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But one cannot simply say "Do not worry about the road ahead without friends," or "Old things must go for new ones to come." In love, it has always been advised to unite rather than separate. For the traditionally conservative Jiang Liuying, advising separation is certainly an immoral act.
Shen Xiaomeng seemed to understand her feelings and smiled kindly at her, saying, "I'm fine."
Jiang Liuying nodded slightly and retreated back to her small corner.
Hu Jiao'er was the happiest and most fulfilled in the dormitory, yet during this time, she was also affected by the sadness of parting, feeling somewhat lethargic.
She was a very fortunate girl. The last time Zhou Xiaochuan took her home, she was surprisingly well-liked by his parents, who held her hand and were reluctant to let go. With her delicate skin, rosy cheeks, and tall, sturdy figure, Zhou Xiaochuan's mother was a straightforward and fortunate woman, someone who brought good fortune to her family. Her theories on people left Hu Jiao'er and Zhou Xiaochuan both amused and exasperated, but being liked was always a happy thing, so they did not mind her words and were glad to be accepted and appreciated.
Later, on the way back to school, Jiao'er asked Zhou Xiaochuan, "After knowing me for such a short time, you decided to pursue me. Isn’t it like what your mom thinks? You can read faces and believe I bring good fortune, which is why you chose me?"
Zhou Xiaochuan smiled and ruffled her hair, saying, "Do you think I consult with my mom about fortune-telling? The way she praises you is just a way of complimenting girls in our hometown."
"Really?" Jiao'er asked skeptically.
"Of course," Zhou Xiaochuan replied confidently. "But honestly, when I first saw you, I really felt that you were a girl full of blessings."
Hu Jiao'er raised her hand as if to hit him: "That's not because of fortune-telling."
Zhou Xiaochuan caught her raised hand with a mischievous smile: "My way of reading faces is different from my mom's or those fortune-tellers who just talk nonsense."
"What’s different?" Jiao'er asked playfully in his embrace.
He pinched Hu Jiao'er’s fair face and said, "It's because we share a similar temperament. The first time I saw you, I knew you were the type of partner I had been looking for. You are generous, open-minded, not delicate or pretentious, straightforward, yet with such a tender and rosy appearance. A woman who is both grand and not delicate is truly fortunate." Zhou Xiaochuan chuckled, with a hint of frivolity.
With a "smack," Hu Jiao'er swatted away Zhou Xiaochuan's hand that was pinching her chin. "You little rascal, still trying to take advantage of me."
This remark made Zhou Xiaochuan burst into laughter. Others naturally did not understand why this statement amused him so much. Only Zhou Xiaochuan and Hu Jiao'er understood. When they were together, they often mentioned the phrase "taking advantage," not because Zhou Xiaochuan was taking advantage of Hu Jiao'er, but because he frequently complained that she was taking advantage of him. This often made Hu Jiao'er angry, as he never intended to take advantage of her.
Whenever Hu Jiao'er pouted and said this, Zhou Xiaochuan would laugh heartily.
It was indeed unusual; many girls were taken advantage of by boys and ended up suffering greatly. Yet Hu Jiao'er wished for Zhou Xiaochuan to take advantage of her, but he never did, which often frustrated her.
What Hu Jiao'er meant by wanting Zhou Xiaochuan to take advantage of her was that she desired him to kiss her passionately and embrace her like other couples did without hesitation.
However, Zhou Xiaochuan did not do that. Throughout their relationship, he maintained a demeanor of restraint, only holding hands or giving her a kiss on the back of her hand, forehead, or cheek, keeping their romance pure.
At first, Hu Jiao'er had strong opinions about him and even doubted whether he truly liked or loved her, fearing he was afraid of taking responsibility.
Later on, he took her to meet his parents at his home. Not only did they accept her, but they also liked her very much.
Moreover, now when Zhou Xiaochuan's parents called him, they would ask to speak with Hu Jiao'er for a while and remind her to take good care of him. Whenever she heard this, Hu Jiao'er would proudly shake her fist at Zhou Xiaochuan beside her, indicating that if he didn’t listen to her in the future, she could act first and report later because she held the power over him. She had already recorded their parents’ advice several times with pride.
Now Hu Jiao'er had long since come to terms with his reluctance to take advantage of her and no longer demanded it from him. Her status had risen from being an object to a subject; as long as Zhou Xiaochuan slightly crossed the line, she would consider it him taking advantage of her.
Now Zhou Xiaochuan asked her every day, "Let me take a little advantage."
Hu Jiao'er tilted her face towards the sky and said, "No way, men and women shouldn't be too close." This made Zhou Xiaochuan pretend to be on the verge of vomiting several times.
Hu Jiao'er laughed heartily.
However, in recent days, she had also become a bit lazy, feeling that happiness was hard to come by but could vanish quickly. Sometimes, the happiness earned through all one's personality and charm could disappear overnight.
It only took one night, or just a little temptation of interest, to make the happiness that had been grasped slip away completely.
"Happiness that can disappear is ultimately not true happiness," Jiang Liuying said, revealing the truth. "So we should still focus on cultivating our personality and charm to protect our happiness for a long time. Moreover, happiness is a feeling; as long as we have personality and charm, we can feel happy at any time. Losing is not scary; it depends on what we lose. If the happiness we seem to have is lost, it's fine. If the old doesn't go, the new won't come; our true happiness won't arrive. So losing what originally didn't belong to us might not be a bad thing."
Jiang Liuying continued Hu Jiao'er's thoughts while planning to get up.
She kept looking at Qinglan, who lay silently on the bed.
This silly girl Qinglan had never seen anyone as stubborn as herself. Everyone knew about her relationship with An Shaojie now; An Shaojie had been missing for quite some time, yet she still clung desperately to one person's love while ignoring the wonderful Xu Wen beside her.
"The person who loves you won't leave you for any reason because he knows it will hurt you. The person who leaves you must not truly like you, at least not as much as you think."
Jiang Liuying stood up, intending to sit with Qinglan for a while and chat to lift her spirits. Just as she stepped out of her small space, her phone on the table buzzed with an incoming call. She picked up the phone and saw it was Mosen calling.
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