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Shen Qingyu was awakened by a sharp pain on his forehead.
She struggled to open her eyelids, only to be greeted by the drab white ceiling of the infirmary. The walls and bedsheets were all painted a pure white, with only the shadows of a few sycamore leaves drifting in from the window adding a touch of life to the walls. Pain surged from her forehead, shooting up into her temples. She reached up to touch it, her fingertips brushing against a layer of gauze. It wasn't wrapped thickly, but she could clearly feel the slight swelling beneath. A gentle pressure brought a gasp from her, and tears nearly burst out.
"woke up?"
A lazy tune suddenly sounded beside me.
Shen Qingyu tilted her head and saw someone sitting on a metal chair beside the bed. Yu Wang was half-leaning on the chair, one long leg draped over the other. In her right hand, she held her phone, her fingers absentmindedly swiping across the screen. Her hair fell over her brow, partially obscuring her eyes. Her profile was a bit blurry in the light filtering in from the window, but she could still make out her tightly pursed lips, her straight nose, and even her perfectly taut jawline.
"Why are you here?" Her voice was still a little hoarse from just waking up, with a hint of nasal sound from not fully waking up, and she unconsciously became a little defensive - after all, this person had said with a cold face "I didn't bring my cell phone" a few days ago, and he was too lazy to even pick up the phone she dropped on the ground. He didn't look like the type of person who would stay in the infirmary.
Yu Wang's gaze shifted from his phone to her face. He slipped the phone into the pocket of his black sweatpants. The moment the screen went dark, his eyes became clearer. His tone remained indifferent: "I brought you here."
"You?" Shen Qingyu frowned, feeling it was a little unreal. That "heartless man" who didn't even bother to help her when she fell to the ground, would deliberately send her to the infirmary and wait here for her to wake up?
"Yeah." Yu Wang nodded and looked at her calmly, without any intention of pretending.
"Oh..." Shen Qingyu stared at him for a few seconds. She couldn't see any trace of lying on his face. His eyes were too clear, without any evasion. She could only pull the corners of her mouth reluctantly, revealing an unnatural smile: "Thank you."
"It's okay." Yu Wang responded, paused and added, "It happened on the basketball court. I didn't control the strength of my hand, and the ball flew out and hit your head. I'm sorry." When he said this, his eyes were more serious than before, and his tone became heavier. His fingers unconsciously clenched the seam of his pants.
Shen Qingyu looked at his rare serious expression, and her bad impression of him softened slightly. She waved her hand, trying to sound generous. "It's okay, it wasn't intentional. Everyone makes mistakes when playing basketball."
Yu Wang nodded and stood up as if to leave. "The school doctor said it's nothing serious, just a mild concussion. It will be fine after a few days of applying medicine. I've left the medicine by your bed. Your friends should be here soon - they just asked me about your condition on WeChat. I have training soon, so I'm leaving now."
As soon as he lifted his foot, he suddenly stopped.
Shen Qingyu followed his gaze and looked down. Unbeknownst to her, her slender, white hand had firmly grasped the edge of his shirt. The gray sportswear fabric was wrinkled, like her fingertips, which were slightly hot at the moment, and even her knuckles were a little white.
Their eyes met again. Shen Qingyu took a deep breath, staring intently into his eyes, and said word by word, "Can I have your WeChat? Just as... compensation?" Afraid he'd refuse, she quickly added, "After all, you hit my head. Adding WeChat will make it easier for me to ask you for medical expenses later."
Yu Wang was visibly stunned, as if he hadn't expected her to say that out of the blue. He looked down at the corner of his clothes that was being clutched, then up at the tips of her red ears, and the corners of his mouth lifted up imperceptibly.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Shen Qingyu called his name again softly, with a little subtle persistence: "Yu Wang?"
A chuckle suddenly escaped from his throat, low and pleasant.
Shen Qingyu watched as Yu Wang slowly bent down, getting closer and closer to her. His facial features gradually magnified in her field of vision, and the shadows from his long eyelashes fell on her face, bringing a slight tickle; his breath gently sprayed against her ear, with a faint minty scent. Her voice was very low: "Senior sister, you can't handle me again, so why do you want my WeChat?"
