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The night enveloped his figure, and the scattered lights around him cast a faint glow, devoid of warmth.
Shang Beibei approached, reaching out to take his hand, but he shook her off. His gaze lifted, and the anger within him erupted. "Get lost."
Shang Beibei was taken aback and stepped back, her face pale. "Jiang Shiyu, what’s with your attitude?"
A chilling aura radiated from him, and though his Peach Blossom Eyes were usually gentle and affectionate, they were now frosted with coldness and hostility.
Jiang Shiyu said nothing and walked away, too lazy to utter another word.
He left Shang Beibei standing there in anger. She had only felt sad for one night; by the next morning, she resumed her routine of early practice, attending classes, eating meals, and rehearsing. It seemed as if she hadn’t been affected at all.
Qin Nianchu and Chen Jin Xiu were somewhat worried about her. In just a few short days since her return, she had once again become a source of comfort in the eyes of their teachers.
She rejected all social activities, spending more time at Wu Fang than in her dormitory. She was always the last to leave at night and the first to arrive in the morning. Everyone watched her state as if she were under a spell.
With such a heavy training load, it was only a matter of time before she wore herself out.
Qin Nianchu and Chen Jin Xiu felt that this couldn’t go on any longer.
On the weekend, they forcibly dragged her out of Wu Fang to let off some steam. They went to the largest and most bustling bar in Beijing, where the music was deafening and traditional beats stimulated their eardrums. Many men and women danced wildly on the floor while others indulged at their tables in drunken revelry. Chen Jin Xiu and Qin Nianchu brought along many friends.
At first, Yun refused to join them, saying she wanted to go back, but before long, she found herself drinking a little without realizing it.
Would getting drunk make her feel better inside? With that thought in mind, she kept downing one drink after another.
Soon enough, she pulled Qin Nianchu and Chen Jin Xiu into the dance floor, letting loose in a frenzy. She squinted her eyes at the dazzling lights and vibrant atmosphere around her, feeling as if she were in a dreamlike state.
Here, she could vent freely and indulge without restraint; she could reveal her true self.
She didn’t know how much she had drunk; all she knew was that her lips never stopped moving, finishing one glass only to fill it again.
Qin Nianchu was excited, and Yun was caught up in the moment as well. Still somewhat aware, Qin Nianchu called Qin Nianzhe, but there was no answer on the other end.
In a private club, Qin Nianzhe was in a fight with Jiang Shiyu. Jiang Shiyu didn’t retaliate, and the others stepped back, afraid to intervene. His lip was split, oozing blood, and his forehead was slightly swollen; he had also taken a punch to the cheekbone.
Qin Nianzhe was furious. Jiang Shiyu rarely returned to the dormitory, making him hard to find; he preferred to drink and have fun here. Enraged, Qin Nianzhe lashed out, but seeing Jiang Shiyu's nearly lifeless state made him lose his strength for a moment. He lowered his fist and released Jiang Shiyu's collar. Jiang Shiyu leaned back against the sofa, slowly straightening up and wiping the blood from his lip with his thumb.
He tugged at the corner of his mouth; the sting intensified but felt oddly exhilarating. "Why stop? Keep going!" he urged.
Qin Nianzhe calmed down and looked at him. "Are you in trouble?"
Jiang Shiyu propped himself up, adopting a carefree, roguish demeanor. "What in this world could possibly trouble me? The heavens bend to my will. Next time, I might just fight back."
Xu Jiaxing and Zhang Yu rushed over, each grabbing hold of one of them. "Can’t you two talk it out? Why resort to fighting?" Xu Jiaxing said.
Jiang Shiyu glanced at him with indifference. "I didn't throw a punch."
Qin Nianzhe's phone vibrated for a long time before finally falling silent, which felt particularly noticeable now. He pulled it out to check and answered, "Hello! Where are you? It’s so noisy!"
"Are you at the bar with Yun? How could you dare take her there when her alcohol tolerance is so low?" Qin Nianzhe shouted.
Hearing Yun's name caused a shift in Jiang Shiyu's laid-back demeanor; he frowned slightly, his eyes darkening.
"Wait," Qin Nianzhe said before turning back to Jiang Shiyu. "Yun is drunk at the bar."
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