Chapter Twelve Whose Surprise

  It's been 48 hours since Fang Wenke and I parted ways two days ago, and in these 48 hours, Fang Wenke hasn't called me once or sent a single text message.

  I actually understand his mindset of releasing the prey he just got, because Zuyang is his buddy, and I am Zuyang's ex-girlfriend.

  An old Chinese saying goes: Brothers are like hands and feet, while women are like clothes.

  I'm like a T-shirt in a small workshop, the clothes are supposed to be thrown away, but the hands and feet must be kept.

  I sit quietly on the bed, it's now 6 o'clock in the afternoon, the sky outside is starting to darken at the boundary, and the night wind has also started its icy raid.

  I looked up at Jiang Yun on the opposite bed, who was knitting a scarf, and suddenly felt that she was the epitome of virtue and elegance. But now it's only October and she's already started knitting scarves, what's going on? Besides, she doesn't even have a boyfriend.

  I opened my computer and logged into Renren desktop, suddenly Ke'er's friend request appeared in my sight, I clicked confirm.

  I thought that after accepting Fang Wenke's friend request, he would send me a private message on Renren to chat with me about something.

  But he didn't, it seems Fang Wenke really left his hands and feet behind, abandoning his clothes.

  Or maybe he's offline now.

  It's like this, I think I and Fang Wenke have already become purely good friends.

  The dormitory door was suddenly kicked open, Jiang Xiaoqiao rushed into the dormitory in a flurry, scolding and panting, pointing at Jiang Yun who was knitting a scarf: "You! Jiang Yun! Hurry up and go downstairs! Downstairs!!!! Quick!"

  Jiang Xiaoqiao's sudden strange behavior scared both me and Jiang Yun stiff, just as we were about to ask what happened, Jiang Xiaoqiao shouted again: "Jiang Yun! Hurry up and go downstairs! There's a boy downstairs using candles to spell out your name!"

  Jiang Yun's face was stiff at this moment, with a childish look, and she dared not believe that she said to Jiang Xiaoqiao: "Is it the same name?"

  "Oh no! Don't be unbelievable! I just asked that boy downstairs! It's you! He asked me to come up and find you! Hurry up! The candles will be blown out by the wind in a moment!"

  Jiang Yun put down the half-finished scarf in her hand and jumped off the bed, her eyes sparkling with excitement that seemed to know who was setting up candles downstairs.

  I put on my slippers and walked towards the window to take a look.

  "Li Weiming! You also hurry up and get down for me! Go watch the excitement!", Jiang Xiaoqiao's another roar scared me into turning my head back and staring at her for a while before I came to.

  I slipped on my slippers and followed Jiang Xiaoqiao and Jiang Yun downstairs.

  The dormitory building of the school has a very large basketball court below it, with a vast space that is indeed a good place for candlelight dating.

  A large crowd gathered downstairs, with loud chatter. I stood side by side with Jiang Yun beside Jiang Xiaoqiao.

  Jiang Yun's cheeks were flushed, and I could almost imagine her heart racing like a deer.

  Seeing this, I recall when Zhu Yang and I were together, he promised me that he would give me a romantic candlelight confession.

  "Hey! Brother! Someone has brought it for you!", Jiang Xiaoqiao's another angry roar lingered in my and Jiang Yun's ears, it can be seen that she was really exceptionally excited tonight.

  At Jiang Xiaoqiao's command, the crowd in front of her instantly fell silent.

  A path slowly opened up in the crowd, and the scene was like opening a gate to happiness, where the candlelight gradually became clearer as people automatically made way.

  In the heart-shaped candle, a tall and shy boy stood in the middle, but as the sky gradually darkened, the boy's appearance was still somewhat blurry, yet somehow familiar.

  The boy's figure slowly moved towards our direction, I quickly turned my head to look at Jiang Yun, but at this moment she had a ferocious expression, her eyebrows tightly furrowed.

  What? Isn't the boy Jiang Yun's sweetheart?

  I quickly refocused my gaze on the boy, but at this moment, the boy was standing in front of me, and we were face to face, our eyes locked.

  The boy is Fang Wenke, which I never thought of.

  "Li Weiming, can I borrow your hand for a few minutes?" House asked, stretching out his right hand towards me.

  Now I'm all confused, isn't this Jiang Yun's confession ceremony?

  Before I could even ask questions, Jiang Yun had already started physically attacking Jiang Xiaoqiao, while shouting: "Jiang Xiaoqiao! You damn bastard! You're making fun of me again! You're cheating me!"

  I've forgotten how I handed it over to Fang Wenke.

  It's just under that warm and gentle light, I want to be the heroine, and indeed I am the heroine.

  In the candlelight, I forgot how many people were watching around me, and also forgot what kind of moving words Fang Wenke said.

  Throughout the whole process, I was just immersed in my own excitement and shyness.

  Of course, I didn't respond to Fang Wenke's sudden pursuit in the end.

  Because I know that love that is too fervent and too hasty burns out more quickly.

  At the end of that blind date, he and I hugged each other amidst the cheers of the crowd.

  In the fragrance of an embrace, Fang Wenke whispered in my ear that he believed in love at first sight. He said he had a premonition that I was his eternal one.

  And I just told him one sentence, wait for me a little longer.