Chapter 49 Extra (Si Luo Chen Er)

  Extra (Si Luo Chen Er)

  I'm not good at communicating because I feel like no one will understand me.

  Because I knew from a very young age that neither the world nor my family would change because of one idea or sentence of mine.

  I once held that Romeo and Juliet and flipped through it again and again, for which I even wrote a long after-reading essay.

  My sister laughed at me after seeing it: "At such a young age, you're already daydreaming about romance."

  But she who said this sentence is also very young, yet seems to understand a lot.

  "Don't you think such feelings are touching, sister?"

  "What does a fourteen-year-old Romeo and Juliet know?" My sister laughed: "They understand love, but it's Shakespeare."

  My sister's words awakened me.

  It also shattered my fantasy of the fairy tale world. Those pure emotions were just the product of the author's pen, their thoughts and souls were given by the author, using such a shape to outline each childlike truth, it was really deceiving people's emotions.

  Since then, I no longer read fairy tales and never like to share my feelings with others because I'm afraid of getting hurt again.

  Until I met Xiang Qian Tong.

  When I realized my feelings for her, I was scared and couldn't sleep for the first time.

  In the dark of night at three o'clock, at the bottom of the water, quietly breathing, closing my eyes, I can see Xiang Qian Tong smiling, or her studying seriously. My body slowly sinks in every inch of fresh thoughts.

  Immersed in her every word, every laugh.

  Suddenly, I sat up, turned on the desk lamp, and started writing with my notebook. Because I'm not good at expressing myself... I didn't know I had so much to say, I gripped my pen tightly and wrote quickly in my diary, eager to capture every moment, even the fleeting trembles.

  Before I knew it, I had already written one page.

  "Lu Chen, isn't it late for you to be up?" The voice behind me broke my train of thought, and I had actually forgotten that I was still in the dormitory. There were also Xiang Qian Tong, Lu Hui, and Wang Shao Ke here with me.

  I closed the book with the fastest speed and said softly: "Suddenly can't sleep thinking of writing something, disturbing you?"

  Qian Tong shook her head and sat down on my bed with a gentle movement: "No, I also can't sleep. Want to go out for a walk?"

  "Want to go for a walk?"

  She smiled and nodded "uh-huh".

  At this moment, I couldn't fall asleep at all. Every time I closed my eyes, it was her. Now she's sitting right in front of me, how could I refuse? I nodded in agreement, and the two of us quietly took our coats and walked out the door.

  In the long and narrow corridor, she skillfully led me out of the dormitory and onto the quiet campus lawn.

  She stretched out her arms and took a deep breath: "The air is freshest at this time."

  I just smiled and didn't speak, gazing straight at her back, I asked myself: since when has my eyes only had one person's shadow? Since when can my ears only hear one person's voice?

  I shook my head.

  I have no idea at all!

  This feeling is like a dense forest that has been waiting for rain, and suddenly welcomes a spring shower. The green grass and leaves sprout one by one, uncontrollably, and before you realize it, you have already fallen deeply into it, unable to extricate yourself.

  Many years later, I still remember the figure of Qian Tong under the night sky.

  I've had enough of those girls who are supposed to be university students but have the cunning of society, I've had enough of them playing with other people's youth with their own brains, that's why I cherish that day even more, under the night sky, Xiang Qian Tong's sparkling eyes and smile were so pure and lovely.

  I remember the second half of my sophomore year, another warm and cozy afternoon. She and I bought two bottles of water and sat down on the lawn, closing our eyes to enjoy the sunbathing.

  "Lu Hui and Shao Ke had a fight today." Although it's a serious matter, the way she says it makes it sound like a joke.

  "Sha Ge found fault with you, and you also deserved it." I leaned against her and took a sip of water. The dazzling sunlight made my eyes narrow into a slit.

  "I'm envious of her. Just because of Lu Hui's one sentence, she can actually link so many things to prove that she likes the senior." She said with a smile and continued: "I didn't expect Lu Hui to really like the senior, usually she's always fierce, but in that instant I thought it was hilarious."

  It feels so comfortable to be sunbathed, I lay down on the lawn and said calmly: "Lu Hui likes Shuai Sheng, anyone with a little bit of insight can see that." My right arm covered my eyes as I spoke.

  "You... you also know?"

  Although I closed my eyes, listening to her tone of voice, I can imagine the look on her face that she doesn't understand, and she must be thinking that what I meant was that she is not meticulous.

  I curled up the corner of my mouth and smiled: "Yes, from the first time Lu Hui saw her senior, I knew."

  The people around me haven't spoken for a long time, I raised my arm, and my eyes slightly opened to see her staring at me intently. My heart suddenly skipped a beat: "What's she looking at me for?"

  "I wonder why I can't see?"

  "I smiled and said frankly: 'That's because you've never liked anyone before, so it's normal to have a blind spot.'"

  Who would have thought that she turned her eyes and stared straight at me, making me feel hot on my face. "What?" I asked curiously.

  "Lu Chen, do you have someone you like?" This question was asked directly, but it left me at a loss for words. I just felt amused, thinking that this pit was one I had dug myself, so naturally I should be the one to fill it. Suppressing the turmoil in my heart, I explained what I meant: "I mean, you've never considered romantic feelings before. I asked you about it some time ago, and you said that if possible, you'd rather not have someone you like... With thoughts like that, it's normal that I wouldn't be able to tell."

