to the party with a roommate, so he guessed she was the girl who was connected to Jin Yiyan.
He looked at her: "Are you stupid?"
Wen Jiu pouted.
Zhou Yanchuan smiled, but his eyes were full of heartache.
I've seen her cry a lot lately.
That night, he coaxed the girl for a long time, saying that he was different from Jin Yiyan, and that once he made up his mind, he made up his mind.
But for some reason, tears started falling down her face.
He must have suffered some injustice that he doesn't know about, and he wants to buy a ticket to go there.
The girl seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and while crying, she threatened him not to come.
*
After this incident, Li Yue reconciled with Jin Yiyan. According to her, they would take it one day at a time and break up when they really couldn't take it anymore.
Upon hearing this, Wen Jiu didn't offer any opinion, but simply murmured "Mmm".
It's not that easy to let go.
For a fleeting moment, she felt that she and Zhou Yanchuan were no different from Li Yue and Jin Yiyan.
However, compared to Li Yue, she was more selfish, while Zhou Yanchuan was more innocent.
*
The final week of university is arguably the most tiring week of the semester. Wen Jiu spends every day in the library, and Xia Shi occasionally comes to visit her.
The two of them would study from morning until noon, have lunch in the cafeteria, and then return to the library.
However, instead of studying immediately after returning home, he preferred to watch TV shows with his headphones on.
Sometimes, while watching, Xia Shi would fall asleep on the table, and Wen Jiu would gently take off her headphones and quietly wait for her to wake up.
After finally making it to the end of the exams, Wen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief after finishing the last subject, Constitutional Law.
She didn't immediately buy a ticket back to Qingyang.
With more than ten days until Zhou Yanchuan's holiday, she found a part-time job in northern Beijing, planning to go back to Beijing after his holiday.
Li Yue looked at the person sitting at the desk tidying up, leaning against the wall: "You really won't come live with me?"
"I'm not going, and you wanted to go out and have fun, didn't you?"
"It's fine whether I go or not," Li Yue said. She didn't have much interest in playing games right now. Compared to playing games, she felt quite happy being with girls.
"Go ahead, you finally have a holiday."
"The way you're saying it makes it sound like you're just going to let today pass by and then forget about tomorrow."
Li Yue answered casually, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent after she finished.
The two of them, without saying a word, both remembered something.
They are living on thin ice right now.
*
On the day Wen Jiu left school, she met someone she never expected.
As she pulled her suitcase toward the school gate, a voice suddenly called out beside her: "Little Jiu, my sister."
She turned her head to look.
Xie Tinghe, sitting in the passenger seat, waved to her: "Where are you going? We'll give you a ride."
"No need, it's just ahead."
Aren't you going home?
Wen Jiu shook her head.
The people in the car seemed to urge her on. She saw the boy turn his head and say something, then turn to her and say, "Then we'll be going now."
"Um."
A car sped past us.
Wen Jiu calmly withdrew her gaze, wrapped her down jacket tighter around herself, and walked out of the school.
Winters in the northern part of the city are really cold.
*
Wen Jiu was looking for a part-time job at a teahouse. She had originally applied to be the assistant to the acting teacher, but to her surprise, a celadon cup was thrown at her as soon as she arrived.
Luckily, she dodged quickly, and the cup shattered at her feet.
"At this point, where am I supposed to find anyone?!" The person in the room was furious, their face turning ashen.
He turned around and saw her, his tone still sharp: "You can't come in here."
"I'm here for an interview to become an assistant acting teacher," Wen Jiu explained.
When Ye Rongqing heard that gentle voice, her tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and she turned her head to take a closer look at the girl in front of her.
A clear and bright little face.
"Can you sing Suzhou storytelling?" another man asked, then seemed to realize that his question was ridiculous.
No one can sing it just anyone.
Wen Jiu naturally shook her head, but then said, "We can give it a try."
Ye Rongqing found it amusing; she was so young, yet fearless and full of courage: "Little girl, this isn't something you can just try on a whim."
"Please let me try."
The girl's tone was calm and even; even when she was trying to get something, there was no pleading in her voice. She was neither humble nor arrogant.
A hint of interest flickered in his eyes: "How's your singing?"
"not bad."
"Sing me a bit first."
Wen Jiu looked at him: "Singing at the door?"
Ye Rongqing laughed. This girl was clever; instead of asking him to come in directly, she asked him this question.
He sat down and took a sip of tea: "Come in and sing."
Wen Jiu walked in, coughed lightly, and then spoke calmly.
The moment the girl opened her mouth to sing the first line, the expressions on the faces of the two men in the room changed.
Ye Rongqing looked up at her.
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