Can we part without tearful eyes?
And still blush with shy smiles.
Shen Yu looked at the lyrics that Su Qing had written down on paper. Even though Shen Yu had never heard Zhou Yuwen sing this song, just reading the lyrics made her feel it must be a beautiful piece. She beca genuinely curious: *How would Zhou Yuwen sing this song?*
After all, these lyrics were originally penned by the brilliant lyricist Lin Xi, specifically for Faye Wong!
Coincidentally, Shen Yu’s favorite artist was Faye Wong.
Seeing the lyrics, Shen Yu asked with fascination, “Did Zhou Yuwen really write this?”
“Of course. If it wasn’t Zhou Yuwen, would it have been ?” Su Qing said smugly. She knew the song wasn’t released yet. Imagine if she insisted Zhou Yuwen had written it for her—wouldn’t that infuriate Zheng Yanyan?
More importantly, if Zhou Yuwen actually sang this song, he’d be regarded as a true talent, while Su Qing would be seen as a supportive ‘virtuous partner’! That reputation would be thanks to her efforts.
Su Qing relished the thought of Zheng Yanyan’s expression when she heard the song. Yes, it was Zhou Yuwen’s creation!
“Could you sing a bit for ?” Shen Yu’s curiosity deepened.
“I...,” Su Qing hesitated. Singing was not her forte. “I’m tone-deaf.”
“If you want to hear it so badly, just get Zhou Yuwen to sing it. Trust , Shen Yu, this song is amazing!” Su Qing hinted that Shen Yu could be an opportunity.
Shen Yu replied, “Zhou Yuwen isn’t even willing to sing for you. Why would he sing for ?”
“If you really love this song, why not learn it yourself and sing it?” Shen Yu suggested.
Su Qing’s eyes brightened. Yes!
What if, at an upcoming event, she said, “The next song is one my first love wrote for . Because of a past mistake, I lost it. Now, I sing it to hope he’ll co back to .”
Do we reminisce over each other?
Do we keep an unbreakable bond?
Su Qing’s imagination took flight. If this ca true, wouldn’t Zhou Yuwen be touched? And wouldn’t it drive Zheng Yanyan mad!?
Su Qing hugged Shen Yu, exclaiming, “Shen Yu, you’re the best friend ever! Thank you so much!”
With that, Su Qing dashed away.
“Hey, aren’t you supposed to host the next part?”
“Not anymore! Let soone else do it!” Su Qing waved joyfully at Shen Yu as she left.
Su Qing was known for her fleeting interests. Although she wanted to use this song to win back Zhou Yuwen, truly singing it would be a challenge for her. She was tone-deaf, unable to keep a tune, and what she believed to be singing on key sounded like quacking to others.
Whether Su Qing could actually follow through remained uncertain.
anwhile, the earlier incident on stage had drawn so attention. Observant audience mbers noticed the tension between Su Qing and Zheng Yanyan. Rumors spread about what had transpired, making many wonder: *What kind of charm did Zhou Yuwen possess?*
When Zhou Yuwen reappeared backstage, the first person he encountered was Tao Tian.
“Hey, superstar,” Tao Tian greeted playfully.
Zhou Yuwen rolled his eyes. “Senior, are you teasing
too?”
“How could I tease you? You have no idea how many people are envious of you!” Tao Tian said with a teasing smile.
Zhou Yuwen couldn’t help but think Tao Tian looked lovely. Amid the youthful college students, she stood out, wearing a dark gold spaghetti-strap gown that accentuated her figure—slender waist, graceful shoulders, and a swan-like neck—all perfectly balanced in the soft light.
Not finding much else to discuss, Zhou Yuwen asked if there had been any issues with part-ti work today.
“Nope, didn’t you read the ssages I sent?” Tao Tian’s tone had a hint of complaint.
It turned out Tao Tian had shared a lot with Zhou Yuwen when her part-ti job ended. Unfortunately, Zhou Yuwen hadn’t checked any of them.
From her qipao to her casual clothes, even a photo of her nude-colored heels—she’d shared everything.
Zhou Yuwen had found it overwhelming and put his phone on silent mode, missing all her ssages.
He apologized, “I was too busy today and forgot.”
“Busy with what, spending ti with your girlfriend?”
“Not exactly. I was handling logistics with Liu Shuo to manage the school’s express station.” Zhou Yuwen spoke from the back of the auditorium near the hallway, a quieter spot.
