It was just a love letter; I'm really no great writer!

"What does this have to do with me?"

Lu Ran was stunned.

After going around in circles for so long, we've come full circle again?

"She left the literary society shortly after you gave up pursuing her."

Di Lingyan said with exasperation:

"Use your brain and think about it. Yishuang is so proud, would she tolerate a guy pursuing her for so long?"

Who is Zhao Yishuang?

At the opening ceremony, she spoke as a student representative, having achieved the top score in nine subjects. Dressed in white with black hair, she was breathtakingly beautiful, inspiring countless admirers.

He consistently ranked first in his grade in every exam afterward, and his essays were considered exemplary, circulated and admired by all the classes.

Huaizhong School has been established for 87 years and has many famous alumni in all walks of life, but only Zhao Yishuang, a sect saintess who shone brightly as soon as she entered the school.

Looking back, Lu Ran realized how incredibly arrogant he had been...

You actually dared to pursue that?

The toad wants to eat swan meat, and the sparrow wants to climb the phoenix branch; they are ridiculed and joked about by many people behind their backs.

So, the really beautiful girls don't get many suitors...

Especially girls who look aloof and unapproachable.

Of course, Lu Ran's brain circuits have been different from ordinary people since childhood.

If he can't get what he wants, he won't settle for second best; instead, he'll... persist!

They won't turn back until they hit a brick wall.

"So what you mean is?" Lu Ran's expression was strange.

"She didn't run away; she's still willing to interact with you, which speaks volumes!"

"If you just persist a little longer, you'll be able to win her heart," Di Lingyan said seductively.

"I remember you laughed at me back then, didn't you?"

"Cough cough cough... No, no, I've received professional training."

"Wait, you also told me not to get entangled with this or that in the literary society and ruin its good atmosphere."

"How can normal interactions be considered setting a bad example?" Di Lingyan said confidently.

"...It's still not right." Lu Ran shook his head again.

"No matter how you look at it, Zhao Yishuang's withdrawal from the literary society and my decision not to pursue her are completely isolated events."

"Don't tell me that she rejected me because she was actually testing me."

"Have you heard of the Four Heavenly Kings? Could it be that Li Xingping is also testing them?"

"People are different." Di Lingyan pouted. "I can't say what Pingbao's quirks are, but Yishuang has never been this gentle to any boy as she is to you."

"..."

Lu Ran remembered that although Li Xingping had many fishponds, he had directly rejected Zheng Yue.

Not only that, but they also deliberately stirred up conflict to disgust Zheng Yue...

"Oh right!"

Di Lingyan racked his brains and searched through his memories, finally recalling Zhao Yishuang's early evaluation of Lu Ran: "You submitted a piece to the magazine last semester, didn't you?"

"Yishuang says you have plenty of inspiration, but lack craftsmanship."

"So it was still rejected anyway..."

At the time, Lu Ran didn't know that Zhao Yishuang had founded the "Huaizhong Pictorial".

"What else did Zhao Yishuang say about me?" A sliver of anticipation rose in Lu Ran's heart.

"...It seems, it seems..." Di Lingyan was drenched in sweat.

"During our first year of high school military training, I went to the cafeteria once and she said you were very tall!"

"I was blocking her way, wasn't I...?"

"...Heh heh, I didn't fool you." Di Lingyan was extremely annoyed.

Lu Ran chuckled and said, "Alright, stop trying to win me over. After Zhao Yishuang and I went to the semi-finals, we already talked it out."

"Say what? What should I say?"

"We started talking about how I used to pursue her, and I asked her if she still had a chance. She said..." Lu Ran thought for a moment and realized what she had said, "We can't start dating too early."

"This is definitely a no-go." He shrugged.

"Ahhh! This is promising! This is promising! She's hinting at something!"

"You're really good at talking nonsense..."

Lu Ran restrained Di Lingyan, who was as excited as a pig during the Lunar New Year. "Anyway, the literary society is a democratic literary society. If you want Zhao Yishuang to come back, everyone vote. I'll remain neutral. I'm leaving."

He waved his hand; the entrance to the residential area was already in front of him.

"No wonder you're single!" Di Lingyan kicked the streetlight twice in frustration. "Ouch..."

……

night.

The bedroom is cozy and romantic, with pink wallpaper.

The upholstered single bed was covered with light blue sheets, blankets, and pillows, and two large plush toys were piled up at the head of the bed.

On the desk by the window, a desk lamp, pen holder, and sticky notes are arranged in order, and a professional badminton racket bag hangs on the wardrobe door opposite.

The shoe rack by the door was filled with a dazzling array of shoes.

There are badminton shoes, running shoes, German training shoes, chunky sneakers, canvas shoes, loafers, snow boots, Doc Martens, dance shoes, sandals... the variety is dazzling.

"Wow, we've finally moved everything over."

Li Xingping collapsed onto the bed, her body sinking softly into it.

"Who told you to have so much stuff? Even with Lalamove, you'd need two trips."