"..." Shen Qingyu was stunned by his question. Just as she was about to retort, Yu Wang had already straightened up, gently pulled back the corner of his clothes, and turned to walk out. When he reached the door, he turned back to look at her with a hint of smile in his eyes: "Take good care of your injuries, senior sister."
The door was gently closed, and silence returned to the infirmary. Shen Qingyu stared at the door, feeling angry and annoyed. What did she mean by "can't handle him"? She, Shen Qingyu, had never met anyone she "couldn't handle" in her life!
Less than two minutes after Yu Wang left, the door to the infirmary was slammed open. Su Yi, Le Yan'er, and Ji Yuanyuan crowded at the door, their faces filled with anxiety and panic, their hands laden with snacks and fruit.
"Yu Yu! Are you okay?" Su Yi was the first to rush over, clinging to the edge of the bed and looking her up and down. "Oh my god! Why is your forehead so swollen? And it's wrapped in gauze! Does it hurt?" As soon as she finished speaking, Le Yan'er and Ji Yuanyuan raised their phones to take a picture, and they were amazed at the screen: "Yu Yu, you look pretty good with the gauze wrapped around you. You look a bit like a yandere."
Shen Qingyu: "..." She was silent for two seconds and decided to change the subject, "Yu Wang sent me here."
"Oh, we know!" Su Yi suddenly blinked ambiguously, and Le Yan'er and Ji Yuanyuan immediately exchanged glances, showing the same "auntie smile", which made Shen Qingyu feel uneasy.
Shen Qingyu's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition came over him: "? What do you mean?"
"It's all over our school's online forum!" Ji Yuanyuan held her phone out to her. On the screen was a bold, black headline: "Tsinghua University's Campus Prince's Suspected Relationship Revealed! Princess-Carrying Photos Leaked!" It was followed by an exploding emoji.
Shen Qingyu: "..." She looked at the photo with a fearless attitude.
The photo was blurry, as if it had been taken from a distance with a cell phone, the pixels were low and a bit blurry. But the image of Yu Wang holding her was clear—his head slightly lowered, his jawline tense, his profile strikingly clear in the sunlight, even the faint red of his ear tip visible; and she leaned against his chest, most of her face buried in the chest of his black tracksuit, a few strands of black hair plastered to the side of her face, giving off an inexplicable sense of vulnerability.
The most outrageous thing is that this picture doesn't look like "saving someone" at all, but instead looks like an intimate photo of a couple, with even the angle revealing an indescribable harmony. Someone else commented: "The school hunk personally carried someone to the infirmary. If this happened to an ordinary student, I'd twist my head off!"
Scroll down and you’ll see a lot of comments:
Oh my god! My idol is in love? Woohoo, my youth is over! *10086
The girl's side face is so amazing! Does the blogger have a frontal face photo? Please kick! Please send it privately!
+1 for a full face photo! She looks like a great beauty!
No! I refuse to accept this fact! Yu Wang belongs to everyone!
I’m heartbroken... Who understands... I just delivered breakfast to Yu Wang this morning, and now I want to snatch the breakfast back and feed it to the dog!
Doesn't anyone suspect this is photoshopped? This angle is so deliberate!
Don't be jealous! Can photoshop photos be so natural? Have you never seen a handsome guy in love?
The number of comments soared to 999+, and some people are still digging up the comments:
This beauty looks like Shen Qingyu from the Computer Science Department! I saw her in the library last time, she's really pretty in person!
??? She's so blurry that she doesn't even have a straight face. Does she look like your mother? Don't try to rub shoulders with my goddess!
Nonono! Don’t cue my goddess Shen! My goddess is beautiful alone!
Big leak! How could Chen Qingyu possibly pursue Yu Wang? Stop spreading rumors above!
Are you crazy about being famous? Using Yu for publicity? Have some shame!
Shen Qingyu returned the phone to Ji Yuanyuan in despair and closed her eyes - she knew that as long as she was involved with Yu Wang, nothing good would happen!
"Although I'm very excited, some people's comments are too much!" Ji Yuanyuan flipped through the comments, her brows furrowed. "What do you mean by 'forced rubbing'? What do you mean by 'hype'? It was clearly Yu Wang who took the initiative to hug you! He was the one who 'provoked' you first!"
"That's right! Look at this! It says you're 'flirting'? I'll go straight online to find this person! Look at her stunning face! How dare she say that about our Yu Yu!" Le Yan'er leaned over to take a look, and was so angry that she almost threw her phone away. She rolled up her sleeves and was about to go to the forum to confront her.
