They are still close to me today despite their negative feelings

Don't you want to ask me about today's debate?

"Senior, is there anything you want to say?"

"That's true." Senior Wu Yuehua smiled, with a hint of self-deprecation.

"How is Gu Yin afterwards?"

"Although it's similar to usual, it's just my personal feeling, but I think there's some disappointment." I watched the president's fingers dance smoothly across the keyboard, and even while she was speaking, she didn't seem to stop typing.

"Perhaps in your opinion, President, my senior doesn't seem to feel any loss or sadness, but I feel that she is more or less feeling bad. We were playing a game similar to Truth or Dare, and she had to do something she didn't have the courage to do but wanted to do."

"—She probably mustered up a lot of courage to make that call to you."

I'm not blaming anyone, but judging from the way President Wu Yuehua looked so lost in the corridor just now, I have some idea that it's probably not just a simple matter of her losing a match.

However, I hope that Chu Guyin can understand her feelings and actions at the time. Perhaps it was because she had spent too much time with An Yu that she developed that kind of unclear misunderstanding and attitude—I didn't like it either.

Senior Wu Yuehua's fingers stopped on the keyboard.

"I'm such an idiot."

"There's no need to be so self-critical. It's just that the timing was bad."

"Excuse me, can I borrow your phone?"

"……please."

It was then that I realized how dire Wu Yuehua's situation was. Had she not run into me, and with no idea when the spare key would arrive, was she planning to spend the night like that?

So, it seems like she's moved out to live alone at this age. Senior Wu Yuehua's situation also seems quite eventful.

But since the person involved hasn't explained, I absolutely won't ask any more questions. I can't let this story become an accident in my life.

"...Junior?"

When Senior Wu Yuehua dialed the number, a familiar voice came from the other end. She sounded somewhat confused, but not at all impatient—and there were also cheers coming from what seemed to be Chu Qingya nearby.

The proprietress is being too childish.

"Sorry, it's me."

Wu Yuehua said in a low voice.

"!"

"Um, I ran into some things this afternoon, so my attitude wasn't very good. I'm sorry."

There was no sound from the other end of the phone, only soft breathing. Senior Wu Yuehua continued speaking, looking somewhat flustered.

"I... I was like that before too, it's all my fault. I'm sorry, Guyin, I didn't expect you to call this afternoon for this reason—um, do you want to say a few words, or maybe you can scold me?"

Doesn't that last sentence completely ruin the whole thing?! And asking Senior Sister Chu Guyin to scold you is way too much for her, isn't it? It's asking the impossible.

I listened from the side and kept shaking my head.

"It's alright... Yuehua must have... encountered something bad..."

"But... I can make a phone call... thank you..."

Is this an angel?

Even a pathetic rat like me felt saved after hearing this, let alone Senior Wu Yuehua, who was facing the angel's attack head-on, who immediately gripped my phone and started to cry.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Guyin... I'm so sorry. I was so selfish, I was like that before, always thinking only of myself..."

"Today, Gu Yin, the fact that you called me is clearly the luckiest thing that could happen to me..."

Seeing President Wu Yuehua finally break down in tears on the other end of the phone, I felt somewhat relieved.

Although we still don't know exactly what she went through today, she's probably not as distraught as before.

"I also feel...very lucky...to be able to make up..."

"Ah...we...have we...made up...?"

Chu Guyin, the senior student on the other end of the phone, genuinely didn't understand, while Wu Yuehua nodded emphatically on the other end.

"Yes! They've made up!"

Although there are still some things I care about, this courage to argue and make up is quite in line with my expectations for high school life. Great, another item can be crossed off my high school to-do list.

"That's great...they can make up..."

"But... Yuehua... why... would she... use... Ning Ruoyu's... phone?"

"Why...does it feel like...it's so late...and I'm still at my junior's...house?"

……

Wasn't that scene just now beautiful and heartwarming? Why bring up this topic all of a sudden?

"That's right, that's right, this is cheating, Ning Ruoyu."

"I've made a deal with you," Chu Qingya said on the other end of the phone, seemingly taking it for granted.

"Cheating...?"

"He just abandoned Guyin to flirt with other girls~"

Although I could hear the teasing and playful tone in the landlady's voice, I still had to react at that moment.

"Don't teach your older sister to explain words incorrectly!!"

I snatched the phone from Wu Yuehua's hand and shouted at that unreliable landlady.

[Next chapter preview: "Sorry, did I bother you?"]

"Oh, um, can I pay you back after we get to the room?"

"Hey, they're obviously very kind~"

"I will die, so please forgive me."

Interlude: Coffee is also a type of soy milk

"Huh huh huh~"

Wu Yuehua was awakened by the sound of a guitar and soft humming.