Xia Liang leaned against the doorway, panting, and casually remarked, "You could open a shoe store."

"Haha, I'm finally free from the clutches of my family of origin, I'm going to have some fun~" Li Xingping stretched out her palm, and the ceiling light emitted a soft, warm glow.

"Don't dawdle yet." Xia Liang came over and pulled her along. "Let's set up our study. The sooner it's set up, the sooner we can get started."

"No way..." Li Xingping lost her enthusiasm. "Even capitalists aren't as exploitative as you."

During the holidays, Li Xingping convinced her parents by saying that it was close to school and moved into Xia Liang's house.

Xia Liang and Li Xingping each had a secondary bedroom.

She vacated the original master bedroom and turned it into a study.

According to her plan, she will be able to set aside time every night to practice drawing and improve her skills.

Upon entering the study, Li Xingping was immediately struck by its extravagance.

"Holy crap, you even installed two digital drawing workstations!" Her eyes sparkled as she stroked the cool, gleaming silver mechanical structure.

Compared to summer, it is cool.

Li Xingping comes from an ordinary family, but as an only child born late in life, she is spoiled.

She initially studied painting, but later chose dance, which offered a better future.

"If you're going to keep drawing, you have to give it your all!"

Xia Liang smiled, and the crisp sound of her high-five with Li Xingping echoed in the quiet study.

"Let's give it our all!"

We can't afford to lose anymore, or we'll lose everything.

……

"There's potential? There's definitely potential."

If you encounter a girl who says this to you...

Don't overthink it, just wash up and go to bed.

After taking a shower, Lu Ran practiced his flute on the balcony for a while when suddenly an angry shout came from the sixth floor: "Can't you, the one playing the flute on the seventh floor, just shut up this late at night?!"

"sorry!"

Lu Ran decisively made his escape.

From now on, I should just stick to writing at night and practice the xiao (vertical flute) at Boya Building in the morning.

Lu Ran posted three chapters of his new book on his new account.

Act One: The Kassel Gate

[Lu Mingfei typed "GG" helplessly on the screen.]

【…】

The girl in the baseball cap's profile picture is still grayed out and motionless.

【…】

Why bother? What's the point? She keeps playing the same old game, waiting and waiting, but she rarely logs in.

Honestly, it's a bit like looking in a mirror.

Lu Ran thought to himself that he spent all day writing to kill time, and it seemed rather pathetic to wait for her to come online and reply to his messages, and chat for a few words.

But I can't just wait around; I have to do something to stop thinking about her all the time.

Lu Ran thought to himself that the old thief knew how to be a simp, making Lu Mingfei lick Chen Wenwen's boots and then Chen Motong's boots. Actually, he didn't like Nuonuo; he just had to lick someone else's boots.

This is the value and meaning he found for himself.

One clown is a clown, but two love-struck fools together are a winning combination.

Unfortunately, the only girl he was willing to fawn over was portrayed too flatly by Jiang Nan.

I suggest locking in Jiangnan Old Thief and Herzog.

After Dragon Raja was added to the database.

The signing ceremony was coming up soon. This time, he didn't bother Tian Luojiao again, but used his father's ID card to complete the signing.

You know what, writing a book is like falling in love.

Running two accounts simultaneously is like having two relationships at the same time; each has its own unique flavor.

"Giggle giggle~"

Feeling refreshed, he put down his keyboard and leisurely went to the restroom.

The living room was dark, but a light shone through the door to the shared bathroom.

Is someone taking a shower?

Amidst the splashing water, a clear and melodious song hummed, as melodious as silk and bamboo instruments or a lark.

"I don't want to fly south."

Tears fell drop by drop.

"..."

By the time Lu Ran came to his senses, he had already listened to the entire song.

It sounds great!

It has a cold and melancholic undertone, like a soft murmur in the midst of a snowstorm, shaking off a body of loneliness.

click -

The bathroom door was open, and steam was billowing out.

An angel emerged from the mist behind the door, her long, smooth hair damp and flowing, the shampoo and shower gel mixing to create a fresh and pleasant scent of a young girl.

A light yellow sundress perfectly accentuates her youthful curves.

Her delicate shoulders, slender arms, full breasts, and long, shapely, fair legs were all exposed... every part of her body shimmered with a dewy sheen, indescribable in its beauty.

The yellow fabric of her dress made her skin appear even whiter and more radiant than snow.

Zuo Hanzhi's deep, cold eyes swept over them.

Oh no, oh no, oh no... Am I going to be called a pervert and sentenced to death in court?

Lu Ran is almost dead.

"Um..." he blurted out nervously, "Would you like to have some oolong tea together?"

"Lu Ran!"

Lu Ran's breathing became a little rapid, but the girl's eyebrows and eyes suddenly lit up, and she raised her chin.

"The mountain has trees, and the trees have no branches; I love you, but you do not know." (Note 8)

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Note 8: This is a Yue folk song included in "Shuoyuan: Shanshuo".