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Finally, Liu Jiawei specifically asked about An Shaojie, which was almost the first time he fully addressed An Shaojie's name. Qinglan remained silent on the phone; she did not tell him about the matters between her and him, but from her low voice, he seemed to sense something. So, while she was silent, he also stayed quiet until he finally said, "Take good care of yourself. No matter who has wronged you, I will not let them off."
This time he did not say anything bad about An Shaojie, yet she wished he would scold An Shaojie like before. However, he did not; instead, he comforted her warmly. Qinglan also knew that her Brother was not good with words and not skilled at comforting others, so his brief statement must have represented a thousand unspoken words, condensing all his past shortcomings in caring for her as a sister into that one sentence.
Qinglan continued to pack her things while the rain outside lightened, pattering gently against the window, and the wind calmed down.
The darkness inside the room brightened.
After school starts, it would be her senior year. The first semester of senior year had almost no classroom teaching; it mainly involved graduation internships. The school offered two types of internships: self-arranged internships and those arranged by the school. The distribution plan for the school-arranged internships had long been sent to each student, and many students had already contacted their respective units and went there right after the exams ended. Currently, the units were short-staffed, and since internship students worked for free or at low wages, the units were eager for them to start as soon as possible. Students who arranged their own internships usually found positions through themselves or family members in their hometowns and would go directly to their units after the next semester started without returning to school.
Qinglan was assigned to a unified internship point by the school because of her good grades. When internship units came to recruit from the school, many wanted her, and in the end, she chose a unit in Beijing.
One reason was for future job considerations; she had previously told Simple that she wanted to stay in Beijing after graduation. Interning in Beijing would allow her to look for jobs simultaneously.
The second reason was because of An Shaojie.
Up until now, she had not been able to contact him and did not know where he was. It made her uneasy that someone so close to her was suddenly unreachable. The calm attitude she once had was long gone; during this time, she particularly wanted to see him. Even though she anticipated that his world must have changed significantly, she still hoped that after staying in Beijing, perhaps one day she could run into An Shaojie. She saw from the internship distribution list that An Shaojie had chosen a self-arranged internship, but it was unlikely that his family could help him find a position at home. Therefore, she speculated that he might have found an internship unit in Beijing. At the same time, she thought that An Shaojie's absence might be because he had already started working outside. With fewer classes in the second semester of junior year, it would be effortless for him to handle those courses with his diligence and intelligence.
Qinglan even fantasized that he might return to their rental apartment during his internship period like he did during winter break; she did not want to miss another opportunity this time.
However, poor naive Qinglan failed to notice that An Shaojie did not participate in this semester's final exams; he had already applied for a deferred exam. It was simply because he usually did not interact closely with classmates; later on, he did not stay in the dormitory for a long time. Moreover, after junior year began, most people focused on their own relationships and rarely paid attention to others. As a result, everyone forgot about him, and no one noticed that he had missed the exams.
During the exam period, Qinglan had kept an eye on him, but since the Physics Institute was large with many students and if he intentionally avoided her, it would be normal not to find him. Therefore, Qinglan did not think much of it.
In the past few days, Qinglan had contacted her internship unit and mentioned that she would be going there in a few days.
After packing her things, she glanced at her phone; it was almost time for dinner. She picked up some items that she needed to take to her rented apartment, locked her dorm room door, and headed downstairs.
Outside, a light drizzle continued to fall. It was mealtime, and the cafeteria, usually bustling with activity, was surprisingly quiet. Qinglan instinctively looked toward the cafeteria. She hadn't eaten there in a long time; her meal card was with An Shaojie, and after losing contact with him, she hadn’t bothered to get a new one. Part of her hoped to see him again, and since she was now in her senior year preparing for an internship, she felt there was no need for a meal card anymore. Additionally, she rarely went to the cafeteria to eat; even if she did, there was a window that sold temporary meal tickets, making it convenient to buy one whenever needed. Moreover, she wasn't in the mood to get a new card.
Standing at the intersection, she hesitated, unsure whether to eat at the cafeteria or wait until she returned to her rented place to cook some noodles. Glancing at the items in her arms, she decided it would be better to eat at home.
Just as she was about to turn away, she heard a voice nearby call out, "Qinglan."
Turning around, she saw that the person standing by the roadside was none other than Xu Wen.
He looked at her from a distance but didn’t approach. Although not far apart, this was the closest he had been to her since that night they had drinks.
After being punched by An Shaojie that night, he didn’t feel angry; instead, he felt relieved. It proved that An Shaojie loved Qinglan.
Having come to this conclusion left him feeling conflicted—he felt both comforted and burdened by unexpressed emotions. That night he tossed and turned in bed unable to sleep. Upon waking up, he repeatedly told himself that from now on he must suppress his desire to see her every day. He tried hard to control himself and avoid looking at her, pretending he was carefree and noble. He convinced himself that all his previous concern and care for her were merely out of friendship and camaraderie; his love for her was selfless and pure. As long as she was happy, he would bless her. Tears streamed down his face as he genuinely wished for her happiness. "As long as you are happy," he murmured to himself. Though his heart ached, his blessings were sincere and noble. However, seeing her solitary figure in the rain made him unable to resist calling out to her when he had initially intended just to let their paths cross without interaction.
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