Chapter 59 – Matchmaker Xu Xiao Jia
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Wen Zhi Shu left.
Qin Yuwen, having been scolded, stayed speechless.
Su Baizhou looked at her, surprised, and said, “Yuwen, I didn’t expect you to know so much.”
“Of course, I’m a well‑known love guru.”
“Is that so?”
Su Baizhou’s expression turned skeptical.
After all, Qin Yuwen was more of a theory master—she read plenty of romance novels but, like Su Baizhou, had no real‑world experience. That’s why Su Baizhou could easily spin her around.
But today’s events gave Su Baizhou a new respect for her.
She didn’t bother to chat at length with Wen Zhi Shu, nor did she want to waste words on irrelevant people.
Qin Yuwen, on the other hand, became her mouthpiece.
Hearing Qin Yuwen’s praise of Luo Ye, a tiny seed of agreement sprouted in Su Baizhou’s mind.
Soon the chef emerged from the kitchen carrying two bowls of noodles.
While slurping her noodles, Qin Yuwen asked, “Baizhou, if you really like the junior, I can play matchmaker.”
Su Baizhou made a strange face.
Qin Yuwen didn’t realize she’d already been matchmaking without even knowing it.
“No need.” Su Baizhou replied coolly.
After the meal, Su Baizhou’s expression lingered in hesitation, as if she were mulling something over. She was already in her third year, with hardly any classes left and no student‑council duties. While everyone else was cramming for graduate exams, she’d already secured a spot. She knew she’d have plenty of free time, yet the thought of having too much free time made her uneasy.
When the meal ended, Su Baizhou took Qin Yuwen to the teachers’ apartments.
Now only Qin Yuwen lived in her dorm, so she often dropped by Su Baizhou’s place to kill boredom.
She knew Luo Ye was Professor Gu Mingxuan’s brother, so seeing his stuff there didn’t shock her.
What did shock her was that Su Baizhou, given her personality, would have immediately asked him to move out if she’d known he could stay there.
In the first weeks of the semester, Su Baizhou had mentioned this, but Professor Gu had said whether Luo Ye could stay depended on her willingness, so she’d left the matter untouched.
Now it seemed Su Baizhou had silently given her consent.
Qin Yuwen thought she no longer knew Su Baizhou at all.
“Baizhou, you actually live under the same roof as a guy? That really surprises me.”
Su Baizhou shrugged, “It’s just a co‑rental. Mixed‑gender co‑rental isn’t that rare nowadays.”
“Mixed‑gender co‑rental isn’t anything, but you’re Su Baizhou—if you’re okay with it, I bet you like him.”
Su Baizhou gave no answer. She’d probably already accepted it in her heart.
Liking someone and being together are different things; if you jump in without preparation, the outcome can be messy. After all, love isn’t just a feeling—you eventually have to act on it, and feelings alone fade.
That night Qin Yuwen stayed over at the teachers’ apartments.
The next morning she opened her eyes, saw Su Baizhou already up, rubbed her eyes, and asked, “You’re out for a morning run again?”
“Yes.”
“Baizhou, I’m not saying you shouldn’t run every day, but you went to bed at 2 a.m. yesterday. You should sleep more.”
“You sleep your own sleep.”
Su Baizhou headed to the bathroom, then out to the track for her run.
But Luo Ye wasn’t on the track today. Since he’d joined the morning‑run crew, this was the first time he missed a session.
For someone not used to a regular run, keeping up with her daily habit was already a feat. Su Baizhou wouldn’t blame him—he was free to choose.
Still, running alone felt a little lonely. She’d always been a solo runner until now.
Just then a message pinged on Su Baizhou’s phone:
Luo Ye: Senior, I overslept today, haha.
She replied with a simple “Hmm.”
Meanwhile in dorm 515, Luo Ye lay on his bed looking miserable as Li Haoyang prepared to head to the track.
“My legs hurt, my arms hurt, my back hurts—everything hurts.”
Li Haoyang laughed, “That’s normal; you’ll feel better in a few days.”
“Coach, help me up, I want to go to the track!” Luo Ye tried to get up.
Every movement sent a wave of soreness through his body.
“If you push through the pain now, you’ll just make it worse. Rest and recover first.”
Li Haoyang slung a sports bag over his shoulder and left the room.
Luo Ye sat there, exhausted, wanting to tell the senior he was unwell, but why bother? He didn’t want her to worry, nor let his struggles affect her.
As Li Haoyang reached the track, he passed Su Baizhou, who was just leaving the field. She glanced back at the boy’s silhouette—her roommate.
“Senior!”
A small voice called out.
Su Baizhou turned; a tiny girl looked up at her.
“Wow, senior, you’re so beautiful!” Xu Xiao Jia exclaimed, unable to hold back.
She’d seen Su Baizhou’s outfit before, when Luo Ye escorted her back to the women’s dorm. She had slipped in to keep Li Haoyang company and, seeing him, decided to say hello. She was simply curious about the type of girl that could win Luo Ye’s heart, and she hadn’t expected her to be so pretty.
“Who are you?” Su Baizhou asked calmly.
“I’m a friend of Luo Ye’s, but don’t get the wrong idea—we just came from the same place, and I’m into his roommate.”
She glanced at Li Haoyang warming up.
Su Baizhou instantly understood.
“You came to keep him company?”
“Yeah, but that i***t never notices me.”
She looked around, couldn’t spot Luo Ye, then said, “Luo Ye isn’t here. Guess Li Haoyang was right—after an intense workout, you feel sore all over the next day.”
Su Baizhou raised an eyebrow. “Intense workout?”
“Yeah, Luo Ye ran ten laps for the sports meet yesterday. He’s really pushing himself.”
Then she asked, “Senior, are you grabbing a bite?”
“Yeah.”
“Come on, Li Haoyang will be running for half an hour, I don’t want to just stand here watching.”
Su Baizhou…
That little girl was surprisingly forward.
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