Chapter Fifty We Are Still Young

  After the ambulance arrived, Wang Xing forcibly took Wang Tao back home, Jiang Xiaoqiao was left at her own home to deal with the aftermath of the scene, I and Fang Wenke and Liang Xue went to the hospital, accompanying Zhao Jun who was in a coma.

  When Wang Yan left, she gave Fang Wenke a French kiss. But she didn't look at me, nor did she say goodbye to me. Perhaps in her eyes, I had already been equated with Jiang Xiaoqiao: a woman who robbed others of their love.

  Wang Ying's sister, Wang Tao, also shouted at Jiang Xiaoqiao before leaving, using derogatory terms such as "slut", "mistress" and "bastard".

  Jiang Xiaoqiao was also used to being called that way. She just slammed the door shut and there was no sound afterwards.

  But Wang Ying's actions were thoroughly calm, she seemed to think that her sister's love being betrayed was not a tricky matter, but rather very ordinary.

  Liang Xue took on the role of caring for Zhao Jun, and it seemed that from the moment he was injured, her eyes could no longer tolerate anyone or anything else. The worry and concern on her face were something I had never seen before.

  Looking at Liang Xue, I suddenly feel that liking someone is really a simple matter. It can be because of a sentence, a back view, or a smile. Just like the first time Liang Xue was moved by Zhao Jun, it was because of his profile during the school's street dance competition.

  I still remember that I initially liked Zhu Yang because of his distant back, and later we met in the high school campus, and my liking for him was unstoppable.

  However, as for how I came to like Fang Wenke, I still haven't found a suitable answer from start to finish. Perhaps it's because of his handsome appearance, perhaps it's because of the meticulous care he showed me, or perhaps it's because he provided me with too much financial and material help. All of these things added up, making it impossible for me to leave his side, as if he were my oxygen tank, without which I would cease to exist.

  When Zhao Jun was carried into the ambulance, Liang Xue did not take Fang Wenke's car, but instead actively chose to get on the ambulance. She said she wanted to take care of Zhao Jun.

  I was driving a private car with Fang Wenke, following an ambulance in front of us.

  Fang Wenke also noticed Liang Xue's abnormal behavior, and while driving, asked me: "Does Liang Xue like Zhao Jun? Why is she being so proactive?"

  "It should be! Just now, when we were in the bedroom, I saw Liang Xue's laptop, and there was a photo of Zhao Jun on the screen. I guess she has liked him for some time." I said to Fang Wenke without any reserve.

  "Isn't Liang Xue and Jiang Yun rivals in love now? Your dorm is too messy!"

  "Don't spout nonsense! If Liang Xue's liking for Zhao Jun is known to Jiang Yun, Jiang Yun will definitely go crazy. She's not a generous girl at all. Her temperament is similar to Wang Tao's, the kind that won't give up until one of them dies."

  "Unless you agree to one thing, I'll immediately tell Jiang Yun this astonishing news and have her fly back from Hunan!" Fang Wenke's face was smiling, but his expression was not humorous at all, instead it looked very serious.

  "What's going on? You need something from me? You're speaking with a fake smile! Not like you at all!" I sensed something was off and asked back.

  "It's really nothing can be hidden from you, so I'll tell you something, don't get angry first." Fang Wenke's expression suddenly became serious, as if he was about to announce the founding of a republic.

  "Speak!" I replied with some trepidation.

  "I... didn't I move your luggage from the trunk of the car to my home this morning?" Fang Wenke paused.

  "Well, then?" I asked immediately.

  "Then I remembered that after you left the hospital, you put your high school diary about Zhu Yang in your luggage," Fang Wenke paused again and continued: "I know we had an unpleasant argument over that diary yesterday, but my curiosity was too strong, so on my way home, I flipped through your diary."

  At this moment, the car was quiet, Fang Wen told his secret, and I was suffering from this secret.

  "After reading the diary, I knew all about your romance with Zhu Yang. At that time, you two were deeply in love, or rather, you used to love Zhu Yang very much." Fang Wenke continued, seeing me remain silent.

  "That's all in the past, isn't it?" I hung my head low, as if in mourning.

  "But every time you see Zhu Yang, you deliberately avoid him, which means you can't let go of him!" Fang Wenke's voice suddenly rose, and even the speed of the car began to accelerate.

  "Weren't you too?! Didn't you also love Sakura with all your might just like me?!" I retorted without leaving any room for him to respond.

  Upon hearing my rebuttal, Fang Wenke's tone suddenly softened again, like a child who had made a mistake, saying: "Sorry, I was just afraid...afraid of losing you."

  "Don't say such useless things, since I chose you, I won't do anything to wrong you. To be honest with you, Zhu Yang has been sending me text messages these past few days, he said he misses me, but I haven't replied to any of them because I know I don't love him anymore."

  Fang Wenke seemed very satisfied with my answer, his expression was like a stone falling from his heart, and then he asked again: "Then you promise me, no matter how Zhu Yang comes back to find you, you will always stand by my side!"

  "I will always stand by your side as long as you stay with me." I turned my head to look at Fang Wenke, hoping he could see the determination in my eyes.

  "Thank you, dear."

  Fang Wenke met my scorching gaze, but immediately returned to his usual nonchalant demeanor, saying with a hint of a smile: "Also, you've been getting too close to Zhao Jun lately, I don't know what people are thinking, they all think you two are a couple, keep your distance from him in the future!"

  "You must be sick! Zhao Jun has helped us so much, and you're not grateful to him. Instead, you're here eating vinegar with me?" I looked at Fang Wenke with disgust, thinking how he could treat his own brother as a romantic rival.

  "I've told you I'm afraid of losing you! You have to listen to me obediently, or else one day if you develop feelings for Zhao Jundong, I'll go crazy!"

  Fang Wen saw Ke's oily and glib appearance, but in his expression, he saw his seriousness and fear.

  I smiled at him with a mixture of understanding and confusion, then shifted my gaze to the window outside the car, amidst the hazy night lights, feeling nostalgic about the fleeting time in recent days.

  I couldn't help but feel that our days were too fulfilling, our emotions too rich, so rich that we didn't have enough time to think about what was right or wrong, and just like that, we grew up in the midst of one hurtful experience after another, without considering the consequences.

  So I also believe more in that sentence: Because of youth, love is reckless; because of youth, love is selfish; because of youth, love is confused.