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"You, who are you?"
I looked at him excitedly,
watching him reach out to ruffle my hair, gently saying:
"Yingying, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, but I haven't broken my promise."
It's him, it really is him. I've always thought this was a dream, but at this moment, I finally felt it was real.
"Why did you pretend not to know me before?"
I complained unconsciously.
"I'm sorry, Yingying, I still can't explain it to you. Just believe me, this is the real world, and you are Xue Ying. I can't always be with you right now. Although this guy is useless and doesn't even dare to say he likes you, for now, he can only take my place to protect you."
"What do you mean?"
Before I could ask more, he left.
But at least I knew he was there.
"Xue Ying, Xue Ying, what's wrong with you?"
Ji Xuanmo asked as he noticed me staring blankly at him.
"Nothing?"
"Are you unhappy?"
He sensed the change in my mood.
"Nothing, just thinking about a friend."
"I see, then he must be very important to you."
At that moment, I was lost in my own world and didn't notice that Xuanmo's tone had already crossed the boundary of friendship.
If I had turned around then, I would have seen the dimming light in his gaze.
But at that time, I didn't notice.
"Yes, he's a very important friend to me."
On the way back, we didn't talk much; I didn't know what to say.
After meeting Xuanmo, I really couldn't see them as the same person. I knew it wasn't fair to him, but I truly didn't know how to face the completely unfamiliar Xuanmo. I wasn't very good at interacting with people.
As a result, I didn't notice it that night, and later when Military Training got busy, I also overlooked him. It wasn't until Guo Guo asked me about him that I realized I hadn't seen him for more than half a month. However, I really didn't have the position to seek him out; the person I knew might not appear again, and now, I truly didn't know how to interact with him.
Guo Guo looked at me curiously and murmured, "It shouldn't be like this. Based on my years of watching idol dramas, even if I haven't eaten pork, I've seen pigs run. The last time he looked at you, he definitely had feelings for you! How could he hold back for so long without contacting you?"
Suddenly she remembered something and asked, "What exactly happened that night at the supermarket? Tell me the truth."
I was taken aback by her question. What did happen? Besides that incident—no, I recalled Xuanmo's expression at that time. No, why would he care about those words? Could it be that he really liked me? But we had only just met a few days ago.
I didn't quite understand the psychology of teenage boys. It seemed unlikely that someone could develop feelings so easily. Could it be that she had a crush on the former Xue Ying? That was the only explanation.
I nodded in agreement but felt somewhat unhappy inside; after all, no one wants to be someone else's substitute, even if that person might be oneself.
"You’re overthinking it; we didn’t have anything going on—just friends. Besides, with Military Training being so busy, why would he come looking for me?" I said.
"Okay, okay, you make some valid points," Guo Guo teased.
At that moment, I didn’t even realize how sour my tone sounded.
Later on, my college life continued in a routine manner. Just as I said, I didn’t want to be someone else's substitute; he surely felt the same way. I knew I couldn't view him as an independent person; I always had a filter when it came to him, and that was fine.
But where could it be as simple as I imagined? How could we, who are in the same department, not meet? I joined the voice acting club at the beginning of the semester and took on the role of the female lead's voice actor. Previously, we hadn't started recording because the male lead's voice actor had not been decided yet, and also due to Military Training.
Now that Military Training has ended for a month, I've heard that the male lead's voice actor has been confirmed. So, I received a message asking me to go to the recording studio. I just didn't expect the world to be so small; my male lead turned out to be him.
He greeted me in a very official manner, and I did the same. Since he wanted to act as if we didn't know each other, I naturally couldn't embarrass him. We proceeded with the recording step by step, without any questions or scenarios like those in idol dramas. It felt like I was hammering a piece of cotton—neither here nor there.
I didn't even know why; clearly, it was him whom I had distanced myself from, yet here I was being so sentimental. That day, after finishing the recording as usual, I was preparing to head back to my dormitory when suddenly someone pulled me behind a wall.
I looked at the boy in front of me. He had pulled me over, yet at this moment, he looked even more pitiful than I did, with tears welling up in his eyes. Help! My brain can't handle this situation. What is going on?
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