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Ah? Yan Sitong looked at her with some confusion, "Do you know what I was just doing?"

Ah? You actually responded to me. Tang Ziye looked at him in surprise, saying, I have been saying the same thing for three years

"You are a good girl, and I believe you would not do anything to harm others, would you?" Mo Yuran said

Just when Ding Xiaoxiao thought Yan Sitong had made up her mind to confess, she unexpectedly stood up, rubbed her head, and sat back down in despair. She took a rose from the glass vase on the table and, like a wronged woman, murmured: "Like... not like... like... not like..."

Also watching the commotion were Tang Ziye and Su Beichen, who were standing outside the door. Originally, Su Beichen intended to finish the experiment before coming, but he could not resist Tang Ziye's persistent persuasion and was brought over. Before they even entered, they witnessed the scene of Mo Yuran's sudden change of expression.

As usual, Yan Sitong arrived early at the auditorium, which had noticeably fewer people than last time. She sat in a corner waiting for others while also observing the conditions of the other teams. Spring lethargy, autumn fatigue, winter drowsiness, and in summer, the heat makes one want to sleep. As she waited, her eyes began to feel heavy, and her eyelids were struggling to stay open.

After Ding Xiaoxiao entered, she saw rose petals scattered all over the floor and a table in disarray, along with a disheveled woman sitting beside the table. She let out a quiet sigh, walked over, and quietly tidied up the table, throwing all the trash into the bin. Then she sat down opposite Yan Sitong and said: "Go ahead, is there a result?"

Ding Xiaoxiao looked at her with a mix of laughter and tears, only able to shake her head in helplessness

Unfortunately, she is not. Right now, she just wants to find an excuse to escape, as far away as possible. This feeling is truly... too terrifying.

Oh? Which performance is this from

"Senior... I... you..." All of Yan Sitong's words turned into ellipses after seeing a tear fall from Mo Yuran's right eye. She could only sigh in her heart, lamenting, "Ding Xiaoxiao, come save me!"

He still thought that the two of them liked each other... This development of the story has somewhat deviated from the main theme of love...

So, are you hiding again to watch the show? She should have realized long ago that wherever there is excitement to be seen, there will certainly be Ding Xiaoxiao's presence. This girl has hidden away again to watch the spectacle; for her, nothing is more important than watching the fun.

"Like?" Su Beichen was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "Liking someone is too much of a waste of time; I still have many experiments to conduct"

Of course I know, someone as stubborn as you must be trying to determine whether Su Beichen likes you by plucking petals. I could figure that out with my little toe, alright?" Ding Xiaoxiao said disdainfully, "I just don't understand, you are usually such a straightforward person, how come you are being so indecisive at this moment? Why not just ask directly?

Regarding Mo Yuran, Yan Sitong always feels that beneath her beautiful exterior lies something frightening, giving off a bit of a bad-girl vibe typical of idol dramas, which makes her somewhat uneasy

Yan Sitong tugged at the corner of her mouth, thinking that this person was indeed quite straightforward; could it be that they were here to declare their sovereignty

Su Beichen's social circle is quite small; apart from a few same-sex friends, it consists of classmates and professors from the laboratory. Occasionally, he might meet one or two like-minded individuals during competitions, but over time, those connections have faded. His life is methodical, with each step carefully planned and executed in an orderly manner. He never imagined that one day he would encounter a girl like Yan Sitong, let alone become friends with her. He let out a soft sigh and smiled faintly.

In summary, it can be expressed in one sentence: it is extremely annoying

This is the sentiment of flowers falling with intention, while the flowing water remains indifferent

At that moment, Yan Sitong really wanted to say yes, but she could not. Just as she was pondering her words and considering how to respond, the appearance of someone saved her. Xu Wei stood beside the two of them, her face filled with excitement as she said to Mo Yuran: "Senior, I didn't expect you to really come to watch my competition."

May I sit here

Tang Ziye was also taken aback. He tried hard to find a hint of deception on Su Beichen's face, striving to detect any fluctuation in his expression, but he failed.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Yan Sitong immediately perked up, and with a forced smile, she said: "Please... make yourself comfortable..."

Standing in front of Yan Sitong, Ding Xiaoxiao was wearing a white dress, her hair styled in large curls, dyed in a not very obvious color, and loosely cascading behind her head. Her face was adorned with exquisite makeup, and when there were many people around, her smile was always gentle. When no one was watching, she would reveal a mischievous smile reminiscent of a little devil, making Yan Sitong marvel at the existence of such a two-faced person in the world, especially since this person was her good friend. Ding Xiaoxiao was the type who always wanted to get her fair share of the spectacle when there was a commotion, provided that this commotion did not harm her or those important to her. When no one was watching, she would reveal a mischievous smile reminiscent of a little devil, making Yan Sitong marvel at the existence of such a two-faced person in the world, especially since this person was her good friend. Ding Xiaoxiao was the type who always wanted to get her fair share of the spectacle when there was a commotion, provided that this commotion did not harm her or those important to her.

I arrived a long time ago said Ding Xiaoxiao

"Are you here?" Yan Sitong looked up at her, not seeing Tang Ziye and Su Beichen beside her, feeling somewhat disappointed. She had avoided Su Beichen for quite some time and still missed him a little.