Looking at the somewhat unfamiliar ceiling, the girl's still hazy consciousness began to slowly awaken.

I think I was...

Ah!

She suddenly remembered.

Yesterday, I used my junior's phone to chat with Chu Guyin for a very long time. Even though Guyin was still so clumsy with her words, I felt like I had so much I wanted to say…

But then what?

Perhaps because her emotions were so turbulent yesterday, Wu Yuehua couldn't quite remember what happened afterward.

Did she cry while holding the phone? Or did she not? In the latter half of the call, she seemed to be slumped over the table, listening to Gu Yin's voice with her eyes closed, refusing to hang up...

Then what? !

How did she get here?! This, this is Ning Ruoyu's inner bedroom in her rented apartment, right?

After carefully looking around, I realized that this bedroom, rather than being a boy's room, had a delicate and thoughtful feel that only a young girl would have.

This left Wu Yuehua with mixed feelings. It's said that a person's room often reflects their personality, but she never expected Ning Ruoyu to be so delicate and reserved.

She carefully got out of bed and tiptoed to the door. The closer she got to the door, the clearer and brighter the sound of strings being plucked outside became.

Wu Yuehua slightly opened the door.

In the living room, the morning sunlight illuminated half the room. The boy held a light green guitar, carefully comparing the strings to the sheet music on his tablet. His left hand fingers moved in sequence, occasionally plucking a string and revealing an expression of either joy or sigh.

It reminds me of the first time I saw Chu Guyin in the Light Music Club. Come to think of it, I always feel that he and Chu Guyin are actually quite similar, both like lone birds separated from their flock.

"..."

Before Wu Yuehua could react, the boy suddenly put down his guitar and smiled at her.

"Excuse me, did I bother you?"

No, I woke up on my own.

Wu Yuehua said almost subconsciously.

"Yesterday, um, that..."

“Yesterday, you fell asleep at your desk outside, so I took it upon myself to bring you to Xiao Xin’s room.”

"That's it."

Wu Yuehua then remembered that the brother and sister usually lived together. She must have been groggy from waking up and had even forgotten about this.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Wu Yuehua, standing at the door of the room, bowed and apologized, but the boy shook his head.

"It's okay. I just asked the administrator, and she said the spare key should be delivered by tonight at the earliest."

...Wu Yuehua kept thinking about why this junior student in front of her was the subject of such outrageous rumors.

As a senior student, her previous understanding of Ning Ruoyu mainly came from word-of-mouth among other students. Although she didn't directly judge his behavior, she probably felt deep down that he was somewhat outrageous.

However, the more she interacted with the boy, the more she felt that she couldn't see through this boy named Ning Ruoyu.

Lazy, casual, and even somewhat prone to shirking responsibility and being perfunctory—that was my first impression of Ning Ruoyu. To put it nicely, he was witty and humorous; to put it bluntly, he was glib. But contrary to the rumors, none of his actions showed any sign of clinging or pestering; he simply didn't want to get involved with others and was afraid of trouble.

After that, whether it was Ge Lanlan's matter, Ning Ruoxin's matter during the summer vacation, or Qiu Luxi's matter recently...

The boy who dislikes trouble may not be as indifferent as he repeatedly emphasizes.

Or perhaps he simply doesn't want to get involved with other people, because if he doesn't know them, he can comfortably ignore them.

"Senior?"

Seeing that Wu Yuehua hadn't answered, the boy called out again.

"Oh, sorry, I was daydreaming."

Wu Yuehua shook her head, then laughed.

"Junior, you handled this so well, it's like you've helped countless runaway girls."

"........."

The boy's expression stiffened for a moment.

"Huh? It can't be true, can it?"

"How can it be."

The boy smiled and shook his head.

"It seems you, senior, have the energy to joke around—I'm planning to buy breakfast, do you want to come with me, or can I just get you one?"

"Oh, um, can I pay you back after we get to the room?"

Wu Yuehua hadn't eaten anything since last night, and now she really didn't have the energy to keep being stubborn. She said with a blush on her face.

"Well, it's okay."

The boy's straightforward attitude actually relieved Wu Yuehua. Compared to words like "don't worry about breakfast," this direct and respectful interaction made her feel more at ease.

"However, I'm not really familiar with the breakfast stalls around here, so if possible, I'll probably take a longer route—is that okay?"

Wu Yuehua didn't have high requirements for breakfast, so she didn't take Ning Ruoyu's statement too seriously.

…………

Upon seeing Ning Ruoyu bring her here, Wu Yuehua's expression clearly froze.

"Junior, didn't we come here for breakfast?"

"correct."

Ning Ruoyu nodded, subtly shifting her gaze away.

"...a coffee shop?"

"Coffee with a bagel is actually not bad. And from a certain perspective, isn't coffee also a kind of soy milk?"