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Alright, in the end, I compromised.
I was extremely tired and went into the bathroom with my bathrobe.
Through the sound of the shower, I seemed to hear a knocking sound from outside.
I turned off the showerhead and heard Hall's voice.
" junior Sister, it seems like someone is knocking."
The little one is just too cute.
I smiled and opened the bathroom door slightly, peeking out to see Hall raising his voice.
"Baby, go check who it is and see if there's something going on."
Hall nodded and walked to the door. Just as he was about to open it, he turned back to look at me cautiously.
" junior Sister..."
Hall's gaze lingered on me, filled with shyness.
I looked down.
Well, there was indeed a bit of a wardrobe malfunction.
But I really loved seeing Hall's shy expression.
I retreated and closed the door properly, then I heard Hall opening the door.
"Who are you looking for?"
Although Hall's Chinese is quite good, it still carries a noticeable foreign accent.
The person knocking on the door had not spoken for a long time.
So long that I almost thought someone was just looking for trouble when a familiar voice finally broke the silence.
"I'm looking for Nan Ji."
Tsk.
My ex-boyfriend, Qin Jiyuan.
Hall quickly responded to him.
"She's taking a shower."
It was still that slightly foreign-accented speech, but each word was particularly clear.
The person standing opposite Hall fell silent for a long time.
I was stifling laughter in the bathroom.
Thinking about the things that Qin Jiyuan, that dog of a man, had done, I deliberately raised my voice and said sweetly to the outside.
"Baby, who is it?"
That sugary voice made even me shiver a little.
In response, I heard a door slam shut in anger.
Even through two heavy doors, I can imagine the expression on Qin Jiyuan's face, dark and brooding.
Then I hear Hall's somewhat aggrieved complaint.
"That sister of yours is so rude."
Qin Jiyuan and I got together during college.
When I met him, I was a sophomore and the president of the painting club, while he was the president of the Student Union.
To organize the Warm Winter Event, our painting club submitted several proposals to the Student Union, all of which were rejected, and we were denied access to the venue.
I was furious and went to find him.
As we talked more, we became closer and naturally ended up together.
Aside from being occasionally aloof, Qin Jiyuan has always treated me well.
He accompanied me to classes, brought me the first cup of milk tea in winter, went shopping with me for clothes, and often spent a lot of time posing as a model while I painted...
However, at the same time, Qin Jiyuan was quite resistant to me interacting with his friends.
After testing the waters a couple of times, I stopped pushing it and kept a knot in my heart.
The situation escalated during our senior year.
Both Qin Jiyuan and I were preparing for graduate school; he spent every day in the lab while I was guided closely by my advisor.
I felt guilty for not being able to be by his side like other girlfriends did, so every time I returned from my advisor's side, I would rush to find him.
But what I thought would be a surprise for him ended up being a shock for me.
In the laboratory, he wore a bright smile and gently helped a junior sister adjust the equipment.
At first, I didn't think much of it.
But strangely, that junior sister resembled me.
There were three similarities in our features.
With her hairstyle, there were five.
And with her fashion style, it felt like there were seven.
I was so angry that my heart twisted in pain.
I originally had long, flowing curls that were bright and cheerful, and he was the one who accompanied me to find a hairdresser.
The hairdresser said many things that were hard to understand, and he chimed in beside me. In the end, my beautiful curls were straightened.
I study design and love vibrant colors. When we went shopping together, he always picked out various light-colored dresses for me.
So everything was intentional on his part, right?
He saw me.
But he showed no intention of explaining, not even a hint of panic.
His first reaction was to frown at me, his gaze filled with blame.
Did I hinder his time alone with junior Sister?
Or should I blame myself for interrupting the atmosphere that was about to become intimate between him and junior Sister?
I bit my lip, slammed the door shut, and ran away.
That time, I waited at the stairway for a long while.
I thought that if he came out to explain, I would forgive him.
But he didn't.
Even if he had just turned around after leaving the lab, he could have found me.
I waited at the stairway for a full two hours.
Two hours were enough to cool my once burning heart little by little.
That night when I returned to the dorm, I received a breakup message from him.
He said that junior Sister was his true love, and I was just a boring distraction for him.
No wonder he never brought me in front of his friends.
I was just a distraction; how could I deserve more?
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