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Laughter erupted from the phone, a sound like an explosion. Yun Li paused mid-sentence to share the story with Shu Ran, who was sitting in a quiet pavilion on campus.
Just three minutes ago, Shu Ran had pressed Yun Li for details about whether anything had happened between Jiang Shiyu and her on Jiang's birthday the night before. With a sigh, Yun Li admitted that nothing had occurred anyway, so she decided to spill the beans.
Naturally, Shu Ran burst into laughter.
"What’s so funny? If you keep laughing, I’m hanging up!" Yun Li warned.
"I won’t laugh anymore," Shu Ran managed to say between giggles. "But Jiang Shiyu really can hold her own!"
"I think it’s time for a stronger approach," Yun Li suggested.
"What are you talking about? Why do you always think about these things?" Shu Ran replied, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "I’m just looking out for you!"
Yun Li quickly defended herself, "Who’s looking? I’m not talking to you anymore. Bye!" She hung up the phone.
When Yun Li returned to the dormitory, she found Qin Nianchu sitting in a chair, looking dejected.
"Did something happen?" Yun Li asked.
Nianchu shook her head, her eyes shadowed with worry. "No, it’s fine. It was just a misunderstanding."
Yun Li pulled up a chair beside her. "How did you meet that guy?"
"Previously, I went to the university to find Chi Zhi Yu. He was the one who introduced me; we haven’t really met much and aren’t familiar with each other," Nianchu explained. "I only found out yesterday that his name is Jiao Changyang, and he doesn’t get along with Chi Zhi Yu."
"Maybe he overheard me talking with Chi Zhi Yu's roommate and deliberately took my diary to provoke him," she continued. "A few days ago, I went to the university to ask Chi Zhi Yu's roommate to help me take care of my precious diary."
"I didn’t mean any harm; I just wanted to see what it was that Chi Zhi Yu kept so close—something so precious that no one else could touch it." The roommate had refused her request, and Nianchu hadn’t pressed the issue further.
At that time, she didn't know whether it was a diary or something left behind by that girl. She thought that understanding her opponent was the key to victory, and she only wanted to take a quick look at what it was before returning it. Little did she expect that a bad person overheard her.
Although the diary wasn't destroyed, it had suffered considerable damage. Yesterday, she wanted to apologize to Chi Zhi Yu, but he coldly replied, "I don't want to see you again." Those words completely severed whatever little friendship remained between them.
In the end, it was her own doing. Qin Nianchu covered her face and began to cry. "I... I didn't know. I didn't know this was her keepsake. If I had known, I wouldn't have dared to even take a glance."
Yun Li hugged her tightly. "Nianchu, don't blame yourself. This isn't your fault; no one could have predicted this would happen."
Qin Nianchu wiped her tears while sobbing. "This time, I really have to give up on him. That way, I won't cause him any trouble." She cried heartbrokenly for a long time.
However, Qin Nianchu was resilient. After crying so much at first, she returned to her usual carefree and cheerful self after a week. Recently, she had been in close contact with Shu Ran, asking her to introduce more international students.
She wanted to get ahead of the game when it came to high-quality boys. Shu Ran also recommended a few she deemed reliable.
During the summer vacation, their Classical Dance class was set to go abroad for performances, showcasing and promoting Chinese Classical Dance. Usually, Yun Li took the lead in class, so naturally, she would also be in charge of the choreography this time.
Soon enough, they were busy again, leaving no time even on weekends. Everyone complained—who said university life would be easy?
Complaints aside, no one slacked off. At midnight, Jingwu Dance Studio was bustling with activity; the teachers were still working hard, guiding from the front benches.
When Yun Li returned to the dormitory after class, it was already a little past one. Yun Zheng called her and talked about her performance.
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