Chapter 13 (1/2)

Chapter 13

Qi Fei came over from the basketball court and took a seat next to Ji Qinyang.

“Did you quarrel with Xie Meng?”

Ji Qinyang looked at him questioningly.

“I rarely see the two of you together lately,” Qi Fei explained. “Also, I can see that you’re not in a good mood.”

Ji Qinyang did not deny it. He had a rare unsmiling expression, and his gaze was very cold.

Qi Fei observed his face and spoke carefully, “There’s no arguments that last overnight between buddies… Just talk about it and it’ll be fine. There’s no point in avoiding it.”

“It’s not what you think it is,” Ji Qinyang was annoyed.

Qi Fei shrugged, “Ok, ok, don’t get angry.” He put his arm around Ji Qinyang’s shoulders, “Let’s go play with pretty girls.”

Of course, Ji Qinyang had no interest in pretty girls.

He was agitated, emotional, but there was no way to vent it. It was like having no matter how many love songs he wrote, how well he sang them, there was no one listening to them.

Han Dong saw that Xie Meng was in a daze, staring at his paper yet he did not write a word. He did not know what he was thinking about, and he called out to him, “Hey.”

“…?” Xie Meng turned to look at him.

Han Dong tapped at his paper, “Are you going to work on it?”

“Mn…” Xie Meng smiled wryly. “I got distracted.”

Han Dong snorted, “Don’t tell me you’re still thinking about Lin Weixin. This may sound ugly, but you’ll see a person’s true face when you’re in difficulties. In junior high, you were a good pair, a golden couple, but what sort of attitude did she have when that happened to you?”

Xie Meng was awkward, “I’m not thinking about her.”

Han Dong smiled, shrugging it off. “In this training, who doesn’t know that everyday, Lin Weixin is writing a love letter for you, and waiting for you after class to walk home with you? Let me advise you, you clear it up as soon as possible if you want to do so.”

“I know.” Xie Meng turned the paper over and quickly listed out the formulae. “I’ll find a time and make it clear to her.”

When the second class in the afternoon ended, Yin Luoxue came to the entrance of Class 3. Qi Fei saw her and nudged at Ji Qinyang.

Unlike other girls, Yin Luoxue’s beauty was very flashy. Even the skirt of her school uniform was deliberately shortened to reveal her long, fair legs.

Thinking about it, Ji Qinyang might have really liked her back in junior high. However, after their breakup, their relationship was very calm. There was no nostalgia, no hostility, and no so-called sadness, and they just simply did not want to have any more entanglements with each other.

With the whoops from some of the boys, Ji Qinyang left for the field with her.

“How long have we not spoken?” Yin Luoxue looked at him with a smile.

“I don’t remember,” Ji Qinyang spoke with little interest.

Yin Luoxue did not get angry. “You’re still the same, completely heartless.”

Ji Qinyang was noncommittal. They continued walking along, and he impatiently spoke up, “Why are you looking for me?”

Yin Luoxue went straight to the point, “I want to ask you for a song. Singing those few songs over and over in the bar, the customers would get bored. Our band knows about you, and later on, when people ask, we’ll tell them it’s your song.”

Ji Qinyang did not reject her, only asking, “Did you bring your earphones?”

Yin Luoxue grumbled, “Don’t you have a pair… Can’t I borrow it?” She took her earphones out.

Ji Qinyang tossed his MP3 player over to her. “Pick a song yourself.”

Yin Luoxue listened to the songs for a while, her expression gradually changing. Her eyes widened, and she looked at Ji Qinyang with some astonishment, “You have a person you like?”

Ji Qinyang cocked his brow. “What’s so strange about that?”

“No… I mean…” Yin Luoxue’s expression was complex. She was silent for a moment, then smiled sadly, “I just thought how when we were together, you didn’t write me a love song.”

Ji Qinyang did not speak, and some time passed before he spoke lightly, “He doesn’t like me.”

“… Pfft!” Yin Luoxue rocked back and forth with laughter, wiping the tears from her eyes. “Can I say that you deserve it?”

Ji Qinyang shot her a side-eye glare, his expression a little ugly.

“There’s actually someone that you can like so much.” Yin Luoxue was a little envious. She sighed, “I really want to know who it is.”

Ji Qinyang curled his lips, speaking coldly, “Why do I have to tell you?”

Yin Luoxue thought he was joking.

Ji Qinyang smiled lazily, “Didn’t you always say that I’m heartless? Want to know what it’ll be like when I really like someone?”

Yin Luoxue opened her mouth, “You…”

Ji Qinyang thought about it carefully, “It’s like this.”

Yin Luoxue, “…”

“I want to be with him, I want to kiss him, and I want to write him endless love songs.” Ji Qinyang was calm. “I want the entire world to not know about him, and I’ll be the only one.”

Xie Meng had asked Maitreya to borrow the key to the library. Although this was very spineless of him, he was using revising for the Olympiad as an excuse for avoiding Ji Qinyang.

In the morning, there were barely any students in the library. Xie Meng was distracted after looking at a few questions. He attempted to work on them several times, but could not take it in, and so he gave up.

He moved a stepladder over, planning to look for other books on the highest shelf. While sitting on the top of the ladder flipping through the books, he heard Ji Qinyang’s voice. “What are you looking at?”

“!” The book in Xie Meng’s hand fell to the ground.

Ji Qinyang raised his brow, then stooped down and picked it up.

“Homosexual Psychology.” Ji Qinyang looked at the cover and laughed. “Why are you looking at this?”

Xie Meng had a poker face. “What are you doing here.”

“I skipped class.”

Xie Meng frowned disapprovingly.

Ji Qinyang replied with an air of indifference, “It’s Chinese, so it doesn’t matter if I skip it. Also,” He looked up at Xie Meng. “How would I be able to find you if I don’t skip classes?”

Xie Meng, “…”