Reflecting on the previous night, Zheng Yanyan could only describe it as “painful yet sweet.” Despite the discomfort, she felt a great sense of fulfillnt—finally, her relationship with Zhou Yuwen had reached a real milestone.
“Let’s see him try to brush
off now!”
Zheng Yanyan’s voice held a touch of boastfulness, and she spoke loudly enough that, while most people couldn’t hear, Su Qing, seated behind her, caught every word. Su Qing’s jealousy flared, her fists clenched tightly as she resisted the urge to yank Zheng Yanyan’s hair. Still, she dared not act rashly, fearing she might really push Zhou Yuwen away for good.
As Zheng Yanyan continued to talk about how Zhou Yuwen had even tenderly helped her clean up afterward, she playfully nudged Lu Lin. “Hey, Lu Lin, ever had a guy do that for you?”
Lu Lin, her expression darkening, replied, “What’s with you? I don’t have a boyfriend, so don’t bring your nonsense to .”
Giggling, Zheng Yanyan clung to Lu Lin’s arm. “Oh, don’t be mad! It’s my first ti experiencing sothing like this; I’m just excited and wanted to share it with you.”
“If you’re so eager to share, go tell *her*,” Lu Lin shot back, nodding toward Su Qing.
Turning to glance at Su Qing, Zheng Yanyan gave a little huff.
Su Qing simply rolled her eyes and gave a snort, looking very pleased with herself.
Zheng Yanyan, unwilling to bicker with Su Qing, focused back on Lu Lin. “Oh, and Lu Lin, did I ntion? Zhou Yuwen’s amazing at blow-drying hair! Look—he even did mine!”
At this, Su Qing couldn’t resist chiming in. “Don’t you wonder *why* he’s so skilled?”
But Zheng Yanyan, knowing what Su Qing was about to imply, interrupted, “No, I don’t care to know.”
“Oh, but you *should* know. Zhou Yuwen—”
“Zhou Yuwen got his practice on you? I know. But guess what? Now he only dries my hair, not yours. Jealous?” Zheng Yanyan taunted with a grin, sticking her tongue out.
“You—!”
“Oh, and didn’t you say Zhou Yuwen made you ‘extra comfortable’? Well, I finally got to experience it, too~”
“You—!”
Their temporary truce shattered. Su Qing, fuming, tried to retort, “You’re so weak, there’s no way Zhou Yuwen could be satisfied with just you. He’ll end up looking for soone else!”
This comnt hit a nerve, silencing Zheng Yanyan montarily.
Their class was mostly girls, with only a few male students scattered around, and given it was an unimportant class in the sleepy afternoon, the atmosphere was relaxed and unfocused. Their quiet bickering went unnoticed, blending into the general murmur of classroom chatter as the teacher halfheartedly lectured, periodically pausing to sip water and turn pages.
anwhile, Su Qing, delighted to have struck a nerve, continued, “And not only does he dry my hair, but he’s also helped
put on body lotion!”
“?” Zheng Yanyan paused, her face falling in shock.
Seeing her reaction, Su Qing’s grin widened. She had six years of mories with Zhou Yuwen, far more than Zheng Yanyan, which ant she could always win when it ca to flaunting affection.
Not to be outdone, however, Zheng Yanyan shot back, “Let’s see what happens in the future!”
“Fine! Let’s see how much you regret it!” Su Qing replied with a triumphant smirk.
The two girls bickered on and on, exchanging increasingly exaggerated boasts: how Zhou Yuwen would gently clean up after them, how he’d insist they didn’t need to take any pills, or how they’d bathed together, with him blow-drying their hair and even kissing their necks.
“Kissing your neck is nothing—he’s even kissed …” Su Qing began, her tone escalating.
Just then, a loud **bang** interrupted the classroom. All eyes turned toward Lu Lin, who had slamd her hand on the desk, her patience snapped.
“Can you two shut up? Have you never seen a guy before? All this constant bickering—don’t you know there’s a class going on?” Lu Lin barked out angrily.
Even the teacher jumped in surprise, adjusting his glasses as he looked at Lu Lin with a faint expression of approval—he’d wanted to say sothing himself.
Everyone’s attention focused on Lu Lin, but she didn’t care, picking up her textbook and leaving the room without hesitation.
She wore a black cropped tank top that revealed her slender waist, and her low-slung jeans rested on her hips, making her look particularly striking as she strode out.
After she left, both Zheng Yanyan and Su Qing looked at each other in bewildernt.
“What’s her problem? We were just talking,” Zheng Yanyan muttered, puzzled.
