65/Sixty-one
The loss in the debate was almost inevitable.
The result of not being selected did not frustrate Chen Mian too much. Her roommate, who had witnessed her staying up for several nights in a row, felt sorry for her and comforted her, saying that it was okay and there would be other opportunities in the future. After saying that, she cursed Lin Yuqing for being so annoying.
Su Wangqiu: "I hate people who mix emotions into their work the most. If it were me, I would seriously prepare for a debate, and you, as my teammate, would not be thinking about how to win together, but how to use this opportunity to get closer to me and pursue me. I would really explode."
Deng Momo chimed in, "Lin Yuqing is really no good, he's really no good, he's terrible. Last night in the cafeteria, when Mianmian went out to answer a phone call, his expression turned ugly. He even asked me if Chen Mian had a boyfriend. No, bro, even if she has a boyfriend, what's it to you? I really wanted to argue with him then, but I managed to hold back."
"Seriously? You're asking that?"
"It's not just that. When I said I didn't know, he added that the guy was driving a sports car. Seriously, who would know? How come I never realized Lin Yuqing was this kind of person before? It's like the reason Mianmian wasn't with him was because he wasn't rich enough to drive a sports car."
At this point, it's inevitable that we'll mention the Sinking Domain again.
"When can we meet? I didn't get a good look at him at the bar last time. I really want to see the handsome guy who's trending on social media."
Chen Mian casually replied that there would be other opportunities, then picked up the books and headed towards the library.
After that, time became busy again. Chen Mian was preparing for the CET-4 (College English Test Band 4) and her major courses. She hadn't been in contact with Shen Yu for a while since their last phone call. One night, after leaving the library, Chen Mian was walking back to her dormitory when she looked through her phone and realized that the two of them hadn't exchanged messages for several days.
The most recent message she received was from Shen Yu, who sent her the location of his apartment and the password to open the door.
She was reading at the time and didn't reply, and later missed the opportunity to reply.
As a result, Shenyu never sent any new messages.
She pursed her lips. Back in the dormitory, Deng Momo and Su Wangqiu were talking about their feelings for each other, while Yu Yu was reading a book with her earphones in.
Deng Momo said that when she was dating her boyfriend Zhang Chenggang, they would hide from teachers and go on dates with security guards at school. Even holding hands felt incredibly exciting. But after entering university, when they could openly go to hotels, she lost that feeling.
Su Wangqiu summarized it for her, "It's the sense of taboo. It's when someone tells you that this is not allowed or that is wrong, and then someone else defies the rules with you, risking punishment to be with you. That feeling is quite exciting."
Deng Momo nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes!"
After saying that, he asked Chen Mian for her opinion, "Mianmian, what about you and Reshuai?"
"Hot Handsome" is the nickname given to Shen Yu by his dormmates; it's short for "hot search handsome guy".
Every time Chen Mian heard this nickname, she thought her roommates had quite the imagination, but she eventually got used to it from hearing them call her that so often.
She spoke briefly about Shen Yu, only saying that there was a slight ambiguity between them when they were in the same high school. She didn't go into too much detail because Chen Mian realized that even after going to university and becoming more open about sex, the reason for her entanglement with Shen Yu was still something she couldn't tell outsiders.
She put down her phone, pulled out a chair, thought for a moment, and then replied, "I don't feel any difference."
Deng Momo and Su Wangqiu both exclaimed "Eh!"
"How come there's no difference? What's the progress between you two? I've never seen Hotshorn come to the school to see you."
Chen Mian said, "He also has his own things to do."
Deng Momo recalled her boyfriend mentioning that Shen Yu was involved in investments, and felt a pang of emotion. "When people like that are far away from me, I feel they're incredibly impressive. But how should I put it? If he were to become my roommate's future boyfriend, I'd think, what if he's too busy to spend time with you? How will he balance love and work? Does his family have a throne to inherit? Will he try to arrange a business marriage? And then there are those dramas where five million leaves my son—just thinking about it puts a lot of pressure on me."
Su Wangqiu laughed uncontrollably, "It's the 21st century, sister. And when it comes to dating, just go for it. If you break up, you won't lose anything. What's wrong with having five million? But remember to tell the other person that it has to be five million after tax, and it has to be a gift. All the formalities have to be completed. After all, you're a law student, you can't let yourself be taken advantage of."
The conversation suddenly took a wild and imaginative turn.
Yu Yu took off her headphones and happened to hear this sentence. She asked, a little confused, "Are you discussing a case?"
Deng Momo felt a pang of pity for him. "Look at him, the only poor thing in our dorm who's heartless and devoid of love."
The conversation eventually veered off course and brought up things like dorm dinners and going out together.
Having been in Beijing for so long, Chen Mian hadn't really gone anywhere else; her activities were limited to the school and the place where she did part-time work.
Deng Momo suggested that everyone go hiking while the weather wasn't too cold.
Just as Chen Mian was about to nod, her phone, which had been silent all along, rang.
It was a WeChat message from Shen Yu.
Ask her if she has time tomorrow.
Chen Mian sent a question mark.
The reply came immediately: "Come watch me play basketball."
Deng Momo leaned closer and kept saying to Chen Mian, "Say yes, say yes! We don't have class tomorrow, let's treat it as a team building activity, let's go!"
Chen Mian could only reply with an "okay".
*
The team members were a bit confused.
It was rare to see Shen Yu arrive so early. He sat in the audience, glancing at his phone every now and then. I couldn't help but ask, "Brother Shen, are you waiting for someone?"
To everyone's surprise, Shen Yu nodded and even smiled and said "Mm".
This "um" completely stunned everyone else.
From a distance of seven or eight meters, the group of grown men began to question the situation.
"No, where did this person come from? Aren't we all been incredibly busy lately? Has anyone seen A-Yu's Schrödinger's girlfriend?"
"To be honest, I always thought he said he had a girlfriend to ward off unwanted attention from other women."
"Damn, some people have endless admirers, while others are ignored. Why don't you just chase after me instead of him?"
"Stop fucking dreaming, did you see A-Yu's expression?"
He pointed towards the sinking area.
The others followed suit and looked over.
Shen Yu looked at his phone with a smile on his face.
"Judging from that expression, it's definitely a girl."
"What if it's his childhood friend from the movie theater?"
"A movie theater? You work at a movie theater?"
"...That's called a drama academy..."
As they chatted for a while, people gradually arrived in the audience.
This wasn't a formal competition; it was just the team playing around in their spare time.
Even so, there is never a shortage of audience.
The basketball was held in his hand and bounced back and forth on the ground.
After what seemed like the umpteenth time, Shen Yu finally saw Chen Mian walk in from outside the door.
She wasn't alone; there were three other girls with her, chatting and laughing.
The basketball in Shen Yu's hand stopped abruptly when it was snatched away by his teammate, who leaned closer and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Shen Yu tugged at his wristband, and the number 61 on his wrist was facing the audience.
He straightened up, smiled, and asked his teammates, "Do you know what number sixty-one means?"
How could anyone know?
Wasn't it just a random choice?
Could there be another reason behind it?
The teammate looked bewildered, "What?"
Then he heard a sentence that dealt him a devastating blow.
"It's my girlfriend's birthday."
He also pointed his hand towards the audience seats.
"—The one in the second row, wearing a gray sweater, the prettiest one in the whole place."
teammate:"……"
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Long wait, long wait.
Player number 61 is back on the field; this time he can show off his love!
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