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Campus Heartthrob
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Introduction
"Yam! Is Shen Xingye looking for you?"
My best friend Jiang Rong was shaking me hard while I was staring at that couple in the corner.
"What Shen Xingye?"
Jiang Rong handed me her phone: "It's the one who sells Egg Fried Rice at the school gate, Campus Heartthrob Shen Xingye. He's been going crazy looking for you."
"Ah?" I was stunned as I took it.
On the confession wall, Shen Xingye posted: [I'm looking for a girl who often eats Egg Fried Rice at the school gate. I don't know her department, I don't know her class, I just know she's a girl with a small mole above her left eyebrow.]
In the comments section, classmates were posting photos of their encounters with Shen Xingye around the school.
Cafeteria, classroom building, playground, even Senior Huang's hangout had been searched by him.
[What did that girl do to make Shen Xingye so anxious? I've never seen him like this before.]
[Laughing to death, I just passed by the classroom building and saw him using Senior Huang to wipe a shared bike...]
[Feeling sorry for giegie, he used to ride in a Maybach, now he can only ride a shared bike.]
[Stop talking, my heart is broken. Why do I feel like my crush has a crush?]
Considering that I indeed have a small mole above my left eyebrow...
Could it be that the Greedy Girl he mentioned is me?
The story goes back two months.
Two months ago, rumors spread around the school that Shen Xingye's family went bankrupt.
His over twenty-thousand-dollar Supreme jacket turned into an ordinary baseball shirt, and the diamond earrings that used to dangle from his earlobes were replaced by cheap knockoffs. The rich second-generation kids who used to follow him around no longer surrounded him.
Even when Jiang Rong and I went to buy milk tea at the west gate of the school, we saw him setting up a stall selling Egg Fried Rice.
He must have felt very lost.
I understand that feeling of suddenly falling from grace all too well.
When my dad's investment failed, I went from being a carefree little princess to struggling just to make ends meet; it took me a long time to accept it.
I immediately pulled Jiang Rong and ordered two servings of Egg Fried Rice.
Shen Xingye responded with a soft "mm," as he started frying eggs.
At 188 cm tall, he stood still with his back straight, focused on the egg pancake on the stove, his long eyelashes drooping down like butterfly wings fluttering.
Even when asking others if they wanted sausage added, that air of nobility around him remained undiminished.
Because he was so handsome, his customer flow in the first month was still quite good.
But by the second month, there were hardly any left.
The reason was simple: Shen Xingye's Egg Fried Rice...
It was terrible!
It was so bad that every time he asked me if I wanted to add anything else, I would say no.
After all, adding anything to it would be an insult to the ingredients.
Buying it was my conscience, but not adding any ingredients was my bottom line.
Yet for some reason, every time I paid, Shen Xingye would look at me with pity.
Today was supposed to be the 31st day of me supporting his business.
But Jiang Rong said she wanted to take me to a newly opened Cold Noodle Shop for a taste, so I didn’t go to Shen Xingye’s place.
Little did I expect that the shop was opened by my ex-boyfriend, Qin Heng.
Taking advantage of Jiang Rong going to the restroom, Qin Heng sent away the woman beside him and personally brought over a fruit platter, gently saying, “Yuyu, long time no see.”
I chuckled dryly, feeling that even the food had lost its flavor.
Back when my family went bankrupt, Qin Heng didn’t hesitate to break up with me.
I foolishly went to find him and saw him hugging a wealthy woman who was twenty years older than him, laughing and chatting.
That fawning smile was utterly disgusting.
From then on, I locked my heart away and didn’t date anyone for over a year.
I pulled Jiang Rong to another table to continue eating.
No matter what, since I paid, I had to finish it.
Who knew Qin Heng wouldn’t give up and came over again, sizing me up: “Did you dress up just to see me?”
Who goes out with friends without dressing up?
I forced a laugh: “Could you please keep your distance? You smell like trash when you get too close.”
Qin Heng seemed unfazed: “Don’t mess around, Yuyu. I know you still can’t let go of me.”
No way; there’s always a limit to delusion.
I pointed at the woman not far away: “Aren’t you worried about your Sponsor seeing you and losing your job?”
“As long as she doesn’t see me, it’s fine.” Qin Heng leaned in closer, drawing circles on the table with his finger. “Yuyu, I still love you. You’ve seen it; now I’ve opened my own shop. If you need money, I can give you ten thousand a month as long as you sleep with me…”
“Sleep with your mom!” I couldn’t take it anymore and stood up, gathering all my strength to slap him.
“You really are like a toad chasing after a frog—ugly and shameless.”
He was stunned by my slap, sitting on the ground in disbelief as he looked at me.
It took me a while to recover: "Lin Yu, how did you become so violent?!"
I chuckled.
The old Lin Yu, who would easily cry in front of creditors, was gone.
Now I am Niohuru Lin Yu!
I picked up the bowl of noodles and flipped it over onto his head: "Don't you love me? Let love ease the pain."
I swung my arm and slapped him again.
But I knew I couldn't beat an adult man. After having my fun, I grabbed Jiang Rong, who had just returned, and ran out.