“It’s your fault! Don’t you know we’re in class?” she hissed.
Su Qing raised her eyebrows, “*You* started it!”
“If you hadn’t argued back, I wouldn’t have kept going!”
“Enough, both of you!” Shen Yu interjected, finally exasperated.
No one could understand how Lu Lin felt. Even she couldn’t fully explain why she felt so hurt. She had always been clear about her relationship with Zhou Yuwen. He was interested in her physically, and she had accepted that. But hearing how he gently cleaned up after Zheng Yanyan, how he would blow-dry her hair, or apply lotion for Su Qing—did they ever consider her feelings?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged. But even then, she had no right to feel this way.
*What’s wrong with ?* Lu Lin thought bitterly, laughing at herself. She had even considered quitting smoking because she thought Zhou Yuwen disliked the sll. But she wasn’t his girlfriend!
That day, Lu Lin went up to the rooftop of the academic building, leaning against the railing as she lit a cigarette, watching the campus below through the haze of smoke.
There was no denying it—she was jealous.
After class, Zheng Yanyan tried calling Lu Lin to check where she was, ntioning they still had rehearsal at the auditorium.
“Lu Lin, don’t be mad! I know it was wrong of . It’s Su Qing’s fault, honestly! I an, why does she care so much about my boyfriend? She’s crazy!”
“What nonsense. You were the one gossiping in class,” Su Qing, who was standing right beside Zheng Yanyan, retorted with a frown.
Lu Lin, fed up with the back-and-forth, replied, “Alright, you guys go ahead. I’ll be there soon.”
“Where are you?” Zheng Yanyan insisted.
But Lu Lin simply hung up, thinking, *Where I go is none of her business.*
A little later, the girls gathered at the auditorium for the rehearsal. Zheng Yanyan, as the lead dancer, wore a pink schoolgirl outfit with matching pink hair, accentuated by white thigh-high socks. Lu Lin wore a blue schoolgirl outfit paired with black knee socks.
Zheng Yanyan kept trying to chat with Lu Lin, but Lu Lin wasn’t in the mood, ignoring her completely.
Pouting, Zheng Yanyan eventually said, “Co on, sis, don’t be mad. I’ll get Zhou Yuwen to treat you to dinner, okay?”
Leaning back on the backstage sofa and scrolling through her phone, Lu Lin replied blandly, “Your boyfriend’s here.”
“What!?” Zheng Yanyan spun around, and there he was—Zhou Yuwen, standing with a bouquet of roses. Her face lit up as she sprinted toward him, calling out loudly, “Hubby!”
Making sure everyone could hear, she threw herself into Zhou Yuwen’s arms. “Are these for ?” she asked with a bright smile.
“Of course,” Zhou Yuwen replied.
Giggling, she bead up at him, flashing a heart gesture. “Hubby, love you! You’re the best!”
It was almost six o’clock, and with only a few minutes left before the show began, the rehearsal was wrapping up. Zhou Yuwen had managed to get inside with help from Chen Wan, who snuck him in through a side entrance past the crowds already gathering outside.
“Where’s Su Qing?” he asked out of curiosity.
“What, are you still trying to keep ties with her?” Zheng Yanyan asked, her voice tinged with jealousy.
“What are you talking about? I was just asking.”
“She’s over there doing the preview. But I don’t care! Co here, help
and Lu Lin take so pictures. Look, aren’t we both gorgeous?”
Grabbing the bouquet from Zhou Yuwen, she turned to Lu Lin with a smirk. “Look, Lu Lin! My boyfriend got
eleven roses—‘one heart, one mind.’ Isn’t that sweet?”
Zhou Yuwen glanced at the two of them, noting how stunning they both looked in their matching outfits. Tall and stylish, they made quite the pair.
In his mind, he briefly entertained the idea of the two of them together, though he brushed it aside.
He looked at Lu Lin and said with a smile, “You look great today.”
Lu Lin glanced back at him, her expression indifferent. She had resolved not
to expect anything from him. If he already had a real relationship with Zheng Yanyan, he’d likely distance himself from her soon anyway. She might as well save herself the trouble and pull away now.
anwhile, Zheng Yanyan continued to flaunt the flowers.
“Lu Lin, take a picture of
and my boyfriend!” she insisted, grabbing for Lu Lin’s hand.
But Lu Lin pulled her hand away. “Find soone else. I’ve got things to do.”
With that, she turned and left without a backward glance.
Zheng Yanyan was left standing there, stunned. “Wait, what? It’s just a picture. What’s with her?”
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