Right after getting dumped, He suddenly learned that his best buddy was the legendary cold-as-ice school beauty. - Chapter 83

Liu Jie shouted: “Rise again! My Yibei!!”

Bang!

The door swung open.

Lu Yibei slid in.

Yes—slid. More precisely, he glided backward in a street-dance shuffle, like the moonwalk, effortlessly sliding across the floor.

And all the while, he was mumbling something under his breath, almost like rapping.

Hao Zhangwen on the bed and Zhao Sun on the floor were both startled—first by Liu Jie’s “summoning ritual,” and then by the perfectly timed entrance of Lu Yibei.

Lu Yibei carried himself with an oddly mysterious aura, his energy almost theatrical.

Zhao Sun shot Liu Jie a look that said, “What the hell did you just summon?”

Liu Jie, baffled, could only shrug—he had no idea!

At first glance, it was Yibei.

A second glance? Still Yibei.

Not only Yibei—but Yibei who was clearly having way too much fun.

“Uh… Brother Yibei…”

Liu Jie quickly asked, eyes on Lu Yibei, who was still humming and twisting into dance poses: “What’s got you this happy?”

“~~”

“When you and Senior Ji…?” Liu Jie pressed, but Lu Yibei’s rap grew louder, and everyone in the dorm could hear it clearly:

“When you face difficulties, fight to the end!
Strike back with your greatest strength before evil thoughts can hit you!
The final victory belongs to the brave self!”

Lu Yibei spun gracefully, elbows bent, forearms crossed over his chest, eyes blazing with determination:

“Flame Dragon Hero! Rising in fire is the power of fireworks!
Infinite power is the Armor of the Fire Dragon!”

—How’s it going? Liu Jie wanted to ask—but he couldn’t help but stand:

“Wind Hawk Hero! Bend and stretch is the strength of the mighty tree, swift as the call, summon the Wind Hawk Armor of Wood!”

His sharp gaze swept Zhao Sun, who rolled up, shrugging his shoulders:

“Black Rhino Hero! Hidden yet roaring, summon the Water Black Rhino Armor!”

Hao Zhangwen, inspired, sat cross-legged on the bed, all reverence:

“Snow Mastiff Hero! He wields both the soft and hard strength of gold!”

Then the four of them sang together with emotion:

“We are~ the heroes of light~
We are~ the armored warriors~
Combined, I face the attack~
We are~ the heroes of light~
Combined, armored, I traverse light and shadow~”

When the song ended, Hao Zhangwen flopped back on the bed, while the other three leaned back in their chairs, expressions of pure satisfaction—like they had entered sage mode.

Silence returned to the dorm.

After a while, Liu Jie remembered something the four armored warriors seemed to have forgotten.

He smacked his thigh:

“Damn it!”

“Damn it!”

Zhao Sun cursed even louder: “Why the hell did you smack my leg?!”

Liu Jie recalled what had been forgotten:

“Yibei! You didn’t come back all night. How’s it going with Senior Campus Beauty Ji…? Hey, talk! Smile, damn it!”

“Ah… can’t help it, can’t help it,” Lu Yibei murmured.

He quickly tucked away his mischievous grin, straightened up, and spoke succinctly:

“Long story short.”

“Then give me the short version! If not, write a 2,000-word Word doc and email it to me!”

“Late-night snack ran late, she stayed out, I returned to the apartment.”

Liu Jie eagerly waited for the rest, but Lu Yibei was done: “…that’s it?”

“You told me to keep it short.”

“Damn it!”

Liu Jie smacked his thigh again. Zhao Sun, anticipating chaos, moved away early, while Liu Jie’s hand slammed the edge of his chair. He howled, then cursed Lu Yibei through the pain:

“You ungrateful brat! I thought the bloodline of our Liu family would continue to thrive… and you didn’t even press the advantage!”

