noveldepot Chapter 95 095 This is a tragedy!
Chapter 95 095 This is a tragedy!
Chapter 95 095 This is a tragedy!
Su Xiaocheng grew more and more silent as she listened, shrinking into her seat like a wounded little quail, barely daring to breathe loudly.
Wang Zhe was unaware of the unusual situation in the back row and continued discussing the topic with Zhu Qi.
"Actually, I think," Wang Zhe analyzed while turning the steering wheel, "you seem to only have a somewhat androgynous appearance, but your inner personality isn't really that of a tomboy."
Zhu Qi became interested: "What do you mean? Do you think I have a very feminine personality?"
Wang Zhe shook his head: "It's not that you're feminine. Compared to the traditionally gentle and weak female personality, you're quite assertive, independent, opinionated, and decisive. But apart from that, you don't have that 'tomboy' vibe. Compared to you, I think Su Xiaocheng is more of a tomboy."
"what?"
Su Xiaocheng, who was suddenly called out, looked up abruptly, her face blank.
Zhu Qi turned and looked at Su Xiaocheng, who was wearing a light yellow hoodie, had her hair in a bun, and looked as cute as a doll, and couldn't help but laugh: "Indeed. Don't let Xiaocheng's soft and cute appearance fool you, her hobbies are really hardcore. She likes science fiction and playing those really complicated games. Aren't those usually what guys like?"
Su Xiaocheng felt a pang of panic upon hearing this.
She was a little afraid of being labeled a "tomboy," and even more afraid that such a label would make Zhu Qi think of something else.
So she quickly retorted, trying to steer the conversation back on track: "No way! Sister Qiqi, you also like skiing and extreme sports, those are things boys like!"
Zhu Qi laughed dismissively, "Who said that? There are plenty of girls at the ski resort. Girls can do sports just like that, and that's a completely different thing from having a boyish personality."
Su Xiaocheng opened her mouth, but did not continue to argue, because the news she had just learned about "Zhu Qi being harassed by her roommate and having to move" was still weighing on her heart like a boulder, giving her an extremely ominous premonition.
If I confess my feelings, will Sister Qiqi treat me like that weird roommate? Will we even be able to be friends anymore?
Just then, Wang Zhe smiled and gave his final concluding remarks: "So, you can't judge a book by its cover. Senior, you may seem like a tomboy on the surface, but you're actually a little girl inside."
Little Orange, on the other hand, has a cute exterior but a true tomboy soul inside. The two of you are quite complementary.
Wang Zhe thought this assessment was very accurate.
But what he didn't know was that those words were like a knife, precisely piercing Su Xiaocheng's heart.
Complementary?
They are indeed complementary.
One is as straight as it gets, and the other is as curved as it gets. What do you call that?
What a tragedy!
Following Zhu Qi's directions, Wang Zhe drove his car into the underground parking lot of "Jinxiu Huating".
This is an upscale residential area near the University of Hong Kong and Shanghai, with tight security and nice greenery.
After parking the car, the three of them took the elevator upstairs.
Zhu Qi rented an apartment on the 16th floor, a two-bedroom apartment of about 100 square meters.
Although it's a rented apartment, it's clearly been carefully decorated. The decor is simple and elegant, using a lot of natural wood tones and off-white, and the furniture is all of high quality. A thick rug is laid in front of the living room's floor-to-ceiling windows, where several beanbag chairs are placed, offering an excellent view overlooking most of the campus.
"Sit wherever you like." Zhu Qi changed into slippers, tossed her car keys on the entryway cabinet, and said, "Get yourself some water if you want."
Wang Zhe looked around and exclaimed, "This environment is more than a hundred times better than our four-person dormitory."
"But it's also a bit inconvenient, because I have to walk a bit further than you guys every time I go to class."
As Zhu Qi said this, she went into the bedroom, put away the suitcase she had brought back, and then came out again.
