“Chu…” The wind lifted her hair, and tears spread across her pale face. “Are you blaming me? Are you angry? I know I’ve always taken warmth and love from you, punishing you with my pain.”
“It’s my fault. Please don’t jump!”
“Now I understand my true feelings. Please give me a chance to be true, okay? I love you. I’ve lost Ji Ran; I can’t lose you too!”
“I like you!”
Everyone was stunned by the declaration, but there was no response. Yu Xiaoying stood frozen, her body ice-cold, as whispers grew louder. Would she not be forgiven? She felt unforgivable.
“Won’t you forgive me?” Her trembling voice echoed. “If you jump, I will too!”
Amidst the crowd, her slender figure stood alone, about to break down.
Suddenly, a familiar voice broke through. “I forgive you!”
“Really?”
Joy filled her entirely. Wait! The voice came not from in front, but from behind.
Yu Xiaoying turned stiffly—
His amber eyes glimmered in the sunlight, a slight smile creeping across his face.
Oh my~~
Yu Xiaoying’s face turned completely red!
She, Yu Xiaoying, had passionately confessed in front of her classmates, unaware that the person she was confessing to stood behind her.
Yu Xiaoying looked in disbelief at the unfamiliar face on the rooftop.
“Why are you wearing Song Chu’s clothes!” she exclaimed, moving dangerously close to the edge.
“I borrowed it from our dorm!” the male student replied, startled.
“Why didn’t you say anything!” she shouted fiercely.
“I… say what?” he stammered, caught off guard by her anger.
“I’m going to die of anger,” she fumed, losing her composure.
As she stepped forward, her left foot slipped into empty air.
“Ah!”
“Be careful!”
In a panic, she grabbed the unfortunate male student as they both lost balance.
Song Chu held onto him too, but he couldn’t support both of them.
“Ah!!”
The three of them fell off the rooftop together.
It’s over—
Song Chu tightly hugged Yu Xiaoying, protecting her from behind as they fell.
Everyone watched, stunned, as the three tumbled down.
Would they die? The height wasn’t low!
What? Why doesn’t it hurt at all? Instead, it feels soft and comfortable.
Yu Xiaoying slowly opened her eyes.
Phew—
They had fallen onto the school’s large inflatable cushion. She had landed on top of Song Chu.
He was still holding her tightly, his warmth comforting her. His eyes sparkled with an unbearable radiance.
Qin Na ran over, pulling the dazed Yu Xiaoying up.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
“I’m fine…”
Song Chu frowned as he stood up with difficulty.
Yu Xiaoying turned and saw his deformed arm.
“Chu! Your arm!!!”
Japan, Geng Dingbang’s villa.
The ground was covered with thick fallen leaves. Xuebuki Zhizi stood on the second-floor balcony, gazing at the person kneeling in the courtyard, and sighed softly.
It was already late autumn, and the wind carried a bone-chilling coldness.
Even more heart-chilling was the person kneeling in the courtyard—Geng Yaoyang.
He knelt straight, his stubborn short hair now longer, black and shiny, flying in the wind. He even looked cool and handsome while kneeling!
But why did he always refuse her? Xuebuki Zhizi’s big eyes misted over, wondering why he was kneeling in front of his father’s room.
Wisps of tea fragrance drifted through the door crack. The old man was surely showing off his tea ceremony to guests again, using the finest Longjing tea. Sharing with Yu, Zhizi, the housekeeper, Wang Mama… only he was left to smell the faint, distant tea fragrance. Geng Yaoyang thought indignantly.
“Yao.”
“Zhizi.” This was the only person Geng Yaoyang now dared not face.
“Am I really that bad?” This was the 101st time asking.
“No.” The 101st time answering.
But…
“Zhizi…” Geng Yaoyang helplessly stood up, realizing he had been kneeling for three hours. He stretched his stiff limbs and looked down at Xuebuki Zhizi, who looked infinitely aggrieved. “Don’t you understand? It’s not that you’re not good, you’re great. You’ll always be my most beloved sister.” He affectionately patted her cheek.
