143: She’s With Me! (1)

She’s With Me! (1)

Right after saying those words, Leng Nuan walked away.2

Watching her departing back, He Tiantian muttered in a lowered tone, "Somehow, I feel that something happened to Nuannuan in the past. She's so resistant to topics about romance."

Jiang Yue: "Yeah. We asked her about it before, remember? But she refused to tell us, and she even got mad about it too."

Shi Yao, who had finally finished her bottle of red tea, looked around for a nearby trash can as she remarked, "If Nuannuan doesn't want to talk about it, we shouldn't pressure her. Everyone has something that they don't want other people to know about. Besides, as friends, we shouldn't gossip about her relationships."

Jiang Yue nodded in agreement, "Un un un, I agree with Yaoyao's words."

He Tiantian: "Then, shall we eat Nuannuan's favorite fried sauce noodles tonight?"

Shi Yao was just earnestly preaching a moment ago, but upon hearing about food, her eyes immediately curled up into beautiful crescents as she nodded vehemently, "Sounds great!"

...

Before they could go for their fried sauce noodle dinner, the class representative delivered a form to their dormitory room, instructing them to sign up for the events in the Sports Meet next month.

As there were simply too many students who skipped the Sports Meet, the class representative even pretended to look pitiful to gain their sympathy, right before emphasizing that each dormitory room had to register for at least four events.

Leng Nuan chose swimming, He Tiantian decided on the long jump, and Jiang Yue opted to join the cheer squad.

Shi Yao planned to participate in her sport of expertise, the high jump, but in order to meet the quota, she could only join the 100-meter dash in Jiang Yue's stead.

After sending off the class representative, Shi Yao and the others quickly made their way to a fried sauce noodle restaurant close to the school. It was roughly a twenty minutes journey.

On their way there, Shi Yao bumped into Qin Yiran again.

This time, she wasn't alone. There were quite a few men by her side, and they were dressed in a fashion reminiscent of delinquents. One of them had a darker skin tone and even had a terrifying tattoo on his arm.

It was only after they were some distance away from Qin Yiran when Jiang Yue dared to speak, "Doesn't Qin Yiran usually look down on such people? Why is she hanging out with them now?"

He Tiantian: "I have no idea, but those men definitely aren't good people. They might be students from our school, but they rarely go to class and spend their days hanging out. In fact, I heard that they usually get into fights with people at the internet café near our school."

Leng Nuan: "Has she given up on herself after what happened on the school forum?"

...

By the time they were done eating their fried sauce noodles, it was already late at night.

He Tiantian and Leng Nuan wanted to head to a nearby supermarket to buy some stuff, Jiang Yue wanted to browse through the latest fashion magazines in the nearby bookstore, and Shi Yao wanted to camp in the school library to do some mock papers.

So, after leaving the restaurant, they chose to part ways.

Just as Shi Yao was approaching the school entrance, she encountered Qin Yiran for the third time.

She was still with those delinquent-like male students. Most likely, they just had their dinner and were on their way towards the internet café.

However, before their group had gone far, Qin Yiran noted Shi Yao's presence and whispered some words into the ear of the tallest man in the group. After which, the group suddenly began walking towards Shi Yao, and a few of them even started making catcalls.

Ignoring them, Shi Yao hastened her footsteps towards the school entrance.

But just as she was about to enter the school, a group of men suddenly blocked her way.

It was the men who were hanging out with Qin Yiran.

Shi Yao moved to the side to avoid them, but the men simply mirrored her action.

Left with no choice, she could only speak up, "Students, may I trouble you to give way?"

pqdm.com