Chapter 61: To Hell with Romance!

On a sweltering summer night, the old fan hanging above the doorframe spun with a whirring sound, buzzing incessantly.

This noise perfectly masked the mosquitoes attacking invisibly, angering Cao Guangyu so much he cursed loudly.

Jiang Qin was also bitten a few times, but had no time to curse. He just dug crosses into the bites with his fingernails and continued sitting at the desk, staring at the data on the admin backend. After a short while, a beeping sound came from the computer’s speaker and Feng Nanshu’s QQ avatar, a silly-looking calico cat, popped up in the bottom right corner of the screen.

“Good night.”

“?”

Jiang Qin glanced at the time, seeing it was only 8pm. Looking out the window, the sky had just turned a hazy black, the outlines of the white poplar trees still visible. How could the little rich girl fall asleep so early at her age?

Besides, why say good night out of the blue without any prior conversation? What kind of move was that?

But he didn’t dwell on it too much. He typed “good night” back, adding a waving emoji.

“You’re going to bed this early?” Feng Nanshu’s reply popped up.

Jiang Qin paused, his fingers flying across the keyboard. “Feng Nanshu, how dare you accuse me first. Weren’t you the one who said good night?”

“Oh.”

“If you’re tired, sleep early. There’s still military training tomorrow, don’t stay up late.”

Feng Nanshu’s side went quiet for a minute before sending another message. “Jiang Qin, there are people singing under my dorm building. The sparrows are sleeping naked on the power lines, looking so cozy.”

Jiang Qin: “It’s noisy, right? College students’ hormones rage at night, you’ll see it many times. Close the door and you probably won’t hear it.”

“Oh.”

“Go to sleep.”

After a moment of silence, Feng Nanshu replied again. “Wenhui said the carp in Wangyue Lake are so big they’re about to turn into spirits.”

Jiang Qin: “Impossible. Spirits aren’t allowed after the founding of the country. Even the Inspiration King has to lie low in the lake.”

“Okay.”

“Good night. Put on some Six God when you sleep, there seem to be a lot of mosquitoes tonight.”

At the same time, in the girls’ dorm building 7, room 503, Gao Wenhui sat beside Feng Nanshu, scratching her head anxiously while making tsk tsk sounds.

What century is this pure love story from? You miss him but don’t dare say it directly, trying to hint in all sorts of ways?

Too sci-fi!

Feng Nanshu oh Feng Nanshu, you have the face of a fairy, cute enough to bring ruin to countries, can’t you be less of a coward? Like Daji and Baosi, which one of them wasn’t tough as nails?

If I had your face, I’d find a hundred men and raise them like silkworms in a group chat.

“Nanshu, give me your phone, I’ll help you.”

“?”

Feng Nanshu raised her clear eyes, glancing at her doubtfully. But seeing Gao Wenhui’s outstretched hand, she obediently passed the phone over.

Gao Wenhui had never dated either, but that didn’t stop her from reading romance novels. Especially recently, she had been following the book “You Are the Color of Fireworks”, learning sooo many tricks, deeply understanding the principle that spoiled women have the best fate.

I miss you—

Before Gao Wenhui could finish typing the last word, Feng Nanshu snatched the phone back and held it to her chest, eyeing her with extreme wariness.

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t miss him.”

“You do.”

“I don’t.”

“Believe me, you definitely miss him.”

Feng Nanshu gripped the phone, her pretty brows slightly furrowed. “I just want Jiang Qin to take me out.”

Gao Wenhui had an onlooker’s smile. “That feeling is called longing. Otherwise why don’t you want other guys to take you out to play?”

“That’s because he’s my only boyfriend.” Feng Nanshu stuck out her proud chest, righteous and aboveboard.

Fan Shuling suddenly lowered the book from her eyes. “Wenhui, don’t teach her bad things. What’s so good about missing that jerk? She’s just bored and wants to go out. Nanshu, where do you want to go? I’ll go with you after finishing this chapter.”

Feng Nanshu patted her little pillow. “I’m a bit sleepy, going to bed.”

Fan Shuling: “????”

Gao Wenhui laughed like a fool, thinking you shouldn’t be in the car, you should be under it, my dear sister. Then she turned to Feng Nanshu again. “Nanshu, men are very dense animals. Some things, if you don’t say them directly, they’ll never figure it out.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Nanshu’s phone lit up, the QQ list showing a new message from Jiang Qin.

“Come out, I’m downstairs from your building. The supermarket across the street seems lively, I’ll take you for a stroll.”

Gao Wenhui glanced at it and was shocked. “He can figure it out even without you saying anything? Damn, so sweet?!”

“I’m going to the supermarket now,” Feng Nanshu said coolly.

“Wait for me, I’ll go with you. I broke my earphones while sleeping last night, I need to buy some high-fidelity ones from the supermarket.”

Gao Wenhui kicked off her slippers, put on sneakers and followed her out. Her voice echoed down the hallway. “How could he possibly guess that you wanted him to take you out? It’s not scientific!”

At the same time, Jiang Qin, wearing a black short-sleeve shirt and shorts, stood under the girls’ dorm building, slapping mosquitoes while pressing the arrow keys to browse through their chat history again.

Jiang Qin, there are people singing under my dorm building.

This sentence should mean come downstairs to my building to listen to songs, I’ll see you by the way.

Wenhui said the carp in Wangyue Lake are so big they’re about to turn into spirits.

This sentence should mean take me to Wangyue Lake to play, the place we went together last time when you even touched my feet.

Yes, even dogs wouldn’t fall in love, but what’s wrong with going out to play with friends?

She’s just a slightly cute, slightly pretty friend.

No need to worry about friendship turning into something else. The little rich girl is ditzy and dumb, she doesn’t even understand why men like boobs. Love? What the hell does she know.

“Jiang Qin!”

As he was thinking, Gao Wenhui suddenly ran over, her face full of smug satisfaction. “I just taught Feng Nanshu some little tips for dating. She probably understands some now. You should thank me later.”

Jiang Qin’s face darkened. “You damn military advisor!”

“????”

At the same time, Feng Nanshu also walked out of the dorm building. She wore a black letter T-shirt with a gray and white plaid skirt. Under the warm glow of the streetlights, the little rich girl’s face was lit up, her lips red and teeth white, her skin dewy as if water could be squeezed out.

Gao Wenhui glanced at her, then at herself.

Pink loose pajama pants. Okay, ugly enough already. But the top was dark green, not even matching the pants.

Her mind went blank for a moment. She thought, Feng Nanshu, are you performing me?

No wonder she didn’t change into pajamas after returning to the dorm. So she had been secretly waiting, ready to go as soon as he came, huh?