Seeing Chen Qingyu's unhappy expression, Su Yi quietly tugged at their sleeves and gave them a look that said, "Stop talking." The two of them immediately calmed down and gathered around the bed, comforting them softly, "It's okay, Yuyu. Don't read those online comments. They don't know the truth and are just talking nonsense. We all believe in you!"
"That's right, we're all here with you! If anyone dares to say that to your face, I'll be the first to fight back! If all else fails, I'll have my boyfriend call the people in their dorm to back you up!"
Shen Qingyu nodded and forced a rather unnatural smile: "I'll forget these comments after reading them. You all know that. I don't care."
She wasn't lying—she never took online gossip to heart. But Yu Wang's words, "You can't handle me," stuck in her heart like a thorn that she couldn't pull out.
In the second half of the night, Shen Qingyu tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. She leaned against the pillow, staring at the shadow of the chandelier on the ceiling. Her mind was filled with the scene in the infirmary that afternoon—the look in Yu Wang's eyes when he bent down, the tone of his voice when he spoke, the redness on the tip of his ear... Every detail was as clear as a slow-motion replay.
What does "can't handle me" mean?
And when he called me "senior"... why did his tone sound so provocative? The ending tone rose slightly, a hint of teasing, and a certain inexplicable allure, like a kitten's claws scratching at my heart, making it itch uncomfortably.
Is this considered teasing? It definitely is!
Shen Qingyu scratched her hair in frustration and threw her pillow against the wall, making a dull thud. Fortunately, the people in the dormitory were sound sleepers and were not woken up.
How come getting a WeChat account is harder than learning Java… Java at least has tutorials, but Yu Wang doesn’t even have a “strategy”!
She fished out her phone. The dorm was pitch black. Le Yan'er and the others were fast asleep, with only a faint glow from the moonlight filtering through the window. The screen illuminated her face. After a moment's hesitation, she opened the chat box with Qu Shengsheng. After all, Qu Shengsheng had been in more relationships than she had eaten, so perhaps he could offer some advice.
Shen Qingyu: What does it mean when a boy says "You can't handle me"?
Qu Shengsheng replied almost immediately:?
Qu Shengsheng: "You still have boys you can't handle? Strange! Miss Shen, have you forgotten that back in high school, when the school hunk was chasing you, you threw his breakfast in the trash? And all those seniors you flirted with, the CEOs, the rich second generation... um, too many to remember, but weren't they all obsessed with you anyway? Why are you in trouble now?"
Shen Qingyu: ...
Qu Shengsheng: No way? Is there really someone you can't handle? So awesome? Is he handsome or super rich? Or is he gay?
Chen Qingyu: The one we met in the bar last time.
There was silence for a few seconds.
Qu Shengsheng: Wow wow wow! You went to the bar without me?! When did that happen? How come I didn't know? You didn't even take me!
Shen Qingyu: We go to the same school.
Qu Shengsheng: 666666! It's fate! Isn't this the plot of a novel? A chance encounter at a bar + going to the same school + the school hunk (I guess), you two definitely have a thing for each other!
Chen Qingyu: ...bad fate.
Qu Shengsheng: You can just throw money at him! Your family is not short of money, so give him a limited edition pair of sneakers, or just transfer money to him directly. I don’t believe he won’t be tempted!
Shen Qingyu: ...I just want a WeChat account.
Qu Shengsheng: Oh, who would believe that?
Qu Shengsheng: And then just flirt with him? Just have a relationship? Just bring him home to meet the parents?
Shen Qingyu: Really...
Qu Shengsheng: Haha.
Qu Shengsheng: Then seduce him. Use your face, your long legs, your big breasts—didn't you just buy a low-cut dress? Wear it for him, and I guarantee he'll send you a WeChat message immediately.
Shen Qingyu pressed the screen off button with a speechless look on her face and threw her phone next to the pillow - she was so stupid to ask Qu Shengsheng! It would be better to rely on herself than on her!
"Senior, you can't handle me again."
Yu Wang's annoying tone rang in her ears again. Shen Qingyu gritted her teeth and pulled the quilt over her head—so annoying! This heartless man, once she got his WeChat, she would let him know who was "unable to handle" who!
