Lu Qingyan was about to enter when he saw Jiang Nanshu.
His cold gaze swept across her face, then he looked at Duan Huaiyu. As if he felt that meeting Jiang Nanshu was somewhat unlucky, he turned around and left.
“Hey? Brother Yan, it’s my treat. Aren’t you going to eat?” Yang Jiashu’s voice rang out.
Upon seeing Jiang Nanshu, he immediately shut his mouth, standing awkwardly in place.
“Aren’t you going to see him?” Duan Huaiyu continued to ask.
Jiang Nanshu hesitated for a few seconds before resigning himself to chasing after him.
Yang Jiashu, seeing this, stopped moving.
He watched Jiang Nanshu run out.
He shook his head and sighed, “A tragic fate, tsk, truly a tragic fate.”
Duan Huaiyu sat by the window, watching Jiang Nanshu’s figure gradually blur.
Jiang Nanshu’s time in his life was short but intense, enough to dazzle him for the rest of his life. However, he was a coward, too cowardly to confess his feelings for her.
Duan Huaiyu poured half a glass of beer into Jiang Nanshu’s glass, raised it to clink with hers, and murmured to himself, “Thank you. May you have a peaceful and happy life, Miss.”
…
“Lu Qingyan, wait for me.”
Jiang Nanshu chased after him, but Lu Qingyan didn’t turn around.
She reached out and grabbed his sleeve. Only then did Lu Qingyan turn around and push her hand away, his tone cold.
“What else do you want to play with me?”
Jiang Nanshu’s gaze fell on the bandage still wrapped around his wrist. She looked up at his pale, handsome face. She didn’t see any dislike in him, but he was indeed very indifferent.
So cold that others would avoid him.
Jiang Nanshu licked her dry lips, forcing an awkward smile. “What are you talking about… Let me explain. What I meant to say that day was, ‘Bear with it, I’ll call an ambulance for you…'”
The more she spoke, the lower her voice grew under Lu Qingyan’s increasingly mocking gaze.
“Am I some kind of despicable person? Jiang Nanshu, isn’t this exactly what you want? Don’t bother me again.”
Jiang Nanshu watched him walk away, standing there with a troubled expression, realizing it wouldn’t work.
Lu Qingyan wasn’t giving her a chance to get close.
Sigh, she’d better go back to her dorm and order takeout.
Jiang Nanshu made a quick decision and left immediately, as it was freezing cold outside.
Jiang Nanshu spent the weekend carefree, eating, drinking, and having fun. Even Yang Jiashu had to admit that she had a great mindset…
On Monday, Jiang Nanshu attended class diligently.
On Tuesday, Jiang Nanshu attended class diligently.
On Wednesday, Jiang Nanshu started slacking off.
On Thursday, Jiang Nanshu went straight to sleep.
By Friday, another week had passed.
She needed to prepare for the final exams in all her subjects.
Jiang Nanshu hadn’t been studying broadcasting properly, and with finals approaching, she was forced to cram, leaving her no time to think about improving the favorability value.
Her only redeeming quality was that she listened to advice.
Everyone told her not to bother him and that she should at least wait until Lu Qingyan was able to face her calmly before explaining things to him slowly.
It would be a waste of her breath for her to explain now.
“Nan Nan, my sister brought me some local specialties from our hometown. Do you want some?”
Hearing Xu Xi’s voice, Jiang Nanshu looked up from her assignment and saw Xu Xi carrying a bag.
She tilted her head slightly and asked, “What delicious food is it?”
“Huangba (a type of steamed rice cake). Have you ever tried it? You can eat it roasted, deep-fried, dipped in sugar, or sprinkled with chili powder!”
“No.” Jiang Nanshu shook her head.
“But I can try.”
“There’s an air fryer in the dorm. You can try it.”
Jiang Nanshu nodded: “Okay.”
She packed up her books and followed Xu Xi.
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