“You took over the express station?” Tao Tian looked impressed. It wasn’t a big deal to her, but most guys would enjoy her admiration. Who wouldn’t want an admirer?
“Yes, in partnership with Liu Shuo.”
“Co on, don’t lie. That Liu Shuo is just one of your fanboys,” Tao Tian teased, pouting.
Zhou Yuwen chuckled, “What fanboys? I’m just a junior myself.”
“No, you’re quite capable, you know. The girls in my dorm all admire you. Qu Jing even said she wants to pursue you!”
“Qu Jing?”
“The one with the pencil skirt.”
“Oh, she’s got a nice figure.”
“Hey! Why are you checking her out?”
“What else am I supposed to notice if not her figure?”
Their playful conversation led to shared laughter. Tao Tian added, “So, Qu Jing has a good figure, huh? What about mine?”
Zhou Yuwen replied, “Don’t tease, senior.”
“How would I know otherwise?”
They shared a light laugh, filled with ease. Talking to Tao Tian felt refreshing. Zhou Yuwen modestly attributed the express station to a shared project with Liu Shuo, but Tao Tian insisted, “I know you’re being humble, but the station is really your venture. Don’t worry, I won’t spread it around.”
“But I really admire you. You’re humble and capable,” Tao Tian said, adding quickly, “By admire, I an in a respectful way—don’t misunderstand!”
Zhou Yuwen nodded, “I’m aware. I’m not good enough for you, senior.”
Tao Tian, concerned, started to respond, wanting to reassure him. But Zhou Yuwen’s phone rang.
It was Zheng Yanyan.
“Hubby, where are you?”
“I’m with Senior Tao Tian, chatting in the hallway. Co over.”
After hanging up, Tao Tian asked, “Girlfriend?”
“Yeah.”
“She’s lucky to have such a good boyfriend.”
“No, I’m sure your future boyfriend will be even better.”
“? I’m not holding my breath.”
Tao Tian sighed as she shifted topics. “Did sothing upset you today?”
Zhou Yuwen said he was fine.
“If you ever need to talk, I’m here. I’ll even buy you a drink.”
“Thanks.”
“Zhou Yuwen, we’re friends, right?” Tao Tian’s eyes were sincere.
Zhou Yuwen was puzzled, “Aren’t we already friends?”
They laughed together.
Just then, Zheng Yanyan arrived, asking what they were discussing. Zhou Yuwen said it was nothing important.
Tao Tian invited Zheng Yanyan over but didn’t linger. Before leaving, she reminded Zhou Yuwen, “If anything’s troubling you, I’m here to listen.”
After she left, Zheng Yanyan held Zhou Yuwen’s arm and asked, “What’s been bothering you?”
“Nothing, just the constant argunts between you and Su Qing.”
“You see? Even Senior Tao Tian noticed. You two are giving
headaches,” Zhou Yuwen said.
“I didn’t start anything. It’s always her!” Zheng Yanyan complained, sounding aggrieved.
“Would there have been an issue if you hadn’t gone on stage?”
Zheng Yanyan pouted but didn’t argue, responding softly, “Alright, it’s my fault. Don’t be mad at , okay?”
Zhou Yuwen had sided firmly with her earlier during the clash with Su Qing, so she couldn’t overdo it. Knowing she had to keep the peace, she leaned into Zhou Yuwen affectionately.
“And Su Qing had the nerve to stir things up, saying you wrote her a song? If you ever did write one, it’d be for , wouldn’t it?” Zheng Yanyan playfully nudged him.
“Of course,” Zhou Yuwen said.
“Let’s not talk about her anymore. Let’s check out the bike!” she said, brushing her cheek against his.
“Sure.”
Zheng Yanyan’s restraint that evening surprised Zhou Yuwen. In his past mories, she was the most headstrong girl, heavily influenced by Chang Hao. But now, she seed the easiest to get along with.
All those stereotypes about Beijing girls? Nonsense.
Love had nothing to do with where soone ca from.
Hand in hand, Zheng Yanyan in her JK skirt pulled Zhou Yuwen to see the bicycle.
Su Qing didn’t go back on stage for the remainder of the show. Observant attendees noticed, but it didn’t lead to anything concrete.
Zhou Yuwen and Zheng Yanyan checked out the bicycle backstage. She even climbed on for a short ride, asking Zhou Yuwen to take her for a spin.