  It's clear that Xiang Qian Tong thought seriously for a moment before saying, "It's not like I haven't considered it, I've thought about it too."

  "Huh?" This remark made me very curious, what kind of person would you like? Never thought that Qian Tong would also consider these things, I thought her brain was only filled with professional courses.

  I rested my hands behind my head, narrowed my eyes and looked at her, waiting for her answer.

  Even if you have nothing to do with me at all.

  "It's hard to put into words, but at least it feels better."

  This answer left me stunned at first, and then I couldn't help but burst out laughing. Only an emotional idiot like her would say something like this. If you don't even have the most basic feelings, where does the talk of emotions come from? This is what they call having considered it, I really overestimated Qian Tong's view on emotions.

  She must have been deeply hurt by her experiences from childhood to adulthood, so she deliberately avoids emotional involvement.

  I admit it, I understand everything.

  "You laugh at me!"

  I closed my eyes and ignored her, but she took a dog tail grass from somewhere in her hand and kept sweeping it back and forth on my face, saying with an unpleasant tone: "What I said was wrong, isn't emotion like this?"

  My face itched and I furrowed my brow, grasping her hand in mine, with a hint of a smile on the corner of my mouth, but didn't answer her immediately.

  Squinting my eyes to gaze at the azure sky, there is a large piece of cotton candy-like clouds, transformed into a seahorse by an artist darting across the sky. Not far away, there is also a heart-shaped white cloud, reflected under the blue sky, it's really beautiful.

  Lost in thought, apparently the people around him were unhappy.

  I puckered up and savored the taste: "Where did I laugh at you? I clearly think what you said makes a lot of sense!"

  I knew my words didn't satisfy her, she wriggled out of my grasp, hugged her knees and pouted: "Then tell me... what kind of person do you like?"

  "Me?" The topic turned back again unexpectedly.

  "Yes, take a look and see what's different from mine."

  I can feel her relentless pursuit of this matter, it seems that if I don't say something, there's no way to avoid this topic.

  Helpless, my gaze fell on her, sweeping over her delicate features and those eyes that were always serious. The corner of my mouth twitched as I said, "The person I like... not only must they look good but also have a rich inner world, at the very least giving me that 'just thinking about it makes me smile' feeling. Of course, most importantly, I just like them..."

  Unexpectedly, she heard her humming with laughter.

  "This time I'm curious: 'What are you laughing at?'"

  "Lu Chen, from the moment I met you, I've told you all my secrets. On our first meeting, I even told you about my parents and my transfer, didn't I?"

  I didn't understand why she suddenly said this, and I responded with a murmur of acknowledgement.

  She saw me nodding and continued: "But you're not willing to tell me anything. Take what you just said, apart from having a few more words than me, everything else is equivalent to nothing, and yet you ask me why I'm laughing... it's laughable, isn't it?" She looked down at me with an air of discontent.

  "I didn't have any secrets to begin with!" I curved the corners of my mouth to the maximum, looking at her with an innocent face, and lightly coughed twice: "Does Qian Tong know what poem this is? The sound of bells and drums, jade cups are not precious, but I wish to be drunk forever and never wake up. Since ancient times, all sages have been lonely, only drinkers leave their names behind. Does this young lady want to go drink a couple of cups?" I skillfully diverted the topic, because I knew she liked Li Bai.

  Who would have thought that she would pout and hum: "One must enjoy life to the fullest, don't let the golden cup be empty in front of the moon. Heaven has given me talent, it will surely be useful, even if I spend all my money, it will come back again. Roasting sheep and slaughtering cows is also a pleasure, we should drink three hundred cups at once. Mr. Cen, Dan Qiu, please pour wine, don't stop! Let's sing a song together, please lean in and listen to me. How could I not know that pouring wine is my favorite thing?!

  "Does Qian Tong really like Li Bai that much?"

  She raised an eyebrow and nodded: "Yeah, if I were born in that era, I would definitely chase after him!"

  I blurted out: "So you like a drunkard, or rather a pale-faced scholar."

  "What drunkard, what white face?" She was clearly displeased.

  I stretched out on the lawn, with my arms under my head, and said with a phrase my sister once told me: "Li Bai never loved anyone in his life, his lover is just the moon in my eyes. So I was thinking... the name of the person he likes must have the word 'moon', that's why he always asks the wine to the moon, so... whoever chases him is useless, you might as well give up!"

  Qian Tong must have thought I was mocking her, and she snorted: "You think too much, I feel that liking someone doesn't need so many reasons, if you like them then you just do."

  "I agree!"

  After saying that to Qian Tong, she seemed to think of something and raised an eyebrow, saying: "Don't change the subject... everyone has secrets, how can you not have any?"

  I didn't expect her to be so troublesome today. I let out a soft sigh, turned my head away, and really didn't want to face those captivating peach blossom eyes of hers.

  "You're my only friend, how could I cheat you? So... whether you believe it or not is up to you."

  There are some secrets that will never let you know, so I didn't cheat on you.

  The author has something to say: Originally I wanted to release the extras continuously, but I still want to wait a bit, at least until Qian Tong and Luo Chen meet.

  There will be two more updates today, and the story will continue tomorrow.

  I will speed up the story as soon as possible.

  Fist bump.