Chapter 77: I’m Not Lonely Anymore
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“Senior Qin, I forgot.” Luo Ye said apologetically.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to treat her; he truly had no time. Lately he’d either been running or going to the faculty dorms to recite knowledge points, and he hadn’t even sent Senior Qin a single message.
“Hmph, fine, I won’t argue with a junior like you.” Qin Yu Wen glanced at Su Bai Zhu. Remembering the last time, she suddenly realized that her good roommate hadn’t resisted a guy’s approach this time, likely because of Luo Ye. Clever—finally Senior Qin discovered a new continent.
She darted her eyes back and forth between Luo Ye and Su Bai Zhu, but since she’s a beauty, the gesture looked more cute than lecherous.
Wang Da Chui kept his head down, eating, glancing at Luo Ye now and then as if he were a stranger.
Soon Su Bai Zhu finished her meal. She gave Luo Ye a neutral glance, then got up to leave. When Su Bai Zhu headed out, Qin Yu Wen followed.
After they left, the diners looked at Luo Ye and Wang Da Chui with admiration, as if they were dragon‑slayers returning triumphantly.
Su Bai Zhu was indeed popular at first, chased by many, but after people got to know her temperament, few still pursue her. When someone is overly outstanding, not many want a romantic connection. Like a celebrity—you can adore them, but it’s hard to imagine dating them. After all, the gap between ordinary folks and stars is huge.
Su Bai Zhu is the same; her aloof aura creates a sense of distance for anyone who sees her. Now people are just curious—if someone like her ever dates, what kind of person could keep up with her? That’s what most guys think.
But the girls see it differently. Opposite to the guys’ admiring gazes, they’re almost all hostile. To them, Su Bai Zhu is a heroine among women—a role model no guy should ever touch.
Luo Ye ate nonchalantly. Feeling the surrounding admiration mixed with murderous intent, Wang Da Chui tugged him out of the cafeteria. Back in the dorm, Wang Da Chui stared at Luo Ye like interrogating a suspect and said gravely, “Tell me, how do you know Qin Yu Wen?”
Having been cornered, Luo Ye could only answer honestly. For example, he has a backer at school… and Qin Yu Wen is a student of his backer’s senior.
After hearing, Wang Da Chui gasped, “You kid, you got in through the back door?”
“What are you saying? You can eat any food you want, but you can’t say whatever you want—I got in on my own merit.”
Seeing Luo Ye’s expression, Wang Da Chui smirked, “Just kidding.”
Then, with a gossip‑filled face, he put an arm around Luo Ye’s shoulder and whispered, “So the mysterious senior you’ve been talking about all this time is actually Senior Qin?”
“What are you talking about? You can eat whatever, but you can’t talk nonsense—I’m clear with Senior Qin.”
Luo Ye repeated his earlier words, leaving Wang Da Chui puzzled.
That was weird—he knew the kid wouldn’t lie, so the mysterious senior was probably not Qin Yu Wen.
But aside from Qin Yu Wen, how could he know any other senior? Maybe a member of the Hanfu club?
Apart from clubs, Luo Ye hadn’t joined the student union, so he rarely met any seniors.
As for Su Bai Zhu, Wang Da Chui ruled her out immediately. How could that be? At the freshman ceremony Luo only sang a duet with Su Bai Zhu and got over‑excited like a kid. If he truly knew Su Bai Zhu, why would he be that thrilled then?
After that, Su Bai Zhu hardly appeared on campus, giving Luo even less chance to know her.
Wang Da Chui thought and thought, still couldn’t figure out who it was, so he gave up.
In the afternoon the two started gaming, and after a while they fell asleep.
The fairy senior didn’t ask Luo Ye to recite knowledge points today, and Luo wasn’t planning to run. Since tomorrow he’d run 3,000 m, Luo decided to take the whole day off and relax.
When he woke up, it was already five p.m. The sounds on the field were loud; the speakers kept blasting music nonstop, super noisy.
Luo Ye sat up in bed; Wang Da Chui was still sleeping in the dorm. The sun was setting, and the sky outside grew dusky.
The dorm was silent, a stark contrast to the outside bustle. A wave of loneliness rose in Luo Ye’s chest. That feeling after a long nap is indescribable.
Luo Ye felt his life had lost meaning. He’d been at Jiang University for almost two months now. His only cousin is abroad for further studies; his roommates have their own lives, busy every day.
The dorm felt emptier, and he’d achieved nothing, learned nothing. Luo Ye hung his head, sitting on the edge of his bed, feeling the void inside, and decided to pull out his phone to scroll short videos to fill the time.
As soon as he opened the short‑video app, an emo anthem started playing on his phone. Big data was watching him; now he felt even more emo.
Suddenly, Luo Ye saw a bunch of unread messages— from Li Hao Yang, Xu Xiao Jia, and his aunt. But his eye landed on the pinned conversation, which also had an unread message. Half an hour ago the fairy senior asked if he was ready for tomorrow’s 3,000 m. Instantly, Luo Ye wasn’t lonely anymore.
Jiang City may be big, but having a senior is enough.
Luo Ye: “Ready. I guarantee I’ll finish the task.”
Fairy senior: “If you’re not in the top three, there’s no reward.”
Luo Ye: [animated emoji: Go for it] “I’ll do my best.”
Fairy senior: “Mm.”
Luo Ye: “You too, senior. You were awesome today, let’s both push tomorrow.”
Fairy senior: “Mm.”
After the chat, Luo Ye checked the other messages. Li Hao Yang asked if he was in the dorm; Luo didn’t have his key. Xu Xiao Jia asked where he’d gone and whether he’d watched the sports meet. Aunt said she missed him and tried a video call, but Luo was asleep and missed it.
Seeing that, he called Aunt back with a video. As soon as it connected, Chen Shao Man’s sigh echoed. “The kid’s grown, his wings are stiff, he won’t pick up Aunt’s calls anymore.” Hearing that, Luo Ye shivered, quickly laughed, “What? Aunt, I was asleep, didn’t hear.” “Don’t explain, explanations are just covers. At three‑four p.m., you told me you were sleeping; I don’t believe it. An Ji, do you believe?” “Woof!” “See? Even An Ji doesn’t believe.”
Luo Ye: …
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