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The intoxication was merely superficial, and as she rushed out of the restaurant's private room, her memory was somewhat hazy.
She knew who had brought her back; Xu Wen had chased after her and, seeing someone take care of her, returned to the restaurant. This was all clear in her mind. He could finally let go of her.
As Xiang Yuanqiu and Wang Wei returned to the rental apartment, Qinglan's memory lingered in a state between half-awake and half-dazed.
On one hand, she wasn't truly drunk. On the other hand, she wished to be drunk.
So, in this state of semi-consciousness, even if Wang Wei had any ulterior motives towards her, he wouldn't succeed. Therefore, after Xiang Yuanqiu had fled, he should be grateful that her plan hadn't yet begun to unfold and should thank Wang Wei for genuinely caring about Qinglan instead of executing her plan, rather than regretting or complaining about Wang Wei's foolishness.
Later, An Shaojie arrived and hit Wang Wei. She was fully aware of everything; watching An Shaojie strike Wang Wei brought her secret delight.
Once he had thrown Wang Wei out, her memories became clearer.
She held his face in her hands; how could she not know that she was using alcohol to muster courage? She loved him so much but had never expressed her feelings for him with such longing or tenderness before.
Holding his face gently, caressing it lightly while gazing at him intently, she expressed love in the way she cherished most—softly and tenderly. It was what she had always dreamed of.
She looked at him gently, touching him as if entranced, lost in a half-dream state, entwined with him for a long time.
She called out Xu Wen's name, wanting to tell him, "Xu Wen, you are right; there’s no need to hold on to me. I do not belong to you; it was destined before I ever met you..."
For the first time enjoying his gentle affection, she truly felt intoxicated, exhausted, and sleepy. The most intimate moments were indeed the most tiring. After exhausting herself completely, she murmured contentedly and sweetly fell asleep...
When she woke up, it seemed she had forgotten what had happened last night but also remembered bits of it. So upon waking, she turned over and sat up, trying hard to recall for a moment.
The scene shouldn't have been like this; he had clearly been there last night. He should have been lying beside her—why was there no one next to her?
She lifted the blanket, got out of bed, and shuffled into the kitchen and bathroom. There was no one around, as if no one had been there except her.
But upon closer inspection, she noticed many signs that someone had indeed been there.
She returned to her room, hugged her knees while sitting on the bed, and recalled what had happened yesterday. Oh right, even if he was gone, what about Xiang Yuanqiu? Why was she also missing? Where had she gone? In Beijing, aside from her classmate, she hadn't heard of any other acquaintances.
Oh right, Qinglan remembered that Wang Wei had been kicked out by him, so Xiang Yuanqiu must have left with him. An Shaojie had never liked her much either, so of course he would have driven her away too.
Sighing, Qinglan smiled lightly. This guy had beaten Wang Wei and chased both of them away; how would she face them in the future? As for him, it didn't matter to him; he never needed to face anyone. His principle of social interaction was very simple: treat passersby and friends sincerely. For those who were not passersby, he didn't bother with false pleasantries. You walk your own path, and I'll walk mine.
This also made Qinglan feel that it was a reason he shouldn't dislike her. A person so genuine would have kept his distance like Xiang Yuanqiu if he had no feelings for her or disliked her.
Thinking this, Qinglan smiled softly again and got back out of bed, preparing to start her day.
As for him, since he returned last night, he must have decided to come back. If he wasn't there now, he must have gone to school or somewhere else. What time was it now? Waking up this late, she certainly couldn't expect him to stay in bed with her until noon.
Qinglan felt relieved and happily walked into the bathroom to freshen up.
Outside, it was a bright and sunny day.
After washing up, she picked up her phone from beside the pillow and called Xiang Yuanqiu.
"Where are you?" Qinglan asked.
"At the train station," came a somewhat evasive and guilty voice.
"Hey, when did you leave my place? Why did you suddenly go back without telling me?" Qinglan complained, a bit surprised, and then started to apologize, saying she was really drunk last night and didn't know what was going on. She asked for her forgiveness.
Xiang Yuanqiu paused for a moment and tentatively asked, "Is An Shaojie with you?"
"No, he's not," Qinglan replied. She continued to express her apologies and specifically apologized to An Shaojie for the incident with Wang Wei, speculating that Xiang Yuanqiu must have hurried back to Beijing because of this.
"From middle school to high school, you know what kind of person An Shaojie is. He has never had a good attitude towards anyone. Why are you still holding a grudge against him? Just because of this, you left without even saying goodbye."
Listening to Qinglan on the phone, Xiang Yuanqiu couldn't help but smile. She finally understood that Qinglan didn't fully grasp what had happened last night; she was oblivious to her scheme and only saw the surface. Moreover, it seemed that An Shaojie hadn't seen through her plan either.
Xiang Yuanqiu felt a sense of pride and relief; her luck was finally holding up.
"It's not just because of that. The main reason is that after Wang Wei returned to the hotel last night, he felt really guilty. He did drink a bit too much. The main thing is..." Xiang Yuanqiu moved her phone away from Wang Wei intentionally, avoiding him while lowering her voice and laughing, "He insisted on going back. I actually wanted to stay in Beijing for a few more days since it’s not often I get to come here. But right now, Wang Wei is feeling a bit uncomfortable and disappointed—he's heartbroken." She let the last sentence slip out like a thief and then laughed ambiguously.
Qinglan fell silent for a moment.
"He came to Beijing this time mainly for you," Xiang Yuanqiu continued. "He thought you had broken up with An Shaojie and believed he had some hope. But as soon as An Shaojie showed up, all his hopes vanished. It would be better for him to go back early." She deliberately elevated An Shaojie's status while belittling Wang Wei, making it seem like she was humble compared to Wang Wei.
Qinglan was already an innocent person, and after hearing this from Xiang Yuanqiu, she felt even guiltier towards them and didn't want to keep them any longer; they could meet again when she went home later.
She wanted to rush to the station to see them off, but Xiang Yuanqiu said it wasn't necessary; by the time she arrived, they would probably have already boarded the train. In the end, Qinglan still went to the train station but couldn't find them in the waiting area. When she called them, Xiang Yuanqiu was surprised on the phone that they had already entered the station. Finally, Qinglan returned to school with feelings of shame and guilt.
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