Hao Zhangwen peeked over:

“I say, Yibei…”

He realized Lu Yibei’s three events weren’t contradictory—they could happen simultaneously.

After exchanging a glance with Lu Yibei, he wisely shut his mouth.

Eh, it’s fine. Hao Zhangwen thought.

“But,” Liu Jie said after a moment, “I think Yibei did fine. For long-term progress, maintaining some distance is necessary. Rushing too fast easily turns people off. True to form, just like his father—carries the same charisma!”

He laughed heartily, patting Lu Yibei’s shoulder.

“Exactly,” Zhao Sun said, sitting back down, casting a sharp eye at Liu Jie: “Who knows how to keep a proper distance better than you, Brother Jie? You and Chen Dan were like that a year ago, still like that now—don’t tell me it’ll be the same ten years later? Oh right, you won’t find anyone; Chen Dan did. When she marries, you’ll just get the special invite and witness her love.”

Lu Yibei nudged him:

“I already got Qingqing’s WeChat. Now, you better behave, Brother Jie.”

“Yo yo yo~~ Qingqing already using nicknames? Soon you’ll be sleeping in the same room~”

Liu Jie teased, Lu Yibei remained silent.

Liu Jie thought his little prank had worked perfectly.

In reality, for Lu Yibei, this was past tense—already happened. For Brother Jie, still future tense.

Liu Jie rubbed his nose proudly:

“Don’t worry, I already told Chen Dan last night—we’re hanging out Saturday!”

“Ah, finally seeing some sense in you, Lu Jie.”

Zhao Sun couldn’t help but laugh: “Haha! Looks like the Liu bloodline is thriving!”

“Shut up!”

Hao Zhangwen, intrigued, watched the dynamics unfold.

Lu Yibei and Ji Qingqing were about to become a thing.

Liu Jie and Chen Dan were about to become a thing.

All this indulging only made him healthier:

“Where to go?”

“At first, I had no clue either, Chen Dan suggested it,” Liu Jie said.

Lu Yibei exchanged a look with Zhao Sun.

The future daughter-in-law was reliable—hand-holding guidance on how to court her.

Liu Jie continued:

“She said, ‘If you really can’t decide, let’s go to the library and read together’… So we’re going to the library.”

Lu Yibei stayed silent.

Zhao Sun was speechless.

Hao Zhangwen dumbfounded.

Liu Jie: “What’s wrong with you guys?”

Lu Yibei brainstormed: “Did Chen Dan originally have plans?”

Liu Jie nodded: “Library reading.”

Lu Yibei continued his analysis.

Her words really meant: “I’d go anywhere with you, but since you can’t pick, we’ll settle on the library”—making it the ‘worst-case’ choice.

Faced with countless perfect options, Brother Jie chose the absolute worst. Impressive.

But, looking at the bright side—even the worst option, Chen Dan was happy to have him accompany her.

Truly their designated daughter-in-law.

Lu Yibei sighed and shook his head:

“Brother Jie, I’ll perform a magic trick for you.”

Liu Jie: “You can do magic? When did you learn?”

Lu Yibei leaned close to Liu Jie’s ear:

“After you hear the snap, you’ll forget that you’re a fool.”

With a click,

Liu Jie immediately cursed: “I’m the fool? You’re the fool!”

“The trick worked. He really forgot,” Lu Yibei said to Zhao Sun.

“Indeed,” Zhao Sun nodded.

“Brilliant, brilliant,” Hao Zhangwen added.

“I’m not a fool—!!”

Amid Liu Jie’s roar, the other two couldn’t help but clap for Lu Yibei’s clever magic:

“Impressive, Brother Yibei…”

“Awesome, awesome.”

Meanwhile, Lu Yibei plugged the card reader into his laptop, preparing his work but already thinking about a far more important task:

The confession…

Had to be carefully prepared—and soon.

At least before National Day.

During this year’s combined Mid-Autumn and National Day holiday, he had to return to Jiahe.