In the past, if someone had asked Yan Sitong what the most painful thing in the world was, she would have answered without hesitation that it was being prevented from speaking. Now, she feels that the most painful thing in the world is when she does not want to speak, yet the person in front of her insists on forcing her to do so

Indeed, before she could speak, Mo Yuran continued, "Everyone at Q University knows that I have pursued Su Beichen for three years"

"You invited me before, so of course I have to come." Mo Yuran's tear that had slipped from her right eye had disappeared at some point. She stood up and smiled sweetly at Xu Weitian, then the two exchanged a glance and left together

"She has pursued me for three years, must I agree? What is the difference between this and coercive selling?" Su Beichen retorted. Regarding Mo Yuran, he has always been reluctant to say much. The people around him often express similar sentiments in tones akin to that of Tang Ziye, and he rarely counters them, nor does he bother to engage. However, for some unknown reason, recently, his previously calm heart has become quite averse to such statements.

Just as she was thinking, Ding Xiaoxiao emerged from the corner. She looked at the departing Mo Yuran and Xu Wei, clicking her tongue and saying: "The two of them standing together gives me a feeling of collusion."

Indeed, it is not a big deal, but... she knows it is not significant, yet... she just cannot bring herself to be that straightforward. It drives her crazy; how could she, a vibrant and fiery little chili pepper, end up looking like a gourd in front of Su Beichen!

Mo Yuran smiled sadly and said, "As long as he can respond to me, I would gladly endure such suffering."

Ding Xiaoxiao: "Who are you? You are Yan Sitong. If you get rejected, just wash your face and set a new goal. It's not a big deal at all."

The rumors about Mo Yuran and Su Beichen continue to circulate on campus, with no connection to Yan Sitong whatsoever. Every time she hears someone mention these two, she always perks up her ears to listen closely, and only when she hears that Su Beichen has rejected Mo Yuran again does she let out a sigh of relief. This expression makes Ding Xiaoxiao feel quite distressed. She has advised her many times, yet this girl would rather pluck flower petals every day than confess her feelings, which is truly exasperating.

Sister, everyone at Q University has been captivated by your emotions, and as a member of Q University, I certainly know that. Such words are naturally hard to utter, so Yan Sitong could only feign a sympathetic expression as she looked at Mo Yuran and said: I understand, senior, you have worked hard

Mo Yuran's large eyes were filled with mist, her eyelashes fluttering as she gazed at Yan Sitong, softly yet with a hint of pain, she said: "Do you know?"

"Then let's not speak of it anymore." In Su Beichen's gaze, Yan Sitong was looking at the person in front of her with a face full of surprise, not knowing what she had seen, her eyes wide open. She has always been like this, making a fuss over trivial matters, always in a hurry, lacking any modesty typical of a girl.

"What do you think of Su Beichen as a person?" Mo Yuran asked

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Su Beichen frowned and attempted to enter, but was firmly pulled back by Tang Ziye, who would not allow him to proceed.

"Are you joking? Just go ask, what if you get rejected?" Yan Sitong said

Oh heavens, oh earth, which celestial being has turned a blind eye and allowed her to encounter Mo Yuran! If she were to attend the Oscars, she might truly bring back the award for Best Actress, her acting skills are comparable to those of an award-winning actress

Feeling completely awake, she took out her phone to check the time and frowned. Why had Ding Xiaoxiao and Tang Ziye not arrived yet? There were only a few minutes left.

Yan Sitong, sitting dazed in place, had her lips twitching incessantly, unable to suppress a curse in her heart, wondering what kind of people these were

Her expression was somewhat despondent. If Yan Sitong were a boy, he would undoubtedly be unable to resist pulling the girl before him, who was so pitifully charming, into his arms and saying, "Don't be afraid, my embrace is here for you."

Like, dislike, like, dislike, like... ah, I am going crazy! Yan Sitong threw the rose petals in her hand onto the ground and stomped on them. She just couldn't understand when it became so troublesome to like someone; it wasn't like this when she was with Cheng Zhenhui.

Yan Sitong slapped her face heavily with both hands, took a deep breath, and suddenly stood up from the bed, her head hitting the upper bunk's bed board hard, causing her to cry out in pain

"Su Beichen, you have changed recently. Do you like Yan Sitong now?" Tang Ziye asked tentatively upon noticing a change in his expression.

The second round of the debate competition is approaching quickly. During this period, due to Yan Sitong's mood, coupled with her deliberate avoidance of Su Beichen, the four of them have had very few opportunities to train together. This selection is the first time they have met since that meal at the hot pot restaurant.

How many girls have engaged in such self-deceptive behavior? In any case, Ding Xiaoxiao has certainly gained some insight.

"My talented friend, have you really not developed any enchanting potion recently?" Tang Ziye asked with a smile, "Mo Yuran has pursued you for three years, how can you be so cold-hearted?"

The last petal stood alone on the branch, small in size, no larger than a sunflower seed. Yan Sitong furrowed her brows as she looked at this petal, and finally pinched half of it with her nail and pulled it down, saying: "I don't like it." Thus, the remaining half was naturally the one she liked.

Generally speaking, when there is a good show to watch, Tang Ziye's state is the same as Ding Xiaoxiao's; he spotted her hiding behind the cabinet even before he entered the room

Tang Ziye exclaimed: "Su Beichen, what exactly did you give Mo Yuran to make her so infatuated? Even after all this, she still won't let go?"