Chapter 54

  It took some time for Youyou to slowly recover from her fear.

  She hasn't been attending dance classes these days. Teacher Wen specially called to ask about the situation, but she just made excuses and said she was sick.

  She has fallen behind in many of her dance classes.

  The warm sunlight this morning was like a mother's hand caressing, the city's lines became soft under the blue sky. Youyou walked into the bright dressing room with her bag on her back, changing into her training uniform while thinking about asking Du Jiajun to help her catch up on the course progress later.

  As she changed into her dance shoes and sat down on the chair, she heard Du Jiajun and Hua Qizhen discussing something in hushed tones slowly approaching the dressing room, their voices filled with indignation that grew more intense like a sweltering summer heat.

  "I originally wanted to invite him to watch the premiere of the movie on Friday, but he rejected me"

  "What? That guy is also too much! He even dares to reject you? He thinks he's superior just because he's good-looking?"

  "It's not like that... He said he couldn't accept me because before this there was already a girl who confessed to him and he accepted."

  "What a pity..."

  "What a pity! It's my own fault for being stupid and not knowing how to identify people! Do you know who that girl is who confessed to him?"

  "Oh... ah, could it be... won't she? Didn't she send you a message saying she wouldn't compete with you?"

  "No way! He said he met that girl at the bus station, who else could it be?!"

  "Wow, this move is too ruthless! Openly saying not to compete with you, but secretly digging at your corner... It's really a big disappointment, usually she doesn't seem like that!"

  "Know the face but not the heart!"

  Du Jiajun gritted her teeth and cursed, opening the locker room door to find Yu You's gaze wandering over. She was taken aback for a moment, then proudly raised her nose and let out a cold hum, not even giving Yu You a glance as she walked straight to her storage cabinet. When Hua Qizhen passed by Yu You, she also disdainfully gave him a condescending look.

  From the conversation just now, Youyou roughly understood why they were so angry. It should be that Du Jiajun confessed to Cheng Yitian but was rejected, and Cheng Yitian made up a lame excuse about meeting a girl at the bus station. But Cheng Yitian didn't even know he and Du Jiajun were good friends.

  No wonder Du Jiajun was so angry, if she were betrayed by a friend, she would also be heartbroken. Now, in the eyes of her good friends, she must be a hypocritical and sinister person who says one thing but does another.

  Her heart felt extremely uncomfortable, seeing her good friend's cold and contemptuous profile, her heart suddenly sank into darkness, no matter how dazzling the sunlight was, it couldn't save it.

  She sighed sadly, knowing she had to clear up the misunderstanding between them. She mustered up her courage and walked over to Du Jiajun's side, saying in a wronged tone: "Jiajun, you misunderstood me, I didn't confess to Cheng Yitian."

  Really, she has been tormented by the murder case in the old building for days and can't eat or sleep well. How could she care about personal relationships between men and women? She hasn't seen Cheng Xiyue for many days either.

  Youyou really hoped that Du Jiajun could believe her, but the cold expression on Du Jiajun's face was like a long-lasting snowstorm, covering up all the warmth in her eyes. Du Jiajun completely ignored her, treating her as if she were transparent, and walked past her with a chilly demeanor, pulling Huajie Zhen's hand and teasingly saying: "It's really strange, early this morning I heard crows chirping by my ear, it was so annoying! Did you hear it?"

  "Hear that! Haha, that crow is really ugly!"

  Huā Qí Zhēn sneered and opened her mouth to laugh, the corners of her eyes sizing her up as if she were a beggar on the street.

  Youyou's face suddenly turned red and hot, the other girls in the dressing room cast over complex eyes, disdainful, suspicious, cold, she felt that her insignificant self-esteem was already tattered under public gaze.

  Her liveliness and innocence were suffocated in the sorrowful backlight.