Right after getting dumped, He suddenly learned that his best buddy was the legendary cold-as-ice school beauty. - Chapter 38

Lu Yibei stared at the message from Heroine Ji Qingqian.

He grinned foolishly.

Today’s dose of mischief was done—pure satisfaction.

In the dorm, the other three guys were still obsessing over the campus beauty vote… or more precisely, over the freshman heroine, Ji Qingqian.

“How should I put it… I think I get how Brother Jie felt now,” Hao Zhangwen said.

“…Mm.”

Zhao Sun nodded in sympathy.

Lu Yibei raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“You didn’t even ask for her WeChat? Laobei, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!” Fatty Hao couldn’t understand.

Lu Yibei: …

Zhao Sun continued, “She stood at the East Gate for so long. So many guys went up to talk to her, and she picked you, Laobei… just like I said, right? As long as you’re not gaming, most girls will like you. Opportunities were raining down, and you dodged every single one? Where was this agility when you were shooting?”

Lu Yibei: …

Liu Jie looked on in despair: “That’s why I’m so frustrated! Seize the moment, Laobei!”

Lu Yibei: …

“There’s even a class listed on her profile.”

Fatty Hao advised: “Alright, then after this, we go stake her out with Laobei. Good food is never too late.”

“Yeah, better late than never,” Zhao Sun nodded.

“Computer… hmm? Which class? Laobei, which class did Monkey Bro teach again? Isn’t it this one?”

Of course, Zhao Sun had caught him in a blind spot.

Lu Yibei could only nod silently.

He thought Zhao Sun would realize that his visit to that class was a cover for getting closer to the heroine—but Zhao Sun’s imagination was wild:

“You went over there and didn’t even ask for her WeChat? Laobei, when did you get so shy??”

“…It’s not like that.”

“Could it be that Zhou Zhou’s trick got to you? I’m really worried about you…” Zhao Sun said, eyes full of concern.

“Female phobia?” Fatty Hao asked.

Liu Jie looked at him seriously: “Back in the day, Laobei, asking for a WeChat with your social skills would’ve been easy. What’s stopping you?”

Lu Yibei took a deep breath.

Damn it. He had been trying to interact with them as a normal person, and all he got was suspicion. Fine, fine—he’d reveal the truth.

“Alright, I admit it. I do have her contact… but it’s not WeChat, it’s QQ. We’ve been chatting recently, even had a meal together. Don’t worry.”

“Nonsense!”

Liu Jie raised his voice: “Don’t think I don’t know. The person talking to Laobei has the default penguin avatar. What girl uses that?”

Lu Yibei wanted to say exactly—what girl would?

If Ji Qingqian hadn’t been such a unique character, he’d never have realized she was a girl after three years.

“I’ll ask for a photo to prove it,” Lu Yibei muttered.

He sent a message to Ji Qingqian.

[YibeiNorth: Heroine, can you send me a selfie?]
[YibeiNorth: Urgent]

“Not the same as the one on her public account, I won’t admit it,” Liu Jie said.

“Of course it’s different,” Lu Yibei replied.

Almost immediately, a reply came.

[Ji Qingqian: image.jpg]

Lu Yibei quickly opened it. He was about to comment—

But when the image loaded, he fell silent.

The photo didn’t show her face. Instead, it was a pair of beautiful legs—long, straight, supple thighs flowing into perfectly pale feet. Stunningly elegant…

From his observations over the past few days, there was no doubt—these were Ji Qingqian’s legs.

Photo or selfie aside…

[Ji Qingqian: Use it sparingly.]
[Ji Qingqian: Tell me when you’re done.]

Lu Yibei: …

Why did the word “use” coming from her mouth feel so weird?!

Liu Jie glanced at Lu Yibei’s expression:

“What’s wrong? Did she send it? Let me see…”

“Hell no, go play somewhere else, kid!”

Lu Yibei quickly dimmed the screen. Was this something to just show them?

Ignoring the skeptical looks from the three guys behind him, he opened the balcony door.

Then he relit the screen, eyes twitching, staring at those long, snowy legs.

Long press… Save?

Two little voices seemed to argue in his head.

One said: “You’re drooling over her legs, you pervert!”

The other said: “Yeah… I am a pervert.”

He made his decision.

Save.

…Yeah, at least I’m honest.

Lu Yibei praised himself.

He glanced at the distant view from the balcony, then sent another message to Ji Qingqian.

[YibeiNorth: Want to go for a walk?]
[Ji Qingqian: Already used it up so soon?]
[YibeiNorth: Climb!]

Of course, the “walk” was just to prove his innocence.

…Though there was a tiny part of him that just wanted to see her.

A tiny part.

He told himself.

[YibeiNorth: If you’re tired, forget it. We can go another time.]
[Ji Qingqian: Tired.]
[Ji Qingqian: But I’m kind, so I’ll reluctantly walk with you.]
[Ji Qingqian: Are you coming to me, or should I come to you?]
[YibeiNorth: I’ll come.]
[YibeiNorth: With your popularity, Heroine, if you stand in the boys’ dorm, everyone will be asking for your contact info.]
[Ji Qingqian: And no one will ask if you come to the girls’ dorm?]
[YibeiNorth: They will.]
[YibeiNorth: But my feelings are cold. I’m a ruthless rejection machine.]
[Ji Qingqian: You better be.]
[YibeiNorth: Coming downstairs, sister.]
[Ji Qingqian: ?]
[Ji Qingqian: You’re already here?]
[YibeiNorth: Yep!]
[Ji Qingqian: …You really are fast.]

Lu Yibei pressed the brim of his cap.

Sure, he hadn’t walked slowly—but somehow, “fast” coming from the heroine didn’t sound like a good thing.

After arranging the walk, he ignored Jie Ge’s noisy complaints.

He recalled something his mother, Lu Zhaoxi, had told him: Don’t fall into a “prove yourself” trap.

And his mind cleared…

“Abbei.”

A crisp voice made him look up. A bottle of water was tossed toward him.

He caught it. Ji Qingqian stood with her hands behind her back.

He smiled lightly: “Shall we go?”

She hopped down the steps gracefully. Just as she reached his side, he used his cap to cover her head.

Ji Qingqian: ?

“Heroine, with your fame, better to disguise yourself a bit. Don’t want rumors hurting your reputation,” Lu Yibei said.

“What reputation?” she pouted.

“Fine. Actually, the sun hasn’t fully set. Don’t want you to get sunburned,” he said.

“Much better…”

She adjusted the strap of the oversized male cap. Then she remembered something:

“Oh right, I haven’t washed my hair today. Sweaty and gross…”

“…Then I’ll take it!”

“I won’t~”