I'm almost heartbroken to death

Returning to A University.

Li Qingxue stepped out of the car and instinctively rubbed her waist, the soreness leaving her whole body feeling weak and exhausted.

"Rest more when you don’t have classes. It’s your first time, so it’s natural to feel tired." Hu Yuying covered her lips and chuckled softly.

Hearing Hu Yuying’s laughter, Li Qingxue’s cheeks flushed pink. "Stop teasing me..."

The usually proud girl suddenly became uncharacteristically vulnerable. "Do I seem stupid in your eyes?"

Hu Yuying couldn’t help but laugh even more at this.

Truthfully, Li Qingxue was very intelligent—it was just that in certain matters, her reactions were always a little slow.

Last night’s events... She had spent so much time planning, had mentally prepared herself so thoroughly, yet in the end, all she had accomplished was getting herself tangled up in it, crying the whole night, and achieving nothing else...

"Stop laughing~" Li Qingxue tugged at Hu Yuying’s hand, pleading with her not to make fun of her anymore.

"Alright, alright, I won’t laugh, I won’t..." Though she said this, her beautiful eyes still curved into crescent moons.

As they walked along the campus paths of A University, Li Qingxue murmured softly, "I’m sorry."

"You’ve already said that eight hundred times last night. Don’t apologize to me anymore."

"Or else I really won’t talk to you anymore."

"Don’t stop talking to me."

"Then stop saying it. Look at how badly you all tricked Brother Long—he’s probably still wallowing in regret somewhere right now."

At this, a glimmer of amusement flickered in Li Qingxue’s eyes. "Why is that jerk Long Aotian always so good? He made all three of us fall for him. Now we’re really stuck in his hands..."

Hu Yuying leaned in close to Li Qingxue’s ear and whispered, "So, what should Qingxue call me now?"

Li Qingxue pressed her lips together, a blush spreading from her cheeks to the tips of her ears as she softly uttered, "Sister."

Hu Yuying responded with a hum. "Wanning will probably come early this afternoon. Whoever finishes their research project first should go pick her up."

"Mm." Li Qingxue nodded lightly, her mind involuntarily replaying last night—Lin Wanning winking at her, covering her mouth, and watching the entire live show unfold. The blush on her face deepened.

After parting ways, Hu Yuying headed to the classroom.

She had left in a hurry yesterday and had no choice but to leave her notebook in the classroom where she had selected her courses.

As soon as she entered, she spotted a boy with earrings standing by her notebook, sneaking around as if up to no good.

"What are you doing?"

Xue Shaohua, who had been taking photos, was startled by the sudden voice.

He nearly dropped his phone in surprise.

Quickly closing Hu Yuying’s notebook, he took a deep breath, forced himself to remain composed, and turned around with a confident smirk.

Recognizing Xue Shaohua, Hu Yuying’s delicate brows furrowed slightly. She instinctively took half a step back to put distance between them, but remembering they were still in a classroom, she shifted her gaze to the notebook on the desk.

She asked again, "What were you doing? Why were you touching my things?"

Faced with Hu Yuying’s questioning, Xue Shaohua simply smiled without answering, doing his best to maintain an air of elegance.

Only after a pause did he speak nonchalantly, "Nothing much. I just saw you weren’t here and thought I’d tidy up your things for you."

Hu Yuying didn’t believe a word of this nonsense. Tidy up her things? Were they even close? Besides, she had clearly seen him holding his phone as if trying to take a photo.

Xue Shaohua flicked his hair, deliberately showing off his newly changed earrings to Hu Yuying.

Up close, he could not only catch the faint scent of her natural fragrance but also take in her flawless beauty without restraint.

Her skin was so perfect—fair, smooth, and delicate, as if a single pinch would leave his mark on her cheeks.

And those eyes—innocent yet brimming with a mix of purity and allure—how he wished she would look at him with a pitiful gaze. It would surely drive him wild.

But soon. Very soon.

Their plan was flawless. Once they got rid of that stubborn obstacle, Long Aotian, Hu Yuying would be his.

Leaning in, he took a deep breath, inhaling her scent, then closed his eyes in exaggerated bliss.

Hu Yuying recoiled further, her eyes burning with anger. "You’re disgusting!"

Xue Shaohua merely chuckled at her scolding. "It’s fine. Coming from you, I’ll accept anything. I’ll unconditionally forgive you!"

His words only deepened her disgust. "Are you insane? I’ve already told you—I have a boyfriend. What’s the point of this? All you’re doing is making me sick!"

Her bluntness finally struck a nerve. Xue Shaohua clutched his chest in mock pain, shaking his head helplessly. "It’s alright. I forgive you for saying these things."

"Outstanding people naturally attract other outstanding people. There’s just been a misunderstanding between us. One day, you’ll see how exceptional I am."

With that, he smirked confidently, thinking to himself, And that day isn’t far away.

"There’s no misunderstanding. If you dare touch my things again, I’ll have my boyfriend talk to you!" Her Brother Long would always protect her.

She had only meant to warn Xue Shaohua—to stop messing with her belongings and to quit his bizarre, incomprehensible behavior.

But to her surprise, a flicker of fear flashed across his face.

The memories were still fresh—Long Aotian kicking him, slapping Ye Liangchen, nearly sending Ye Liangchen to meet his great-grandma with a single punch. He had no desire to feel that fist on his own face.

Yet when he saw the coldness in Hu Yuying’s eyes, an overwhelming sense of injustice surged within him.

Pushing past her, he stormed out of the classroom.

His heart ached with unfairness. All he wanted was to guide Hu Yuying toward a better, brighter future—why couldn’t she understand?

Why did she insist on clinging to that trash, Long Aotian, and say such hurtful things to him?

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. Pulling out his phone, he dialed a number.

"Wuwuwu... I’m so heartbroken..."

Listening to the comforting words on the other end, Xue Shaohua bit his lip and recounted everything that had just happened.

"I was only caring for Hu Yuying, only trying to do what’s best for her. And what does she do? She insults me, breaks my heart..."

"Mm-hmm, I know. Once our plan succeeds, I’m going to give her a good, hard time—only then can I ease this wounded heart of mine..."

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