“Sister?” Xuebuki Zhizi bit her lip.
“Even when Father was alive, he called Mother his sister.”
A drop of cold sweat emerged on Geng Yaoyang’s forehead.
“Sibling love and romantic love are different,” he continued patiently.
“What’s the difference? They’re both brother and sister…”
“Romantic love is…” Geng Yaoyang furrowed his brow, struggling to explain this love lesson to someone who was clearly failing.
“What exactly? Is a love idiot going to teach others about romantic love?” Geng Qianyu coolly commented as he approached.
“Brother Yu.” Zhizi ran over, excited to see Geng Qianyu.
“What!” Geng Yaoyang angrily turned to Geng Qianyu, irritation evident.
“Sibling love is feeling happy when you see each other, but romantic love is when your heart pounds and you blush, wanting to smile,” Geng Qianyu explained, looking at the nodding Zhizi and Geng Yaoyang. “Just like how Yao looks at Xiaoying…”
“?”
“Idiot expression!”
Geng Yaoyang’s mouth twitched.
“I understand!” Zhizi exclaimed confidently. “Romantic love is about becoming an idiot!”
Crash~~~!
“Yu Xiaoying’s letter, tsk tsk!” Geng Qianyu laughed mischievously, pulling something from his pocket.
Whoosh——
Geng Qianyu stared blankly at his now-empty hand.
“We’ll settle this another day.” The voice came from far away.
“Brother Qianyu, where are we going to play today!” Xuechu Zhizi’s mind was on eating, drinking, and having fun.
“There’s a Korean restaurant with delicious bibimbap…”
……
“Layers of clouds across ten thousand miles, thousand mountains in winter snow, whose shadow goes?” These were the two lines you asked about last time. Do they have any special meaning?
I’m fine. Take care. I sent you a beautiful red maple leaf from Beijing’s Fragrant Hills.
A maple leaf drifted out of the envelope. Geng Yaoyang picked it up. Hello, everything will be okay.
……
S City.
“Xiaoying!”
As soon as the bell rang, Qin Na ran over nervously.
Song Chu consciously stepped aside. “Have you seen your brother these days?”
“No.” Yu Xiaoying looked at her helplessly. Now her brother always reports to Qin Na first when he returns, truly favoring his girlfriend over his sister.
“Really?” Qin Na frowned and grabbed Yu Xiaoying’s hand tightly. “But I haven’t seen him for several days; I’m worried…”
“Haha, you’re crazy about my brother.” Yu Xiaoying playfully knocked her head. “It’s totally normal not to see him for ten days or half a month.”
“I have a bad feeling.” She sported dark circles under her eyes.
“It won’t happen!” Making others feel anxious. “I’ll call home and ask.”
“Okay!” Qin Na gave her a bear hug.
“Stop… I can’t breathe!”
Song Chu smiled, carrying three schoolbags on his shoulder.
Ring~
Qin Na picked up her phone. “Hello?”
“Na…”
“Junfeng!”
“I’m coming back tonight, meet at MIX, bring Xiaoying and Song Chu.”
“I knew it! I just knew it!”
Qin Na happily hugged Yu Xiaoying, ignoring the “hello” from the other end of the phone.
“Nothing’s wrong, I was just being too sensitive.”
“Uh,” Yu Xiaoying pointed to the still-connected phone.
“Oh!” Qin Na quickly hung up. “I haven’t changed clothes or put on makeup, I’m leaving!”
Watching Qin Na run away, Yu Xiaoying couldn’t help but smile, leaning her head on Song Chu’s shoulder, a few strands of hair brushing across his face.
She slipped her hand into his warm palm.
“They’re such a happy couple!” she said enviously.
Song Chu’s amber eyes met Yu Xiaoying’s gaze, unable to look away.
“Aren’t we happy?”
“You’re asking a strange question.” Yu Xiaoying tilted her head.
Song Chu nervously gripped her shoulders.
