His back view, every movement of his body, seemed as if nothing had happened.
The door opened with a "click" and closed with another "click".
She lay leisurely on the bed, staring at the ceiling of the dormitory, and just stared at it, her chest still bare as when Qu Yun left.
Time, like dust, flows away on the ground, and the sunlight, from pure gold to a mixed warm red, shines obliquely on the ground.
Three hours later, You Ran's hand made a move—slowly moving to the torn fabric at her chest.
Three seconds later, her muttered words echoed in the empty dormitory: "...Damn it, I shouldn't have worn this new nightgown today, what a waste."
This intimate incident made You Ran realize two things.
First, a man who has been provoked is a beast.
Second, Qu Yun's third point is the quality... very good, very good, really good.
Much later, You Ran realized that Qu Yun had never directly answered whether the Starbucks woman existed.
Every time she tried to ask, Qu Yun would subtly dodge the question in various ways.
After repeating this many times, You Ran finally understood that when Qu Yun was unwilling to answer a question, no one could force him.
But You Ran wasn't an energy-efficient light bulb either. Since she had no chance of winning in a direct confrontation with Qu Yun, she chose another method, which was a very old-fashioned one: tracking.
The result was satisfactory to You Ran. Qu Yun usually went straight home after get off work and she didn't see him having any ulterior motives.
What reassured You Ran even more was that Qu Yun was very popular at school. He was the prince charming of many innocent girls and the object of many girls' dreams. However, Qu Yun always rejected those confessions, whether subtle or bold.
She sighed with a sense of relief: This man really did her ruined new pajamas well.
But there are always some people who thrive on chaos, like You Ran's best friend.
"I swear to God, he really has an inappropriate relationship with that woman." Xiao Mi said confidently, "If there's even the slightest bit of falsehood in this, I'm not a man."
"I never considered you a fellow man." You Ran shrugged.
"Li Youran, you don't believe me anymore?" Xiaomi felt hurt.
You Ran ignored it: "I believe you really saw Qu Yun having coffee with a woman, but I really don't believe there's anything ambiguous between them, because he's not the kind of person who would have one foot in two boats."
Xiao Mi's eyes darted around, and her voice took on a slightly sarcastic tone: "What if they don't see you as a boat?"
You Ran took out a small knife from the fruit plate, the cold blade reflecting her sinister smile: "If you have the guts, say it again."
"Isn't that right? You've been dating for a while now, has he introduced you to his friends and family?" the mistress asked.
You Ran shook his head: "What does that prove?"
The mistress bluntly gave an answer: "This shows that Qu Yun did not acknowledge you at all."
You Ran thought Xiao Mi was ruthless; she used ten punctuation marks in just twelve characters.
Next came You Ran's explanation: "I didn't introduce him to my family and friends either, which is due to the special nature of our relationship that makes it unacceptable to the world."
The mistress corrected, "You're different."
"What's different?" You Ran asked.
"Anyone with eyes can see that you care too much about Qu Yun," Xiaomi said, expressing her opinion, which was also true.
She remained silent, unable to refute the facts. After a long while, she weakly blurted out, "It's so rare to snag such a handsome man, how could I not care?"
"You care about him, but it's all in vain if he doesn't care about you," the mistress said, revealing another truth.
"What can I do? I can't exactly point a knife at his penis and threaten to cut it off if he doesn't care!" You Ran sat down on the stool, feeling dejected.
"Dating is all about skill and romance," the mistress said.
"Going to bed is all about technique and romance," You Ran said.
Xiao Mi ignored her and continued, "People generally don't cherish things that are firmly in their own hands, so you must create an atmosphere where men are pursuing you, making Qu Yun feel a sense of crisis, so that he will value you."
“But I don’t have any men pursuing me,” You Ran said honestly.
“If there are no men, then we’ll create men.” Xiaomi began to devise a plan: “Find someone you hate the most, and use the power of public opinion to make you and him a rumored couple, so as to make Qu Yun jealous.”
You Ran asked, puzzled, "Why choose the person you hate the most? Wouldn't that make things more difficult?"
The mistress explained, "Last time on Mount Hua, when Qu Yun mistook me for a potential rival in love, the look in his eyes was so sharp. I think if anyone really dared to steal his woman, they would definitely die a horrible death. Isn't it killing two birds with one stone to find the person you hate the most to be your scapegoat?... Li Youran, what are you doing with that infatuated look on your face?"
Li Youran, with a lovesick look on her face, said, "I'm enjoying the title of Qu Yun's woman."
Honey: "..."
After the idea was decided, You Ran began to think about who her enemy was. After thinking it over, there was only one person: that Crayon Shin-chan from last time.
Long Xiang.
The previous big fight on the playground was resolved rather unpleasantly thanks to Qu Yun's mediation, and Long Xiang was thus given the opportunity to join the drama club.
Because she didn't really want to see him, and also because she didn't have much of a passion for drama, You Ran had been completely uninterested in the drama club lately, leaving everything to that little shrimp brother from last time.
Now, because of her unspeakable private secret, You Ran decides to have intimate contact with Xiao Xin.
Upon arriving at the drama club, You Ran was quite pleased to find that there were many new members—the number of free loudspeakers had increased.
