"Because you always act like you don't care about anything or anyone... I really want to know what you're like when you get excited."
"I understand, just like I really want to see you when you're quiet."
"Don't interrupt, answer quickly, have you ever actively pursued a woman?"
"It may or may not."
"You're being so unfair! I'm not jealous. Just tell me already."
Does the past matter?
"I need to get to know you gradually, so tell me already!"
"I guess you could say... I pursued him?"
"When did this happen? Is she well-proportioned? Is she an A or D cup? Is she the wild type or the ladylike type? Is she outgoing or aloof?"
"I remember you just said you wouldn't be jealous."
"I'm not jealous."
"Then what's with the hand that's choking me?"
"...Okay, we'll pinch her later. First, tell me, is she pretty? Never mind, I'm just asking for nothing. You've always had very picky tastes. You definitely won't have a girlfriend who isn't a great beauty. Just look at me."
"You Ran... don't force me to say things that will hurt you."
"Then shut up."
"……good."
"And then what happened?"
"..."
"later?"
"..."
"I'm asking you, what happened to you two afterwards? Why didn't you say anything?"
Didn't you tell me to shut up?
"...Tell me quickly, what happened to you afterwards?"
"Not everything has a sequel," Qu Yun concluded with this statement.
Although she asked the question herself, and although she said she wouldn't be jealous, and although she knew that a man like Qu Yun couldn't possibly have only one woman in his life, You Ran still felt very uncomfortable upon hearing about that woman's existence.
But not wanting Qu Yun to see that she was stingy, You Ran decided not to go to his house that day.
After dinner, You Ran took her books and prepared to go to the classroom to study. The teaching building and the dormitory were separated by a basketball court. In order to save time, You Ran took a shortcut and crossed the basketball court.
While walking, You Ran suddenly felt a hidden weapon hurtling toward her head at the speed of light, and she quickly dodged.
With a muffled thud, a basketball hit the spot where she had just been standing. The impact was so loud it seemed to shatter rocks. If You Ran had been a step slower, she would have definitely suffered a concussion.
This was definitely an organized and premeditated terrorist attack. You Ran was puzzled. She had always been a pacifist and her only enemy, Qu Yun, had become her boyfriend. Who else in this school had such a deep hatred for her?
The invincible deadly ball, propelled by its elasticity, returned to its owner's feet along the same trajectory it had come from.
Her leisurely gaze followed the murder weapon. Turning her head, she saw a pair of thick, dark, restless eyebrows against the backdrop of the setting sun.
You Ran nodded leisurely. Oh right, I forgot about Shin-chan.
Although it was late autumn, Long Xiang was still only wearing a loose basketball jersey, with his legs spread apart and his arms crossed in front of his chest. His wheat-colored face was both arrogant and gloomy.
"I'm really sorry, I'll aim better next time." The words came out from Long Xiang's white teeth, each one as hard as a steel ball.
The people next to them stopped practicing and started secretly glancing at the two rivals.
Since Long Xiang publicly confessed his feelings to Li Youran at that drama competition, the two rivals have been quiet, but unexpectedly they started fighting again today.
The crowd, who were carrying sunflower seeds and benches, suddenly felt that the world was a wonderful place.
"Xiaoxin, why must you turn love into hate?" You Ran sighed.
Everyone understood: it was love that turned into hate.
Seeing that his hostility was once again deliberately misinterpreted by You Ran, Long Xiang exploded. His eyes darkened, he picked up the ball, and with even greater force, hurled it at You Ran.
At the crucial moment, You Ran's athletic ability proved to be quite good; he bent over and avoided the fatal blow with a classic Matrix pose.
"Xiaoxin, I understand your mindset: if you can't have me, you'll destroy me." You Ran sighed again.
Everyone understood once again: So, if you can't have it, you have to destroy it.
When his emotions reached their boiling point, Long Xiang calmed down instead, a strange smile playing on his lips: "Yes, today, I will destroy you even if it kills me."
After saying that, Long Xiang pounced on the ground with his back, took a running start, and charged towards You Ran like Liu Xiang riding on Bolt's back.
That murderous aura formed a powerful microcosm, and within a radius of three meters, there was no living thing.
You Ran realized something was wrong and quickly turned and ran.
So the two began to put on a life-or-death race on campus.
On the main road of the campus, billowing smoke rose, and in the center were Long Xiang, who looked murderous, and You Ran, who was running around in a panic.
After all, she was a former women's 800-meter champion, and You Ran's footwork was quite good; Long Xiang couldn't catch up with her for a while.
Starting from the basketball court, the two passed the first teaching building, the teaching complex, the football field, the faculty and staff dormitory, the student activity center, and finally arrived at the tennis court.
This scene was witnessed by many students on campus and became a form of entertainment after dinner.
Given that You Ran kept shouting "We can't be together, let me go, I'm just an innocent little girl" while being chased, everyone concluded that after a long period of silence, Long Xiang finally couldn't suppress his love and, like a Lamborghini with fuel, was relentlessly crushing You Ran.
That evening, the post "Long Xiang is pursuing Li Youran" went viral on the school forum, featuring photos of the two people taken by busybodies. The murderous intent in Long Xiang's eyes was interpreted as overflowing love, and Youran's flustered and embarrassed state was interpreted as shyness and embarrassment.