The next morning, Chen Qingyu, with large bags under her eyes, was dragged out of bed by Le Yan'er to catch up with her. She drifted off to the teaching building, her eyes barely open, her mind still filled with Yu Wang's face. By the time she entered the lecture hall, she was still half awake, her steps a bit unsteady.
But as soon as she stepped through the classroom door, whispers flooded in like a tide. Everyone's eyes were glued to her: some curious, some inquiring, some even a touch hostile. Besides her classmates, there were also a number of unfamiliar faces in the room, some wearing uniforms from other departments, and a few girls clutching cameras, clearly there to see the "scandal." It was obvious they were all there to see the "campus hunk's rumored girlfriend."
She quietly walked to her seat and sat down. Just as she took out her Data Structure textbook, a girl in the corridor suddenly raised her voice, her tone full of provocation: "Hey! Isn't this the girlfriend of our famous Tsinghua University hunk? She finally came? I thought you were going to hide and not dare to see anyone!"
The girl had a high ponytail, heavy makeup on her face, and was wearing a pink dress. She looked unfamiliar and had obviously sneaked in to cause trouble. Le Yan'er immediately exploded, rolling up her sleeves and about to stand up: "Who are you talking about? Watch your mouth!" Shen Qingyu grabbed her arm and shook his head gently - there was no need to bother with such a person, lest you dirty your hands.
"What? You dare to do it and not let anyone tell you——Ah!!!"
A crisp "pop" sound rang out, particularly piercing in the quiet classroom. Everyone in the room froze, their hands raised to record the video froze in mid-air, and they even forgot to breathe.
The classroom was deathly quiet, with only the girl's shrill cry as the only sound: "Are you fucking sick? How dare you hit me?! Ah!!!"
There was another crisp sound.
Chen Qingyu expressionlessly grasped the girl's collar and lifted her up. The girl covered her red face with her hands. The collar made it hard for her to breathe. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get free. Fear finally showed in her eyes, and her voice became weaker. She didn't dare to scream anymore.
"Classmate," Shen Qingyu's voice was calm, yet it carried an indescribable chill. "Although I don't know how you managed to sneak into our Computer Department's morning class, as a classmate, I need to remind you: you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want." She curled her lips slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in her black eyes, so cold that it made your scalp tingle. "I don't know if it's because I acted so nonchalant before that you had the illusion that I was easy to bully. I can tell you responsibly: if you dare to mess with me, you must understand the price of messing with me."
The girl was trembling, and the red marks on her cheeks were swollen and high, like monkey buttocks, looking ridiculous and pitiful. She wanted to speak, but because her collar was too tight, she could only make a "wuwu" sound.
Seeing this, the class monitor suddenly shouted to try to divert attention: "Chen Qingyu! Is that you, the girl in the photo on the school bar? What is your relationship with Yu Wang?" As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Qingyu. Even the girl who had just been beaten forgot to cry and waited eagerly for her answer.
Silence fell again.
Shen Qingyu didn't look at the monitor, his eyes still fixed on the girl, and he uttered two words clearly: "It's me."
There was an uproar——
"It's really her!"
"She actually admitted it!"
"So she and Yu Wang are really in love?"
"Oh my god...this melon is so big!"
She finally let go, and the girl collapsed to the ground. Shen Qingyu turned around and looked at the shocked people in the classroom: "Student Yu Wang just sent me to the infirmary. I have nothing to do with him. The reason I don't care is because there is nothing between us. I didn't expect that someone would misinterpret the normal relationship between men and women... Have the homework and pressure of Tsinghua University made you so relaxed?"
"Oh, right," she seemed to suddenly remember something and glanced back at the girl on the ground - the girl was pointing at her with a trembling finger, but she couldn't say a word. "If I hear anyone talking about me or Yu Wang about anything untrue again, you've all seen the consequences."
She paused, the chill in her voice growing stronger. "I'm not afraid of trouble, but I'm afraid you won't be able to handle this 'trouble' of mine. So it's best not to provoke me. I'm afraid you won't even have time to regret it by then."
Finally, she squatted down, staring straight at the girl on the ground, and said word by word: "Do you understand, classmate?"
The girl saw the coldness in her eyes and finally couldn't hold it anymore. She nodded with a crying voice.
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