Qin Heng took a while to remember to chase after me. He cursed and prepared to block me at the door.
But before his hand could touch my clothes, someone burst in and grabbed me first.
Shen Xingye?
Qin Heng muttered under his breath, "Brother, don't interfere. Just hand this girl over to me."
As he said this, he came forward to grab me but was pushed back down by Shen Xingye's chest.
Shen Xingye coldly glanced at him: "My person, how dare you take her?"
I was stunned.
What does he mean by "my person"?
Qin Heng wanted to come at me again but was stopped by Shen Xingye's fist.
Shen Xingye was a head taller than him; with a gentle push, Qin Heng spun around on the spot.
After struggling for two seconds and being intimidated by Shen Xingye's aura, Qin Heng could only curse as he ran away.
Jiang Rong gently tugged at my sleeve: "What does he mean by 'my person'? Yuyu, what did you do? Why does Shen Xingye look like he's furious because of you?"
Can I say... I don't know either?
I moved my wrist that Shen Xingye was holding: "Thank you, classmate. You can let go of me now."
But Shen Xingye didn't move; he slowly turned his head.
His narrow starry eyes looked at me and then at the sign behind me.
His expression shifted from shock to confusion and then to heartbreak.
"What's this? Did he also add two eggs for you?"
Half an hour later, Jiang Rong was taken away by her childhood friend for treatment.
Shen Xingye and I returned to school together, feeling nothing but gratitude in my heart.
Because I had been checking in too frequently, I suddenly didn't go, and Shen Xingye was worried that something had happened to me, which is why he searched for me everywhere.
It's a testament to how much an outdated vendor cares about returning customers. He really makes me want to cry.
I hurriedly apologized to him, "I'm sorry! I just wanted to try something different."
Shen Xingye suddenly stopped in front of me, and I bumped into his back.
I looked up.
Shen Xingye had a complicated expression: "Are you tired of it?"
"Huh?" Is that what I meant?
I waved my hands, "No, no, no, I'm not tired of it."
Shen Xingye frowned and coldly asked, "Then why aren't you eating the Egg Fried Rice I made?"
Would it be too hurtful to tell him it tastes bad?
I took a deep breath: "Because even the best food shouldn't be eaten every day; it can lead to nutritional imbalance."
Shen Xingye seemed to ponder this for a moment, his expression slightly relaxing, but within two seconds, he frowned again: "Every time I add meat and vegetables for you, how could it possibly be nutritionally unbalanced?"
I suddenly remembered that his Egg Fried Rice always had a bit more than others. So, afraid of hurting his pride, I finished every serving he gave me, and he thought I was a Greedy Girl with a bottomless pit for a stomach?
"Ha, you heartless woman." Seeing me silent, Shen Xingye concluded this and then casually put his hand in his pocket and continued walking ahead.
Help! Who raised such a good person only to have them care for their business like this?
I chased after him for a couple of steps but saw he wasn't going to engage further, so I didn't dare to catch up.
Just as we reached a fork in the road—he was heading to his stall while I was preparing to return to my dorm—he suddenly called out to me: "Phone."
It took me two seconds to realize he wanted to use my phone; I quickly pulled it out and handed it to him.
"Password."
I recited a string of numbers.
Shen Xingye raised an eyebrow, a hint of lightness appearing in his expression: "Is that your birthday?"
I shook my head: "No."
His gaze flickered slightly: "Then is it someone you like?"
Why is he asking this?
But I answered truthfully: "No, it's my dog's."
My little corgi with an adorable butt has been my beloved pet for many years.
Shen Xingye's fingertips, which had been gliding across the screen, suddenly froze, and the pleasant feeling that had just floated away vanished completely.
What did I do to provoke him this time?
Half a minute later, Shen Xingye tossed his phone to me.
I took it and saw a new chat box on the WeChat list that I hadn't seen before. The profile picture was a bowl of Egg Fried Rice. The note read: AAAA Ximen Egg Fried Rice.
Seeing my confusion, Shen Xingye explained, "You can order takeout through WeChat from now on."
So that's how it is. No wonder he's so wealthy; he really has a business mind.
Shen Xingye snapped his fingers, looking a bit awkward. "We're launching new products tomorrow. Are you coming?"
I nodded eagerly, "Definitely!"
"Oh." Shen Xingye's face turned red, and he finally waved goodbye and left.
Yesterday, I stayed up late to meet a deadline, and then Jiang Rong dragged me out to check out a new store at noon, so I was exhausted.
Once he left, I returned to my dorm and buried myself under the covers for a long nap.
Two hours later, Jiang Rong came back, supporting her waist, and asked how things went.
I figured her situation was probably more intense than mine, but I honestly told her that I added Campus Heartthrob on WeChat.
Jiang Rong squinted her eyes with a teasing expression and asked, "He must think you have a crush on him."
I was taken aback. "Where did that come from?"
Jiang Rong opened the forum and pulled up Shen Xingye's information. "Sweetheart, you do know your lock screen password is the same as his birthday, right?"
Hahaha. What a coincidence. If only I hadn't said that "dog's birthday" comment.
QAQ.
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