"There are bound to be regrets in life. You can try to make amends, Xiaozi." Qin Yuhuan guessed that Shu Baizhu actually had good intentions, which was a pity.
"Reconciliation is one way, but I chose another, leaving this regret behind and looking forward." Ziyi smiled, "Everyone will have regrets. If I'm afraid of regrets and don't move forward, I will only find that the people and things around me have changed, and only my time has stopped. But thank you for suddenly wanting to eat this melon."
Otherwise... it has been too long, and she still feels a little resentful towards Shu Baizhu and her own ending in her previous life.
Now when I think back to high school, besides regret, I feel more relieved.
"Perhaps the one I've always missed, the one I wanted to keep, was the obedient and gentle Shu Baizhu from the beginning, but I didn't do it right." Liking someone like this can't be forced. "So, it's also good to set things right now and give Shu Baizhu the freedom she wants."
Qin Yuhuan didn't know how Ziyi came to the conclusion that Shu Baizhu didn't like her, but there were some things she couldn't say directly. After all, her unknown secret love for him was involved.
She had a hunch that Shu Baizhu had feelings for Ziyi, but it was just a hunch after all. If her hunch was wrong, Ziyi would be hurt, and the three of them would continue to feel awkward.
"But I have to say, when you and Shu Baizhu were separated from this be-love story, it was doubly enjoyable. It felt pure and simple, yet at the same time, she gave it her all," Qin Yuhuan said, adding, "That's why campus IPs have been so popular over the years. Is there anything else I can listen to?"
Ziyi: ...
"It was during my second year of high school, when the school changed its holiday system. Do you remember? We used to have one day off a week, but then the school suddenly changed it to one day off every two weeks."
"I remember," Qin Yuhuan recalled herself back then, "I was quite happy at the time because I could have one more day to study at school. But it was only implemented once, and after that, we only had one day off per week."
Ziyi: ...
"Don't go too far, I'm telling you. If you do that, I'll fight you."
"It was that time. I thought I'd have one day off every two weeks, so I wanted to go out with Shu Baizhu. But Shu Baizhu was suddenly asked out by a classmate. I was very angry. On that one day off, she didn't want to go with me. She wanted to go with her classmate. And the key is that she didn't know that classmate very well."
"So I called her and had a fight with her," Ziyi recalled her own violent temper during her youth, as if mocking her own immaturity. She couldn't help but sneer. "My temper used to be volatile, not as stable as it is now, but I was fine after the fight. I didn't expect Shu Baizhu to come to my house."
"When I opened the door that day, she was just like the first time, panting. Worried about the long journey, she held the noodles in her arms. Some of the soup spilled out, staining her coat and making her hair a bit messy. But she just remembered smiling at me and saying, 'Don't be angry, Xiaozi, I bought you the noodles you like.' At that time, I felt... I can't describe the feeling."
Ziyi didn't know why she and Shu Baizhu had become strangers. Perhaps it was because of her one-sided imagination, or perhaps it was because of the engagement party that seemed to Shu Baizhu to be a bit of coercion and plunder, or perhaps she was really too bad, with too many maybes.
"My home is quite far from hers. It takes at least half an hour to get there by bike. The noodle shop is far from both my home and hers. She took the bus and changed buses all the way here, which is like walking two sides of a triangle."
Not only that, Shu Baizhu's family is not poor. Her father owns a hardware factory in the local area. Before she met Ziyi, she had a driver to pick her up when she went out and went to school, and she rarely took the bus.
Ziyi can still recall that day. At that moment, her heart was beating wildly and passionately when she saw Shu Baizhu. She mustered up her courage and kissed Shu Baizhu on the face. Shu Baizhu lowered his eyes, lightly pushed her away, and told her to eat the powder first.
It was these little details that besieged Ziyi year after year. Even though Shu Baizhu became increasingly cold towards her, Ziyi never thought of leaving until... that car accident.
If not for this, Ziyi thought, she could live her life with these sweet memories. In fact, Ziyi did live a rather short life.
Unfortunately, life is like a game of chess. When you start over, everything will be different.
Qin Yuhuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "I was stabbed quite badly."
Ziyi: ...
"And you don't even have a single crocodile tear? Sooner or later, you'll piss me off to death. It seems I'll have to always have quick-acting heart pills handy from now on."
"It's really a bit sharp." Qin Yuhuan's eyes were sore. She took out a bottle of eye drops from her bag and put two drops into her eyes. The drops slid down from the corners of her eyes and were wiped away by her hand. "I don't mean to listen to the melon or have fun. I just feel it's a pity, but I also respect your decision. Whatever."
Ziyi said softly, "I know you didn't make fun of me, but your acting is so bad that you need eye drops to save it. As a fan of your career, it's hard for me to be nervous, Qin Yuhuan."
"Looks like I need to put the class enrollment on the agenda." Qin Yuhuan pretended to type on the memo on his phone. "I hope my memo can be more effective and remind me."
"Imitate me, huh?" Ziyi snorted. "No wonder your agent told you to talk less. Talking too much will make you lose fans, you know that, Qin Yuhuan!"
"Hmm... Xiaozi is happy now. So, I'll reluctantly accept the cruel fact of losing 0.000001 fans." Qin Yuhuan curled his eyes. "After all, I have very few fans. Losing even one would make me bleed."
Ziyi's eyes trembled slightly: "How can you see that I am unhappy? I am very happy."
Qin Yuhuan raised an eyebrow: "If you were happy, you wouldn't go out drinking with me at the engagement party, Xiaozi. Your unhappiness and happiness are written on your face, but don't worry, although I can be choking, I am very tight-lipped and will keep it a secret for you."
Ziyi didn't say anything else.
Qin Yuhuan didn't try to find a topic to talk about, but just switched to a radio station playing soothing music.
Until... two o'clock in the morning, the two stood at the door of the snack bar with the door closed, looking at each other.
"I should have called ahead to ask. I used to eat here every day and it was never closed." Ziyi lamented, "Is there any other place with rave reviews?"
"Come to my house for dinner? I'll make you some noodles." Qin Yuhuan checked the time. "I ordered some fresh food for takeout in advance. It should be in the fresh food cabinet in the community."
"Can you... do it...? It seems quite difficult to become a fan." Ziyi was skeptical.
It was Qin Yuhuan's salty tea eggs that left a deep impression on her.
Qin Yuhuan: ...
"It should be possible. After all, I've been eating noodles for more than ten years."
It’s not that difficult, right?
Ziyi was finally deceived by Qin Yuhuan's confident expression and went home with her, dragging her suitcase. Before entering the community, Qin Yuhuan took the suitcase and asked her to buy two bags of instant noodles.
Posture:?
Qin Yuhuan cleared his throat and remained calm: "I decided to make clay pot noodles. The Internet said that there is a quick version that anyone can make with instant noodle seasoning."
Ziyi: "Why do I feel that you are not very reliable in this regard?"
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