"Thank you all for your hard work today. I was supposed to treat you to dinner, but right now I just want to have some porridge and lie down." She touched her stomach and said with a wry smile.
"I understand," Wang Zhe nodded. "Then you should get some rest. We should head back too."
Su Xiaocheng stood beside Zhu Qi, looking at her slightly tired face. She wanted to say, "I'll stay and take care of you," but she swallowed the words back.
The conversation in the car was still echoing in her ears.
"Harassed by roommate", "Psychological trauma" —
"Well then, Sister Qiqi, you should get some rest. Remember to drink hot water." Su Xiaocheng forced a smile, a smile that carried an undisguised sense of loneliness.
After leaving the residential area, Wang Zhe and Su Xiaocheng walked side by side on their way back to school.
As the sun sets, the streets are bathed in a golden-red hue.
The two remained silent the entire way.
Wang Zhe stood with his hands in his pockets, looking quite relaxed. This trip to West Lake seemed to have unexpectedly earned him a lot of goodwill from his wealthy business partner.
Su Xiaocheng, who was walking next to him, kept her head down and kicked at the pebbles under her feet.
Wang Zhe glanced at her sideways and felt something was off.
What's wrong with this girl? She came in high spirits, but she came back looking like a wilted eggplant.
As we approached the school gate, it was dinnertime, and the roadside food stalls were already set up, filling the air with the aroma of grilled cold noodles and jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes).
Wang Zhe stopped and kindly suggested, "Since the boss isn't treating, how about we just grab something to eat? I know a pretty good clay pot rice noodle place nearby, want to try it?"
Based on his understanding of Su Xiaocheng and the information Song Zhiyi had given him, this girl should be a foodie and might also have some feelings for him, so she should readily agree.
However, Su Xiaocheng's reaction was completely unexpected.
She stopped and looked up. Her baby face, which usually wore a cute smile, was now as cold as ice.
"No need. I don't have an appetite tonight, I don't want to eat. You go eat by yourself."
After saying that, she didn't even say goodbye. She turned around and strode into the school gate, leaving Wang Zhe with only a somewhat dejected back view.
Wang Zhe stood there, stunned.
A gust of wind blew by, swirling up a few fallen leaves.
He touched his nose, looking completely bewildered.
What's going on?
I didn't offend her, did I? I was the one who drove, I cooked, and I rescued her—I didn't mistreat her along the way, did I?
A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
Wang Zhe shook his head and sighed.
Although he was a reincarnated individual with memories of two lifetimes and a profound understanding of human nature, he was still somewhat baffled by the emotional changes of a teenage girl like Su Xiaocheng.
However, he didn't care too much. Since the other party didn't want to eat, that saved him the trouble.
Wang Zhe turned and walked towards the clay pot rice noodle shop, found a seat, and ordered a bowl of their signature rice noodles.
While waiting for the food to be served, he took out his phone and opened WeChat.
In the past few days, although Song Zhiyi didn't bother him much, she would occasionally send him a few messages, asking about his progress with Su Xiaocheng, her words full of the "I'm rooting for you two" kind of gossip mentality.
Wang Zhe thought about Su Xiaocheng's performance today, especially that cold look in her eyes just now.
He felt it necessary to have a proper talk with his childhood sweetheart who had arranged this marriage for him.
Wang Zhe's fingers flew across the screen:
I need to tell you something. You should probably give up on that matchmaking plan of yours as soon as possible.
A few seconds later, Song Zhiyi replied: [What's wrong? Did you and Xiao Cheng have a fight?]
It's not a matter of good or bad performance. It's a clash of personalities. And I'm pretty sure she's not interested in me either. So, Su Xiaocheng and I definitely won't end up together. Don't overthink it.
After sending the message, Wang Zhe put down his phone, just as the steaming hot rice noodles were served.
He added some chili peppers first, then picked up his chopsticks, slurped it up, and felt quite satisfied.