Standing at over 183 cm, Zhou Yuwen carried himself well, leading Zheng Yanyan, dressed in a skirt, in what looked like a scene from a movie.
The other perforrs backstage joined them for pictures, snapping a shot with Zheng Yanyan and Zhou Yuwen posing youthfully—Zhou Yuwen standing, Zheng Yanyan seated behind, her long legs touching the ground.
At 8:50, the event concluded.
Students left in droves as the bright stage lights lit up the large auditorium. The Arts Departnt won first prize as expected, bringing glory to the group. First place was nearly guaranteed for them each year.
There were six second-place prizes and eleven third-place ones, ensuring each class received so recognition.
Zhou Yuwen’s class earned a third-place prize, with Chang Hao accepting it on their behalf.
Award winners gathered for photos, including one with both Chang Hao and Zheng Yanyan, though she stood center-stage while he was at the edge.
After the photos, the Arts Departnt mbers celebrated, sharing their trophy. mbers of other departnts ca to offer congratulations.
During the awards ceremony, Zhou Yuwen returned to his seat.
“You disappeared for a while. Where were you?” You Changjin asked.
“Backstage.”
“Lucky guy. Your charm isn’t to be underestimated.”
“Not really. It’s a ss,” Zhou Yuwen admitted, unfiltered with his counselor.
You Changjin chuckled, “So people would kill for that kind of luck.”
Zhou Yuwen smirked.
As the event wrapped up, most classmates had already left. Only Student Council mbers and perforrs remained for more pictures.
Jiang Xinyi approached Zhou Yuwen, asking, “Did you really write that song for her?”
She blinked with innocent curiosity, facing Zhou Yuwen.
Under the now-bright lights, Zhou Yuwen realized how beautiful this young instructor was. He responded, “No, she made that up.”
“Oh,” Jiang Xinyi sounded a bit disappointed.
You Changjin added, “If you did write it, you should’ve told us. I’ve been telling her you’re talented.”
“Sorry to let you down,” Zhou Yuwen joked.
You Changjin playfully patted Zhou Yuwen on the shoulder, and Jiang Xinyi laughed lightly.
Checking the ti, You Changjin said, “Alright, it’s getting late. We’ll head out. Tell Chang Hao that third place is good.”
“Okay.”
With that, You Changjin and Jiang Xinyi left.
At 26, You Changjin had a slightly stocky build, while Jiang Xinyi was slim, dressed in a professional suit with a small Chanel bag slung over her shoulder.
As they left the auditorium, students greeted them, often complinting Jiang Xinyi’s beauty.
Familiar with many, You Changjin felt a sense of pride.
Once the crowd thinned, he asked Jiang Xinyi, “Hungry? Want to grab sothing?”
“Just sothing simple at the cafeteria,” she suggested.
“No way! We only see each other once a week. We need a proper al.”
“No need. I actually like the casserole from your cafeteria. Let’s have that,” Jiang Xinyi said with a smile, hand on her bag.
A bit disheartened, You Changjin felt she was trying to save him money.
Jiang Xinyi had already moved ahead and called back, “What are you standing there for? Didn’t you say we’re eating?”
“Oh, coming.”
He caught up with her.
Although they were a couple, they maintained social boundaries. He wanted to hold her hand, but her formal attire made him hesitate.
In the cafeteria, there weren’t many people. He ordered spicy hot pot for her, loading it with plenty of at.
While waiting, Jiang Xinyi slipped her nylon-clad feet out of her heels to ease the discomfort, massaging her feet slightly.
She wiped her hands with a wet wipe from her bag.
Soon, You Changjin returned with their food.
“I got your favorite corn sausage.”
“Thank you.”
“Why thank ?” he chuckled.
“Just because. After knowing you this long, I appreciate how kind you are,” Jiang Xinyi said in her soft southern accent, sweet and lilting.
“You don’t have to be so formal. We could be more relaxed around each other,” he suggested.
“Mm,” she said, distracted, picking at her rice. “Cafeteria food is so affordable. Outside, a hot pot would be so expensive. How much was this?”
“Yours was eleven, mine nine.”
“Ah, students have it good,” she sighed, pulling out ten yuan and a one-yuan coin from her purse.
“Here, as we agreed, we split the costs evenly during our trial phase.”
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