"Works of Yè Wēi Lán: Love After Love 0+5=? Chapter 19: Damp Love"

  Not all emotions will slowly fade away like a gentle breeze. Emotions can settle and accumulate. Some emotions, as time passes, will only grow thicker and more intense.

  "Queenie, Queenie!" Early in the morning, Ji Huaning's door was pushed open with great force, and a blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty rushed in, looking desperate: "This time you must help me!"

  "What's up, honey?" Ji Huaning knew it must be Nisha again, causing trouble and looking for him to bail her out. He gave her a flirtatious glance while combing his hair.

  Nisha shuddered, "That, that Jack is here again, right at the dormitory entrance, and he said last time was us cheating him, Chris told him!"

  Ji Hua Ning gritted her teeth: "This Chris! Only knows how to sabotage me from behind!" She made a phone call that woke up Chris, who was still sleeping, and let him think he had encountered a fierce beast: "It's all your fault! Come quickly and get rid of that man!"

  A mysterious and unclear phone call. He covered his head and continued to sleep, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what. Rubbing his head, forget it, might as well go serve that young lady!

  Over the weekend, all four of them had no classes. So under Jack's initiative, Nisha reluctantly followed them on a picnic outing. Nisha was a typical Western beauty, sexy and charming with a full face shape, and had many pursuers. She and Ji Huaning's dormitory doors were opposite each other, and soon became good friends. Ji Huaning would occasionally help her chase away some rotten peach blossoms, but there were also some stubborn ones that wouldn't give up, such as Jack.

  Maybe he should be given a chance to show off. Ji Huaning looked at Jack, with a slight smile on his lips.

  In the complex maze game of the theme park, they deliberately dispersed and when they came out, only Ji Hua Ning and Chris were left.

  "So you're going to help Jack out." He gazed deeply at her, his pale and slender features stirring a sense of sympathy. "I thought you'd help Nisha get rid of him."

  "She said slowly, lowering her eyelids," I just wanted to give him a chance. Whether it succeeds or not depends on him. Being able to get someone's true affection is fortunate, but love cannot be forced."

  "Why don't you give those people who like you a chance?"

  Two people walked on the dimly lit path under the streetlights, with their dormitory just in sight.

  "She smiled softly and said, 'I am different from Nisha.'"

  Chris wanted to ask why again, but felt that Ji Huaning had stopped in his tracks. He looked up and saw a tall figure standing at the entrance of the dormitory building, unable to see clearly.

  "Xiao Lan?" Ji Huaning called out the name uncertainly. The distance was too far, and besides, she couldn't think of how he would appear at her dormitory building entrance no matter what.

  Lin Jinglan slowly walked closer from the dim light, and Chris also saw him clearly: an oriental boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with deep black eyes, white skin without blemishes, extremely handsome.

  The young man whispered softly: "Hua Ning."

  The heart affairs that had been stuck in his throat for a long time finally appeared before his eyes at this moment. Still the familiar eyebrows, gentle and delicate hands and feet. His heart suddenly thumped rapidly, and blood seemed to rush to his face all at once.

  He had a thousand words to say to her, but when it came to his lips, he could only squeeze out two awkward sounds.

  "Xiao Lan? Is that really Xiao Lan?" Ji Huaning obviously still hadn't reacted fully, and rushed over to habitually pinch his face. "Little devil, how did you end up here?"

  His heart beats so fast. He winces slightly with his mouth open, and his heart is full of warmth.

  Participate in the Olympic Math Competition.

  "Chris followed up. "Queenie, your brother?"

  "Not." Lin Jinglan answered hastily and glanced at him - the man who had appeared in Hua Ning's photos. Chris suddenly felt that this gentle-looking young man's gaze was sharp as a knife, and he didn't quite understand why.

  Ji Huaning chuckled and patted his head twice, muttering "good boy, good boy", making Lin Jinglan both annoyed and amused. He pulled down her hand somewhat discontentedly: "I'm not a kid anymore."

  His voice was hoarse and unpleasant to listen to. Ji Hua Ning took a closer look, and indeed, in the two years they hadn't seen each other, he had grown to be almost as tall as her. Stinky little Blue, how dare you grow so fast! But did that mean he dared to speak so boldly? She continued to ruffle his hair: "You're still in your changing voice phase, little devil, and yet you claim you're not a kid anymore? Have you seen that guy over there? At least be like him, then you can be considered grown up. However," she said with a sly smile, "don't learn from him, being tall doesn't mean having good character!"

  What it means is that his character... Chris's face turned black, causing Ji Hua Ning to burst out laughing, while Lin Jing Lan stood aside with a slightly displeased expression.

  Seeing Ji Hua Ning preparing to take Lin Jing Lan back to the dorm, Chris felt some misgivings: "This... isn't quite right, is it?" Although he was only fifteen years old, after all, he was also a man..." "Why not let him go with me instead?"

  Ji Huaning waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's nothing, we've been sleeping in the same bed since childhood." As soon as he said this, the two men beside him turned red and black with rage. "I'll just call out to the dorm manager and say you're my brother."

  Chris watched as Ji Hua Ning and the boy entered the dormitory, his brow furrowed. He couldn't shake off the feeling that the boy's gaze towards Queenie was not ordinary. Even if they said it was a sibling relationship, probably no one would believe it, he thought candidly.

  At night, Ji Huaning slept on the bed, Lin Jinglan lay on the floor, squeezed in her small single dormitory. Although it was impossible to sleep in one bed again, she didn't avoid suspicion at all, and changed clothes just by turning around, thinking he wouldn't see? Or did she think he was still a kid, not a man?

  Ji Huaning changed into her pajamas and couldn't help but laugh at Lin Jinglan, who was sitting on the floor with her eyes tightly closed. "So tense? I have clothes on inside!"

  Lin Jinglan was embarrassed by what she said, her face turned bright red, looking both beautiful and handsome. Ji Huaning tilted his head and stared at him: "It seems that my little Lan has become more handsome... Is everything going well with your classmates at school? Haven't you been bullied again?"

  He shook his head. Unlike in middle school, his grown-up classmates were surprisingly polite and nice to him.

  "She smiled and said: 'That's good. Go to sleep quickly, we still have a competition tomorrow.' After that, she slapped the table lamp and the room fell into darkness."

  "Hua Ning." In an instant, his voice drifted through the dark night and into her ears.

  "I'm not here, I'm asleep." She had a stifled smile.

  "How have you been doing these two years, Hua Ning?"

  "Alright, I'm very happy. Don't I often write letters to you?"

  How often? Only three letters in two years. He silently protested in his heart, "I mean, are you really happy? From the bottom of your heart?"

  Ji Hua Ning understood. He was asking if she had forgotten the pain Jiang Yuan Ying and her parents had given her, or if she was just putting on a brave face. She put away her joking tone: "It's good here. New people, new things, it's easier to forget the past."

  He tensed up, wasn't he also a part of her "past"? He had seen her cry before. "But now that I think about it, it seems like it was very distant." Her words put him at ease. "People are really laughable. No matter how deeply etched in their minds, after a few years they fade away. You say, do all emotions disappear with time like the clear wind?"

  "No, of course...not." He retorted without thinking, "Emotions will settle...some emotions, as time goes by, will accumulate more and more, becoming thicker..."

  Ji Hua Ning's side had no sound, as if she had fallen asleep.

  That little Lan she watched grow up has really grown up a bit... She thought silently with her eyes closed.

  The moonlight poured into the small cottage, Lin Jinglan gazed at the blurry figure on the bed, and his body was covered in layers of sweat. This night, his heart was as moist and turbulent as his body, faintly yearning for something.