Of course, that's all in the future.
At that moment, You Ran was chased to the edge of the tennis court, and she became increasingly anxious—there were few pedestrians here, and if Xiao Xin dismembered her and stuffed her body into the flower bed as fertilizer, she wouldn't be able to find a single eyewitness.
The chilling killing intent behind her grew ever closer, and You Ran felt a cold sweat trickle down her spine.
At this moment, Long Xiang was only two meters away from the isolation area. So, he raised his eyebrows and, like a roc about to spread its wings, moved forward for his great cause of revenge.
He raised his hand, and the ball, carrying intense hellfire, smashed towards You Ran's leg.
Unable to dodge in time, You Ran fell to the ground, her feet in excruciating pain. Unable to stand up for a moment, she could only clutch her knees and watch helplessly as Long Xiang approached.
"Xiaoxin, have you ever heard this saying?" You Ran tried to soften her tone.
Long Xiang remained silent, squatted down as if he hadn't heard, and picked up the ball.
"That's the saying, 'Impulsiveness is the devil.' It's true, right now you're possessed by the devil, and everything you're doing is wrong. Xiaoxin, calm down and take a deep breath with me. Let me teach you, one, two, three, inhale; four, five, six, exhale," You Ran continued to persuade.
Long Xiang raised the ball high.
"Xiao Xin, murder is a crime, and you're already over eighteen. It's a life for a life, what a bad deal! If I die, you'll spend the rest of your life in jail. Your little face will definitely attract the attention of the big shots in prison. At that point, even if you live forever, no amount of lubricant can save you. Xiao Xin, you need to think it over!!!" You Ran pleaded earnestly, sweating profusely.
From You Ran's perspective, Long Xiang's physique was tall and strong, and every muscle line seemed to harbor danger.
“Li Youran,” Long Xiang said, enunciating each word clearly, “you can go to hell.”
After saying that, Long Xiang threw the ball in his hand, which was accompanied by a sharp, piercing wind, towards You Ran's head.
Yu Ran's legs were too painful to bear any weight, so she could only close her eyes and wait to be beaten.
The ball hurtled towards You Ran's face. Despair filled You Ran's heart—disfigurement was inevitable.
Just as You Ran's heart was filled with despair, a dull thud was heard as the ball hit her.
But, without feeling any pain, she quietly opened her eyes and saw a hand blocking her way.
One hand steadily caught the deadly basketball.
That hand was a jade hand that You Ran knew all too well, the jade hand that had once amazed her.
Qu Yun!!!
In that instant, You Ran felt as if she were a princess in a fairy tale, rescued by a prince.
Qu Yun threw the ball on the ground and patted it repeatedly. His hands gleamed in the dim evening light, as if they possessed a kind of magic, capable of controlling anything.
You Ran saw that the ball, which had been so fierce just moments before, was now like a little lamb, letting Qu Yun pat it at will.
"Shouldn't classmates get along well?" Although Qu Yun said this to Long Xiang, he didn't look at him. Instead, he stepped forward and handed You Ran his hand.
You Ran was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes. Her judgment was indeed spot on; this man was not without merit, aside from being handsome.
"You should ask her what she did to me, right?" Xiao Xin said with a sullen face. But it was only right. His hard-won revenge had been ruined by Chen Yaojin's sudden appearance.
"Li Youran, can you answer his question?" Qu Yun asked.
"I was just making a little joke at him," You Ran said, downplaying the seriousness of the situation.
"Yes, a small joke, but one that gives me enough reason to kill you." Long Xiang's thick, black eyebrows were like sharp swords, ready to cleave You Ran in two at any moment.
“Even so, you shouldn’t lay a hand on a female classmate,” Qu Yun said.
“First, I don’t think she’s like a woman. Second, she did such a heinous thing. Even if she were a transgender person, I would beat her up without hesitation. Third, and most importantly…” Long Xiang frowned at Qu Yun and said, “Who the hell are you? Why should I listen to you?”
"Xiao Xin, he's my tutor. If you keep acting arrogant, I'll give you a semester of political and ideological lessons!" With a powerful backer, You Ran was no longer afraid of Long Xiang.
"You ugly woman! You really think I wouldn't dare hit you!" Long Xiang was furious. He stepped forward and was about to grab You Ran's collar.
However, a basketball hit his elbow with great force, making Long Xiang's arm numb and sore, and even making it difficult for him to lift it up.
The person who smashed him was naturally You Ran's tutor, Qu Yun.
"What's your relationship? Why are you siding with her like this?!" Long Xiang grabbed his arm and questioned.
"We have a purely platonic teacher-student relationship," You Ran said, feeling guilty.
Long Xiang was suspicious.
Qu Yun then helped You Ran up and they left.
As he passed by Long Xiang, he said in a low, imperceptible voice, "Just a reminder, underwear with Crayon Shin-chan printed on it is outdated."
"Why, why do you know..." Long Xiang didn't finish his sentence because Qu Yun was looking at him.
“If you hit her again next time, then releasing that photo is just an appetizer. Believe me, you don’t want to eat the main course,” Qu Yun said with a smile.
You Ran will always remember the look on Xiao Xin's face when he looked at Qu Yun; it was as if he had seen a cobra grinning maliciously.
At the same time, amidst fear, Shin-chan's eyes also held a sense of understanding.