Little Shrimp seems to be very ambitious about becoming the next president, so he tries his best to flatter and please You Ran, the current president, which You Ran finds very pleasing.
Enjoying the benefits is one thing, but the purpose of coming here still needs to be achieved. You Ran dared not waste any more time and directly focused her gaze on Xiao Xin.
At that time, all the freshmen were rehearsing their new play on stage, all of them full of enthusiasm, a bunch of little lunatics.
Shin-chan seems to be an important character in the show, and undeniably, his acting skills are good, and he has a powerful presence on stage.
Time is not meant to be wasted, so You Ran began with her first move: exchanging glances.
In the president's reserved seat in front of the stage, You Ran stared blankly at Xiao Xin, like a spotlight. Wherever he moved, her gaze followed. She estimated that even the most advanced missile tracking system in the US military was no more accurate than that.
It wasn't just the accuracy, but also the intensity—that leisurely gaze was so intense that the actors on stage cried out for the air conditioning to be turned on.
It was so obvious that others naturally noticed it.
Someone asked, half-jokingly, "President, what are you looking at so intently?"
The flirtatious exchange had already yielded some results, so You Ran began the second step: misleading public opinion—making others believe that Xiao Xin had taken the initiative.
So, You Ran casually asked, "Is that newcomer named Long Xiang?"
The reply was affirmative: "Yes? President, you know him?"
“We don’t really know each other,” You Ran said, touching her hair in a pretentious manner. “He’s been saying lately that he wants to treat me to dinner and has been sending me flowers, which makes me feel really embarrassed.”
The bystanders perked up their ears: "A meal, flowers? President, could it be that Long Xiang is trying to woo you?"
You Ran pursed her lips again in a pretentious manner: "How could that be? How old am I? How old is he?"
Others advised, "Relationships between older women and younger men are all the rage these days. Besides, it's only a year or two apart."
You Ran waved her hand dramatically at the end: "Hey, that's what he said too, but I still can't accept a relationship between an older woman and a younger man... By the way, you have to keep what I just said a secret."
Those around him nodded hurriedly, but You Ran knew that in just one night, this scandal would be flying high over the campus.
As expected, things developed exactly as You Ran had predicted. By evening, the hottest post on the campus forum was about Long Xiang pursuing You Ran.
But in doing so, the person involved naturally found out as well.
The next day, when You Ran arrived at the drama club, the first thing she saw was Long Xiang's dark face.
You Ran was prepared for this, so she calmly went straight to the changing room, and Xiao Xin, with his eyebrows raised and looking for justice, naturally followed closely behind.
In the eyes of others, it became Long Xiang relentlessly pursuing You Ran in public and making a high-profile declaration of love.
But in the locker room, the scene was quite different.
Long Xiang looked coldly at You Ran: "Old woman, what are you gushing about? You actually told those people, 'I want to pursue you'?"
"Did I? No, I don't think so." You Ran looked completely innocent.
"Stop pretending!" Long Xiang snapped. "I don't care what tricks you're playing, but if you want me to pursue you, that's impossible, not even in this lifetime!"
"Oh." You Ran nodded, indicating that she understood.
But this attitude somehow angered Long Xiang, who grabbed You Ran by the collar and pushed her against the wardrobe.
That force showed absolutely no tenderness or pity; You Ran's back ached so much it almost split open.
At the same time, a soft thud was heard on the ground—Long Xiang's rough action caused the button on You Ran's clothes to fall off.
"I'll reiterate one last time, I hate you, so don't get your hopes up," Long Xiang said fiercely, glaring at You Ran, "Did you hear me, you old woman?"
"Oh." You Ran nodded.
Long Xiang was barely satisfied, so he released her: "Get out. If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being impolite!"
After gaining freedom, I leaned leisurely against the wardrobe, taking deep breaths repeatedly.
"What are you doing?" Long Xiang asked.
"To build up the mood," he replied leisurely.
"What emotions are you trying to cultivate?" Long Xiang was losing patience.
So, You Ran gave her final answer: "You gave me a frivolous feeling."
Having said that, You Ran gathered her strength in her dantian and shouted towards the door, "No!!!"
Then, she covered her collar, turned around, and ran out of the locker room—in full view of everyone.
That night, the hottest post on the campus forum was "In the locker room, Long Xiang's desires erupted, and his attempt to seduce Li Youran failed."
The best way to mislead public opinion is to let the audience see and hear it for themselves, so You Ran is still working hard.
After the locker room incident, Xiaoxin tried several times to ambush You Ran on the street and beat her up, but You Ran was prepared and stayed in the dormitory. Xiaoxin stood outside the dormitory for several days before finally disappearing.
It wasn't that he was tired or had calmed down, but rather a new post appeared on the campus forum—"The devoted lover Long Xiang waits patiently in the girls' dormitory, touching China."
After hiding for a few days, You Ran decided to use her trump card.
According to reports from numerous informants, You Ran learned that Long Xiang would always wait until everyone else had left before going into the dressing room to change into his costume.
It's strange, very strange.
On this day, You Ran deliberately lay in ambush in the locker room, waiting for Long Xiang.
Not long after, Long Xiang came in.
Not long after, Long Xiang took off his clothes.