Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

TL: Etude

Cao Guangyu glanced at Jiang Qin, feeling suddenly gloomy, realizing he still hadn’t grasped the essence of Jiang Qin’s character. If the comment made by Jian Chun earlier was directed at him, he would probably have rushed to pay the bill without a second thought. Was the gap between them still so wide?

Quietly, Cao Guangyu took out his phone, pulled out the stylus, and opened his notes. He meticulously recorded Jiang Qin’s actions from that day, planning to analyze them later to see if he could replicate them. He refused to believe that Jiang Qin was born a ‘male god’; this was definitely something that could be developed over time.

“Alright, we’re done eating, let’s head back,” Jiang Qin announced his departure.

“You really don’t want my QQ number?” Jian Chun asked in disbelief.

Jiang Qin glanced at her. “I already have one, with three suns, very dazzling. You keep yours.”

“I’m talking about QQ friends!”

“Go home and sober up.”

Jiang Qin left, and the others from the Finance Class 3 also gradually left the gathering. When they reached the pedestrian overpass, Jiang Qin went to a nearby residential area to return some keys, so he asked the others to go ahead without him.

As his figure disappeared into the night, the people from Finance Class 3 exchanged glances.

“Goodness, he couldn’t possibly be keeping a model in an apartment outside the campus, could he?”

After returning from Uncle Gong’s place, Jiang Qin, cloaked in the night, headed back to the school, walking towards the male dormitory along the college road. With the National Day holiday approaching and the impending short separation, the maple grove was full of couples, either hugging, holding, or sitting together. The evening breeze gently rustled the already yellowing maple leaves, filled with the sounds of passionate kisses.

Just then, the sound of a QQ message notification rang out. Jiang Qin received a friend request from Jian Chun.

Rejected.

Jiang Qin could now find the reject button even with his eyes closed, as he had encountered too many ‘fairies’ like this.

He then continued along the college road, passing by Moonwatch Lake. As he admired the shimmering lake, another friend request came in, this time from Zhuang Chen.

“?”

Zhuang Chen: “Jiang, please add Jian Chun. Otherwise, she won’t be able to sleep tonight.”

After reading this, Jiang Qin smiled and typed a response: “Warm guys come after the dogs.”

Zhuang Chen: “I’ll treat you to breakfast. Just add her this once.”

Jiang Qin emotionlessly typed: “And then we chat and hit it off, our feelings gradually warming, eventually leading to us holding hands, and walking up to you with her asking if I’m handsome?”

“…”

Zhuang Chen: “Impossible. She won’t like someone like you. As soon as you add her, she’ll immediately delete you, and that will make her feel better.”

“Why should I add her then? I don’t care for your breakfast.”

Jiang Qin grumbled and turned off his phone, thinking that men always seemed insecure when facing the girls they liked, yet blindly arrogant about the future.

Damn it, I wouldn’t laugh at you for believing in light, but believing in love, that’s just naive.

Meanwhile, in the fifth-floor hot water room of the girls’ dormitory, Song Qinqin and Jiang Tian were filling their thermos bottles, surrounded by steam. Suddenly, they heard a loud clank nearby, startling them. They turned off the tap and looked around, only to see Jian Chun’s expression dark and brooding.

“Still haven’t gotten over it?”

Jian Chun’s expression was icy cold. “He clearly passed me a note asking for my QQ number. He dares to act but not to admit it.”

Song Qinqin couldn’t help but glance at her. “You must be mistaken. Jiang Qin would never ask for your QQ number. Maybe Cao Guangyu, as he was sitting next to Jiang Qin when the note was passed. Jiang Qin might have just been helping.”

“You don’t believe me either?” Jian Chun felt uncomfortable all over.

“No, it’s because I was once as confident as you, and I ended up getting splashed in the face. Now, seeing you, it’s like looking in a mirror.”

Jian Chun scoffed disdainfully, “Just because he has a Bentley? Qingqing, I’m different from you. My family isn’t poor. Even if Jiang Qin’s family owned the White House, I wouldn’t be impressed.”

“You still know so little about the real face of my idol,” Song Qinqin replied. Just as she finished speaking, her expression choked, and she hurriedly lowered her head, pretending to focus on filling her water bottle. However, she forgot to turn on the tap and waited awkwardly for five seconds before finally turning it on.

On the other side, Jiang Tian seemed to have something to say but then held back, focusing on filling her bottle just like Song Qinqin.

The sudden eerie silence made Jian Chun feel strange, as if she had returned to her high school days when she whispered with her best friend in class and got caught by the sharp gaze of the teacher.

Had the conversation about Jiang Qin ended so abruptly?

Just then, Jian Chun saw a white water cup extend towards the middle tap. A pair of fair, slender hands turned on the tap, and scalding hot water immediately flowed into the cup, accompanied by the sound of water and rising steam.

But what caught Jian Chun’s eyes was not the cup being filled with water but the stunningly beautiful face of the girl filling it. The girl’s features – nose, eyes, mouth – were impeccably delicate, especially ethereal behind the veil of steam.

The girl, dressed in a pink and white nightgown, stood silently, her expressionless face and clear, cold eyes exerting an invisible pressure.

The room fell silent at her presence, the four of them standing at their respective taps, not uttering a word. The scene was quite picturesque.

The girl finished filling her cup quickly, as cups filled faster than thermoses. She screwed on the lid and left the room, instantly reducing the oppressive atmosphere by half.

“Phew…” Song Qinqin patted her chest. “Too risky. Let’s not talk about Jiang Qin in the girls’ dormitory anymore.”

“Mhm,” Jiang Tian nodded in agreement.

Jian Chun blinked in confusion. “Why?”

“Undermining someone’s relationship is disgraceful. If the main girlfriend finds out, there will be bloodshed. My cousin had her face scratched up because of something like this,” Song Qinqin said, seemingly recalling something frightening.

“The main girlfriend?”

“Feng Nanshu, Jiang Qin’s darling. Didn’t you just stare at her for a long time? How does it feel, getting splashed in the face?”

Jian Chun was stunned. By the time she came back to her senses, Song Qinqin and Jiang Tian had already filled their water and were ready to leave. Jian Chun, not bothering to check if her bottle was full, hurriedly followed them.

As she walked back to the dormitory, Jian Chun kept recalling that face, thinking to herself incredulously, “What a joke.”

Meanwhile, in Room 503 of the girls’ dormitory, Feng Nanshu took out her phone and lightly tapped on Jiang Qin’s QQ.

“Jiang Qin, let’s go for a walk.”

“It’s almost eleven. No walk, sleep.”

“But we haven’t walked today.”

“I’ll make it up to you when we go home for the holiday.”

“Okay.”

Feng Nanshu hummed and then turned over to get into bed. Her petite and cute figure, even when lying down, was graceful, with her snow-white feet gently swaying at the end of the bed.

Gao Wenhui, who had just finished eating instant noodles, climbed onto her bed and caught sight of Feng Nanshu. Her eyes lit up at the sight.

Lying there, she couldn’t even lie flat. How on earth did Jiang Qin resist?

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