Right after getting dumped, He suddenly learned that his best buddy was the legendary cold-as-ice school beauty. - Chapter 91

[A-Jie: All Chen Dan’s fault for insisting on going to Qiantang Gate.]

[A-Jie: Otherwise I would’ve helped you save face.]

[A-Jie: I’m here to assist you.jpg]

[YibeiNorth: ?]

[A-Jie: Look at Ji Xuemei… no, my daughter-in-law is just stunningly beautiful, a real goddess.]

[A-Jie: If Chen Dan gets a closer look, then back in the dorm she’ll spread the love story of us everywhere.]

[A-Jie: Won’t that sci-fi plot make Zhou Zhou hormonally imbalanced??]

[YibeiNorth: …]

Lu Jie was being so filial—it actually moved Lu Yibei to tears.

His heart raced, his hands trembling, as he typed into the chat:

[YibeiNorth: Mind your own business!]

[YibeiNorth: How are you even at West Lake? Weren’t you supposed to be at the library?]

[A-Jie: Chen Dan is tricky. We agreed to go to the library, but less than an hour in, she said she was hungry and wanted to eat out.]

[A-Jie: I was thinking of just buying something for her at school.]

[A-Jie: But it’s raining, and she didn’t bring an umbrella.]

[YibeiNorth: …]

[A-Jie: Should we change the meeting spot?]

[A-Jie: Let Chen Dan get a better impression of my daughter-in-law, so the dorm gossip will be even more interesting.]

[YibeiNorth: Mind your own business!!]

“Your roommate?” Ji Qingqing asked.

“Mm, the dumbest one. I’d advise you not to say hi if you see him—intelligence is contagious,” Lu Yibei sighed. “Seriously made my… brain hurt.”

“Want me to massage it?” she offered.

If he could enjoy some hero-service from her, then Lu Jie had at least done one good thing…

Then Lu Jie sent another message.

[A-Jie: Disaster! Chen Dan won’t reply to me.]

Lu Yibei: …

More than his own comfort, he cared about his son’s happiness first.

“Just wait a bit,” he told Ji Qingqing.

[YibeiNorth: What’s wrong with you now?]

[A-Jie: Nothing! I’m just saying how gorgeous Ji Xuemei is, how great her personality is…]

[A-Jie: Laying the groundwork for you.]

Lu Yibei stared at the words on the screen.

He wished he could astral project into Lu Jie’s side and grab him by the collar for a punch.

Yes, Ji Qingqing was indeed beautiful, and yes, her personality was wonderful—he should compliment her…

But when you’re with a girl, you talk about another girl’s beauty?

…Even if true, what does that have to do with you?!

[YibeiNorth: Idiot.]

[YibeiNorth: Bian Que triple attack.jpg]

Hopeless. Just wait for your demise, farewell.

…But he couldn’t resist. He picked up his phone and sent another message.

[YibeiNorth: Stop praising Ji Xuemei. Start praising me.]

[A-Jie: ?]

[YibeiNorth: Just say I’m handsome, handsomer than you, way more handsome.]

[A-Jie: I can’t say something so against my conscience.]

[A-Jie: Why would I inflate your ego and diminish my own glory?]

[YibeiNorth: Then wait for Chen Dan to delete you as a friend.]

[A-Jie: Fine fine, I’ll praise you.]

A while later:

[A-Jie: Lo Bei, you’re right, it actually works.]

[YibeiNorth: Keep marveling. Osmanthus flowers smell so good; most visitors to Hangzhou are drawn to them.]

[A-Jie: What do osmanthus flowers have to do with it?]

[A-Jie: Saying it now, saying it now.]

[YibeiNorth: Keep talking about how beautiful the osmanthus rain is.]

[A-Jie: Ok ok.]

[YibeiNorth: Lastly, say that the golden phoenix leaves falling aren’t eye-catching, but still beautiful.]

[A-Jie: Wait… what?]

[A-Jie: Lo Bei, Chen Dan laughed.]

[A-Jie: Awesome!!]

[YibeiNorth: Don’t mention me and Ji Xuemei again, not even immortals could save you.]

[A-Jie: Got it.]

Whether he truly understood or not…

Lu Yibei couldn’t help but pout. What a fool…

When dating a girl, the focus should be the girl herself—yet he managed to create this whole mess.

He called it a sci-fi movie… but really, it was more sci-fi that Chen Dan actually enjoyed dealing with such an idiot.

He was about to slip his phone back into his pocket when he noticed Ji Qingqing staring at him without blinking.

Lu Yibei: …

When dating a girl, the focus should be on the girl herself… didn’t he just scold Lu Jie for doing the same?

…And ended up ignoring the heroine?

Lu Yibei hesitated: “Uh…”

Ji Qingqing’s face lit up knowingly:

“Pretty good.”

“…Huh?”

“You really know how to sweet-talk someone.”

“…No.”

“Is this the legendary ‘Dormitory Strategist’? Am I the Osmanthus Rain?”

Lu Yibei: …

“Will you trick me like this in the future?”

“I’m not tricking you…”

He smiled humbly: “At most, it’s just… coaxing.”

“Fair enough.”

Ji Qingqing leaned slightly forward, straightened up again, hands behind her back, eyes twinkling with slyness: “If I get mad, would you coax me like this too?”

“I’ll take care of whoever makes the heroine angry.”

“And if it’s you?”

“I won’t make you angry.”

She nodded lightly, then asked:

“So… are you coaxing me right now?”

Lu Yibei thought for a moment, then asked softly:

“So… are you angry now?”

The boy’s nervousness made Ji Qingqing turn away, stifling a giggle, then calmly face him again: “Nope.”

“Since you’re not angry, there’s no need to coax you,” Lu Yibei said.

She nodded in agreement:

“Logical, reasonable, I’ll give you full marks.”

Lu Yibei exhaled in relief: “Thank heavens.”

“Though your posture during questioning was a bit off.”

Ji Qingqing, slightly displeased, grabbed his hand again: “Do you really need to be so nervous? Am I that scary?”

Her hand was cool and soft at first, then warm like jade.

“No… where’s the nervousness?”

Lu Yibei shook his head repeatedly: “Not nervous, not nervous…”

…His hair was wet…

He pinched his bangs lightly.

…Oh, right, it was raining. How could such a Q&A make him sweat otherwise?

Lu Yibei reopened the umbrella, sheltering the heroine.

She released his hand but hooked her arm through his.

The rain had picked up.

“Let’s find somewhere to wait it out,” he said.

“Mm.”

They found a tea bar.

Though called a tea bar, it sold milk tea, coffee, and traditional tea—celebrating cultural diversity.

They ordered casually and sat down.

Lu Yibei yawned.

“Didn’t sleep well?” Ji Qingqing asked.

“No,” he shook his head. “Work… stayed up a bit late yesterday.”

“…Oh.”

She didn’t think much of it: “I’ve been having a lot of dreams lately too.”

“Dreaming of what?” he asked.

“The sea.”

“You’ve been listening to too much white-noise ocean waves before, huh?” he laughed. “Try something else next time.”

“Mm.”

She nodded, then thought for a moment before continuing: “Actually, before exams, I used to dream of the sea a lot too.”

“…Really?”

“Because Jiangsu and Zhejiang are coastal provinces,” she said with a soft smile. Perhaps it was her lingering thoughts of this place that surfaced in her dreams.

Lu Yibei suddenly asked:

“Heroine… have you ever seen the sea?”