Right after getting dumped, He suddenly learned that his best buddy was the legendary cold-as-ice school beauty. - Chapter 60

Ji Qingqian sent Lu Yibei several messages in a single breath, trying to explain everything.

The last one read:

[Qingqian: I didn’t overthink it, and you shouldn’t either.]

Reading for days, and reading for a moment.

Lu Yibei, with his exceptional reading comprehension, tried to grasp the heroine’s mood.

It felt like this: she had dug a pit intending to let him fall in—but at the last moment, couldn’t bear it, shoved him away, and buried herself instead…?

Lu Yibei was about to reply when the dorm room door swung open.

Liu Jie practically leaped inside.

His eyes landed on the sour and spicy noodles on the table, and he practically wagged his tongue in excitement:

“Yibei~~~”

Meanwhile, Ji Qingqian waited for Lu Yibei’s reply.

She was certain he wouldn’t be upset, but a mistake is still a mistake…

She reread the messages she’d sent, from beginning to end.

And then she noticed the problem.

Sure, she’d mentioned Chu Chu’s situation, but in her anxiousness, her wording had come off far too… serious.

Like she was formally reporting something to him, rather than chatting casually.

Their usual conversations were light and relaxed—she liked that.

Suddenly turning serious, she realized, was awkward—not just for Lu Yibei, but even for herself.

The best solution now was to skip the topic and return to that easygoing vibe.

But finding a topic wasn’t exactly Ji Qingqian’s strong suit.

“Ji Qingqian?” Ma Jiaojiao called.

The four of them were walking toward the cafeteria.

Ji Qingqian lagged slightly behind, her long legs almost tripping over themselves. She was clearly distracted.

“…Ah.” She looked up, hastily keeping pace.

“What’s wrong?” Ma Jiaojiao asked.

“…Nothing.” Ji Qingqian’s eyes stayed glued to her phone.

Ma Jiaojiao wondered silently: could this have something to do with Senior Lu?

Ji Qingqian usually showed little emotion—Ma Jiaojiao had never seen her truly angry, happy, or sad—so it was impossible to guess what had upset her now.

Then, Ji Qingqian received a voice message.

[Lu Yibei: ))3s]

She quickly brought the phone to her ear.

But it wasn’t Lu Yibei’s voice that came through. It was a slightly… teasing male voice.

“Yibei~~ I love you~~”

Immediately, the phone buzzed again with another message:

[Lu Yibei: Feeling smug, huh?]
[Lu Yibei: My roommate just confessed to me too.]

Ji Qingqian: …

She pressed her lips together hard.

Now Ma Jiaojiao understood—this goddess was holding back a smile.

Sigh. Senior Lu truly lived up to his reputation. He could make even this icy beauty light up so easily.

“Senior Lu is so good,” Ji Qingqian thought. He had effortlessly defused the awkwardness she had created.

[Qingqian: My roommate’s prettier than yours.]
[Lu Yibei: …]

Lu Yibei glanced at Liu Jie, who was slurping his noodles messily.

“What?”

Liu Jie licked the broth from his lips.

“Nothing, just appreciating your looks,” Lu Yibei said.

Liu Jie was skinny, but not ugly—fair and delicate. Unfortunately, his aura was overwhelming.

“Finally realized your dad is a handsome guy?” Liu Jie raised his chin, eyes narrowing slyly.

Lu Yibei nodded. “One word: divine craftsmanship.”

Zhao Sun raised a finger. “I’d say ‘lifelike’ fits better.”

Liu Jie: “Your mom!!”

No amount of yelling helped.

Lu Yibei continued messaging Ji Qingqian:

[Lu Yibei: I have General Zhao Sun—he could take down your roommate.]

For looks, Sun was reliable.

[Qingqian: I see he’s a mere opportunist.]
[Lu Yibei: No, Qingqian. My Sun may be many things, but his looks are top-notch.]
[Qingqian: Which one?]
[Lu Yibei: The one who came with me that day—Xiao Nanliang.]
[Lu Yibei: With the braid.]
[Qingqian: That person exists?]
[Lu Yibei: You should remember people’s faces.]
[Qingqian: Too busy looking at you.]

Lu Yibei: …

“Yibei, why are you grinning so creepily?” Liu Jie asked disdainfully.

Lu Yibei quickly suppressed his smile.

“Eating noodles, that’s all. Why look at me? Is there noodles on my face?” he snapped.

“How many people are reading your new book? And you even added more chapters?”

Liu Jie asked. “I wondered why you skipped class suddenly… turns out you were busy writing more chapters.”

Lu Yibei: “No…”

Earlier, Liu Jie had asked why he skipped class. Lu Yibei replied: “On a date with Ji Qingqian.”

Liu Jie sent a middle finger emoji:

“Damn it, you old fox, I don’t believe you.”

Liu Jie almost refused to believe Lu Yibei’s cover story was Ji Qingqian. He was willing to believe Lu Yibei was secretly dating someone—but never her.

Seeing Lu Yibei crouched in front of his computer now, he was convinced his absence was work-related.

“How many extra chapters?” Liu Jie asked.

“Do I write extra chapters for popularity?” Lu Yibei scoffed. “I never bow for money. I write extra purely by mood.”

Liu Jie advised: “Then bow a little. Earn as much as you can while you can.”

Everyone in the dorm knew Lu Yibei’s independent, frugal lifestyle.

Zhao Sun interrupted:

“Don’t listen to him. Writing extra chapters based on mood is just nonsense.”

“How so?” Liu Jie asked.

“If he’s in a good mood, he writes extra. More readers make him happy. You do the math,” Zhao Sun explained.

Liu Jie: “Damn it, that’s just nice-sounding words, right?”

Lu Yibei straightened his back, calm as ever: “A persona has to be maintained.”

…

Meanwhile, Chu Chu, getting her meal in the cafeteria, listened as Ma Jiaojiao recounted the military training she hadn’t witnessed.

One key point: after escorting Chu Chu to the infirmary, it was Lu Yibei who accompanied Ji Qingqian back.

Chu Chu looked at Ji Qingqian in surprise:

“That happened too?”

Ma Jiaojiao asked:

“How did you end up coming back with Senior Lu? How did he know you were taking Chu Chu to the infirmary? You didn’t even have your phone…”

Ji Qingqian had anticipated her roommate’s questions when she let Lu Yibei accompany her. She didn’t mind, answering honestly:

“He checks on me every day because he worries I might collapse from training. When he saw I wasn’t there, he went to the infirmary.”

“…Seriously?”

Ma Jiaojiao was impressed. “I thought he just came to see the goddess.”

Lovers often feel their hearts race just from seeing each other once.

But Senior Lu’s care was deliberate and considerate.

“He’s so thoughtful,” Ma Jiaojiao sighed.

Hearing her roommate praise him, Ji Qingqian raised an eyebrow, prouder than if they had complimented her directly.

She thought for a moment and sent Lu Yibei a message.

[Qingqian: You’re so considerate.]
[Lu Yibei: ??]
[Qingqian: Considerate.]

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