Oscar Played Dirty
Jiang Qin drew back a little. "No need, really no need..."
Ning Rongrong, however, wore a mischievous grin.
She leaned closer and looked at Jiang Qin's nervous face, unable to keep from finding it funny.
So Jiang Qin, who had so righteously stood up for her during the day, could blush too.
"Jiang Qin..."
Ning Rongrong's voice was soft and sweet, making him tingle.
Jiang Qin didn't know how to respond, so he simply kept quiet.
As the dark clouds around the moon finally dispersed, the moonlight grew brighter, carrying a sacred air.
Time ticked by, and Jiang Qin seemed a little nervous.
Suddenly, Jiang Qin's expression changed.
Ning Rongrong stared at Jiang Qin in a daze, anger showing in her eyes.
"Jiang Qin! You!"
Ning Rongrong then ran down.
After a while, Ning Rongrong turned back, fuming. Looking furious, she was about to give Jiang Qin a piece of her mind.
But Jiang Qin didn't wait for her to speak. He beat her to it: "Rongrong..."
Ning Rongrong's body stiffened. She sensed the meaning hidden in Jiang Qin's words and felt conflicted, as if two little figures were fighting inside her heart.
She was about to nod without thinking.
But...
"Jiang Qin," Ning Rongrong said, turning her head and placing her small hand in his broad palm. She held his fingers and murmured:
"Jiang Qin, I haven't made up my mind yet. Will you wait?"
The girl nestled in his arms, and Jiang Qin stroked her head. "All right, Rongrong. I'll wait for you."
He knew full well that they had already made a lot of progress today. They still had to enter a marriage contract, and it could only succeed if Ning Rongrong was completely willing. There was no need for him to rush.
Besides...
Jiang Qin looked at the expression on Ning Rongrong's youthful, fair face and knew things were more or less there already. They might still need an opportunity.
At a time like this, he couldn't push too hard.
Ning Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, though Jiang Qin had agreed to her request and she ought to have been happy,
A sudden feeling of disappointment arose in her heart instead.
Ning Rongrong stiffly rearranged her expression and changed the subject. "Oh, right, Jiang Qin, what was the pill you gave me last time called? Do you have any more? Give me another one, will you? It felt pretty comfortable after I ate it."
Jiang Qin froze for a moment, then took out several pills and handed them to her. "These are Spirit-Calming Pills. Besides restoring physical strength, they can also heal minor injuries and relieve fatigue. That's what I gave you last time."
Strange, this girl doesn't seem to be hurt?
After Ning Rongrong took the pill wreathed in a soft glow, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and she tucked it into her bag.
"All right, Jiang Qin, I'm off. See you tomorrow!" Her tone was light, even a little buoyant.
Jiang Qin nodded, gave her another gentle hug, and then waved goodbye.
Jiang Qin then returned to bed. Breathing in the lingering fragrance of the girl, he couldn't help feeling a little entranced. "That Little Demoness is rather alluring."
By then, Ning Rongrong had also returned to her dormitory. She drew the curtains tight and swallowed the pill in one gulp.
As soon as the pill entered her mouth, it melted instantly into a sweet liquid.
That familiar feeling swept through her body once more, leaving her warm all over. It was as though the grievances and agitation she had felt over the past few days, her physical exhaustion, and her mental weariness had vanished without a trace, replaced by a refreshing, wonderful feeling.
Ning Rongrong slowly reached out her hand.
"How annoying, Jiang Qin, that blockhead, only thinks about himself!"
"He could have helped in other ways!"
"Jiang Qin, I like you so much..."
After a long while, the sudden rainstorm subsided, and the air grew tranquil and fresh again. Ning Rongrong gently steadied her breathing and closed her eyes. The moonlight was as bright as ever. No one knew of what had happened tonight, and everything gradually returned to peace.
Several days later, one evening, on a bench somewhere on campus.
A delicate, lovely girl nestled against a tall, handsome boy, his arm around her waist. Both had their eyes closed, enjoying a moment of tranquility.
After spending the past few days together, Ning Rongrong still refused to admit it openly, calling him her boyfriend she wasn't going public with.
In truth, with her flighty nature, how could she possibly hide it? Though neither had said it outright, almost everyone in Shrek could see the attraction between them.
"Where are we going to eat later?" Ning Rongrong raised her head and asked lazily.
Jiang Qin pinched Ning Rongrong's cheek. "How about that grilled fish place we went to last time? Didn't you say it was delicious?"
"Grilled fish again? Can't we have something different? We've eaten so much fish these past few days that my head hurts whenever I see one..." Ning Rongrong wriggled out of Jiang Qin's arms and spoke with a pout.
Jiang Qin said, "Then what do you want to eat?"
"How about that pretty food place we saw last time? The food looks good and tastes good too," Ning Rongrong said with a grin.
Jiang Qin felt helpless. Girls were like this: they might seem to be asking you, but they were actually testing whether you could guess what they were thinking...
Jiang Qin nodded. "Then let's go to that pretty food place."
"Yay! Come on, come on, let's go now!"
Ning Rongrong stood up, seized Jiang Qin's arm, and skipped forward.
The setting sun stretched their two shadows long, so very long...
Dai Mubai gave a wicked smile and punched Oscar on the shoulder. "Well? I told you, didn't I? That girl Ning Rongrong got together with Jiang Qin ages ago, but you wouldn't believe me."
Oscar's face gradually turned pale. Then anger flared in his heart and spread through his whole body in an instant!
Why? Why would Ning Rongrong fall for Jiang Qin? In what way was he inferior?
All this time, he had fawned over her every day, bringing her breakfast in the morning and fetching hot water for her at night...
Every day, he got up half an hour early to spruce himself up. His already handsome face, paired with those striking peach blossom eyes, made him a top-tier heartthrob—the kind who'd be asked for his contact information walking down the street!
But all his repeated inquiries after her well-being had earned him was Ning Rongrong's disgust and avoidance.
He still remembered what Ning Rongrong had said that day when he had worked up the courage to confess to her:
"Little Ao, I don't know what I did wrong to give you the illusion that I liked you."
"I'm telling you clearly today: I won't like you. Not now, not in the future, never."
"There's someone I like. Stop pestering me."
Oscar had humbled himself and grovelled. "Rongrong, what would it take for you to like me? I'll change..."
He really did like Ning Rongrong, who was pretty and adorable on the outside but had a personality like a little chili pepper.
Ning Rongrong had said angrily, "What do you like about me? I'll change!!"