You didn’t accept my confession, why are you crying because I changed my mind? Chapter 38 - Little Girl, Let’s See Where You Can Run

Chapter 38: Little Girl, Let’s See Where You Can Run

After leaving the food street and entering the university gate in Shangjing, Jiang Zhou sighed as he recalled what had just happened.

That act back there, he had played it way too well.

And now, he had given Chu Yuwei yet another reason to like him even more.

Being a heartthrob was exhausting.

He reached into his pocket for a cigarette, only to find the box empty.

In his past life, Jiang Zhou had developed a strong smoking habit due to work.

Especially when thinking, he’d unconsciously light one up.

Right before that firecracker accident in the sewer that led to his accidental transmigration, he had actually begun trying to quit smoking. He and Feng Siruo were planning to have a child.

But before he could make any real progress, the accident happened.

“This life… I need to quit for real.”

Jiang Zhou bought a new pack and was about to light one when two familiar figures appeared at the entrance of Hualian Supermarket.

One of them was Ding Yue.

The other was Feng Siruo, the girl who’d been avoiding him for a whole week!

Ever since he ca clean and said he wanted to pursue her, this girl hadn’t even shown up for the performance rehearsals.

He hadn’t seen even her shadow in a week.

And now, finally, she had walked right into his net!

Just as the two girls exited the supermarket, Jiang Zhou blocked Feng Siruo against the wall.

“You’ve been dodging all week, but I finally caught you!

“Still think you can hide from , huh?”

Feng Siruo shrank into herself in a panic, looking like a scared little rabbit.

She wasn’t wearing a mask today, so her blushing cheeks were clearly visible.

The scene looked exactly like the last ti in the hallway outside the rehearsal room.

The big bad wolf had stretched out its claws and caught the little bunny who didn’t escape in ti.

She trembled, too stunned to speak.

Ding Yue, seeing this, widened her eyes in shock.

She didn’t know the two already knew each other.

She thought Jiang Zhou was being a creep.

“Jiang Zhou, you… don’t be a perv! I’m calling for help!”

Jiang Zhou turned to her. “I’m talking to my wife. That’s being a perv?”

“Who’s your wife? Don’t think you can bully her just ‘cause she’s quiet!” Ding Yue glared at him, then turned to Feng Siruo. “Siruo, don’t be scared. His na’s Jiang Zhou. He’s in our class.”

Feng Siruo’s cheeks were scarlet. “I know…”

“Huh? How do you know?”

“He ca to the dance academy to find before.”

Ding Yue looked at Jiang Zhou in disbelief. “You really went?”

Jiang Zhou raised his brows. “Why wouldn’t I? What if my wife ran away?”

“You’re shaless! Do you call every girl ‘wife’?”

“Nonsense. Have I ever called you ‘wife’?”

Ding Yue paused, thought about it, and realized, “No… wait, is it because I’m too fierce?”

Jiang Zhou scoffed. “You’re even more full of yourself than Chu Yuwei.”

“Whatever! Either way, you’re not allowed to bully Siruo!”

Feng Siro nodded. “Don’t bully …”

Jiang Zhou pinched her cheek. “Why haven’t you been going to rehearsal?”

“Because you’re there. I’m scared.”

“I’m that scary?”

She peeked up at him seriously and nodded.

I an, who wouldn’t be scared of so stranger jumping out and calling them ‘wife’?

If Jiang Zhou hadn’t been relatively respectful, she might’ve even considered dropping out.

“I’ll give you one more chance. Say it again.”

Feng Siruo bit her lip but stayed silent.

Jiang Zhou turned to Ding Yue. “You head back. I’ll walk her to the dorm later.”

“No way! Dream on!”

“If you don’t go, I’ll tell everyone you’ve got a thing going on with Xu Haodong from your dorm.”

Ding Yue’s face turned pale. “You— you— you liar! I don’t even know him!”

Jiang Zhou narrowed his eyes and grinned. “Doesn’t matter. If people believe it, your dating life is over.”

“No, no, no! You can’t spread rumors like that!”

“Then head back and leave my wife to .”

“No! I can’t leave Siruo alone with you. You’re dangerous!”

“Then I’m spreading the rumor now.”

Jiang Zhou pulled out his phone and pretended to type in the class group chat.

At that mont, Feng Siruo tugged at his sleeve. “Don’t bully her…”

“Okay, then co walk with .”

“Don’t bully either…”

“As long as you don’t run off again, I won’t bully you or her.”

She tilted her head, seriously thinking it over. “Okay, fine.”

“Sirio! Don’t believe a word a guy says, they’re all liars!” Ding Yue warned.

Jiang Zhou looked at her. “Wow, you really like Xu Haodong, huh?”

Ding Yue glared. “Shut up! I’m leaving!”

“Mhm. I believe you have nothing going on with Xu Haodong.”

“Jerk!”

Ding Yue looked at Feng Siruo one last ti. “Don’t go too far, okay? Just stay nearby.”

Feng Siruo nodded as she watched her leave.

Now, standing near the narrow alley beside the supermarket, the two faced each other quietly.

It felt like they had returned to their past lives.

“Did you eat lunch?”

“I-I did…”

Jiang Zhou looked at her. “From now on, wait for at the rehearsal room every day, alright?”

She shrank a bit. “No way… I’m scared of you…”

“I’m not a monster!”

“But you’re… trying to date …”

Jiang Zhou couldn’t help but laugh. “Then just say no. I’m not gonna force you.”

She was quiet for a bit, then whispered, “Then… promise not to bully .”

“Can’t do that. I can’t control myself.”

“Then I’m not going to the rehearsal room…”

Jiang Zhou pulled out his phone and held it up to her ear.

She flinched, unsure what he was doing.

But before she could move away, a gentle piano lody started playing.

Wind rustled faintly in the background.

Two voices intertwined — separating, then overlapping again.

Then a warm, gentle voice sang, “I was once lost in the vastness of the world, and indulged in its dreamlike whispers…

…

“The evening breeze brushed your silvering hair, smoothing over the scars left by mory…”

…

“I returned my youth to her, along with the sumr echoed through my fingertips…”

Jiang Zhou pulled the phone back. “I got soone from the music college to do the instruntal. I recorded a demo too. Like it?”

Feng Siro nodded. “Mm… it’s nice.”

“I’ve been walking by the rehearsal room every afternoon just to play it for you. But you kept hiding.”

“Then… I won’t hide next ti.”

Jiang Zhou smiled. “Turn on your phone’s Bluetooth. I’ll send it to you.”

“Okay.”

Feng Siruo pulled out a Nokia N97 from her pocket.

It had launched in June this year and cost 2,300 yuan.

Right now, it was the most expensive phone in the dostic market for entertainnt phones.

Jiang Zhou’s phone, by contrast, was a Nokia 5230, priced at 899.

It looked almost the sa as the N97 but cost less than half.

“Bluetooth on?”

“Y-yeah… it’s on.”