Delete Her as a Friend

"Lao Jiang, go get your admission letter! Let's go together!"

The day after returning from the bar, Jiang Qin had just climbed out of bed when he suddenly received a QQ message from Guo Zihang.

He couldn't help glancing up at the calendar on the wall. Today really was the day to pick up the admission letters. But with Guo Zihang's grades, he could barely apply to a second-tier university. His admission letter shouldn't have arrived so quickly, right?

"Your admission letter came too?"

"No, I'm accompanying you."

"It isn't yours, so why are you being so enthusiastic?"

"You said you'd take me to the foot massage parlor after the admission letters arrived!"

Jiang Qin couldn't help spitting at his phone. Is this really all modern college students are good for? Thinking about getting foot massages every damn day!

He tossed down his phone, got up, washed, changed his clothes, and left the house. By the time he reached the post office, Guo Zihang was already waiting outside.

"Godfather, your admission letter is the fifth one from the top on Shelf Three!"

"How do you know?"

"I already looked for it. If the staff hadn't stopped me, I would've taken it out for you myself."

"You really will stop at nothing to get to that foot massage parlor!"

Jiang Qin was utterly defeated by Guo Zihang. If this guy had been half as enthusiastic about studying back then—no, even just half this enthusiastic—wouldn't Tsinghua and Peking University have been his for the choosing? Guo Zihang gave a foolish laugh without explaining and followed Jiang Qin into the post office like a lackey.

Admission letters were extremely important documents. Although there was no strict rule requiring the recipient to collect one personally, even a proxy had to present the recipient's ID card.

Jiang Qin found his admission letter on top of Shelf Three, then rummaged around a little more and took another package.

"Brother Jiang, why do you have two admission letters?"

"The other one is Feng Nanshu's."

"That won't work. If you aren't the recipient, you need Feng Nanshu's ID card to collect it."

Jiang Qin said nothing. He pulled two ID cards from his pocket and handed them to the postal worker—one was his, and the other was Feng Nanshu's.

Seeing this, Guo Zihang's eyes instantly widened like Copper Bells. He even had the other person's ID card in his hands. And he still calls them just friends?

"Brother Jiang, which university did Goddess Feng apply to?"

"The same one as me, Linchuan."

"She told you?"

"No, I guessed."

Guo Zihang was about to continue asking when the corner of his eye suddenly caught a familiar figure.

She wore a denim skirt and had her hair tied in a neat ponytail. She was none other than the belle of Class Two, Senior Year Three, Chu Siqi.

"Jiang Qin, long time no see."

Jiang Qin gave a slight nod. "Long time no see."

Chu Siqi bit her lip. "Did you apply to Linchuan University too? I'm in the Department of Law. What about you?"

"Who told you I applied to Linchuan University?"

"Wang Huiru. But don't misunderstand—I wasn't deliberately asking around. It just came up in conversation yesterday, so I happened to hear it."

Jiang Qin smiled faintly and walked out of the post office.

He actually didn't care at all about what Chu Siqi had said. He had only exchanged a few words with her out of politeness. As for attending the same university, it didn't matter. The School of Finance was on the main campus, while the Department of Law was at East Campus. Unless they arranged to meet, they basically wouldn't have any chance of running into each other.

Seeing Jiang Qin walk away without hesitation, Chu Siqi immediately grew anxious.

She had actually arrived long ago and had been sitting in the milk tea shop across from the post office. The moment she saw Jiang Qin arrive, she had hurried over. She had gone to all that trouble simply because she wanted to say a few words to him.

You're angry with me, aren't you?

Then isn't it enough that I took the initiative to talk to you?

But she hadn't expected Jiang Qin to be so decisive, turning around and leaving just like that.

So what if you have three hundred thousand yuan? You're the one who likes me, not the other way around. I've already given you an opening, and you still won't take it!

"Jiang Qin, are you really planning to become strangers with me?"

"Yes. Didn't I tell you my answer a long time ago?"

After hearing this, Chu Siqi clenched her teeth, her face full of anger. "Fine. Then tell me, why did you choose the same university as me?"

Jiang Qin was slightly stunned. He instantly remembered something he had forgotten.

That was right. On the eve of the National College Entrance Examination, before he had traveled back, his adolescent self had once asked Chu Siqi which university she wanted to attend. She had answered Linchuan University because her father had graduated from Linchuan.

After living a second life, he had forgotten many details. He only remembered that Linchuan was a city he was familiar with, but had completely forgotten that he had originally chosen Linchuan University for Chu Siqi.

Holy crap. Isn't this the kind of coincidence that would make even the mother of coincidences cry all night? This is too damn coincidental.

"Me applying to Linchuan University has nothing to do with you."

"Heh, your grades were good enough for you to go to the capital, weren't they? Yet you deliberately chose Linchuan University. Isn't it because you knew I would be going to Linchuan?"

Jiang Qin sighed and turned back to Chu Siqi. "The capital is too far away. I don't want to go too far from home. Linchuan is a pretty good choice."

A layer of mist clouded Chu Siqi's eyes, and she had bitten her lips red. "Then let's really never contact each other again. Delete me. Right now. Delete my QQ in front of me!"

"..."

"What's wrong? Why are you silent? Don't you dare?" Chu Siqi said angrily, her full chest rising and falling.

Jiang Qin pulled out his phone and looked somewhat sheepishly at Guo Zihang. "Lao Guo, how do you delete a friend on the 2008 version of mobile QQ?"

Guo Zihang was utterly stunned. He looked at Jiang Qin as if he were an idiot. "Godfather, you don't even know how to do that?"

"I really don't. Help me operate it."

"Watch me!"

And so, Guo Zihang operated Jiang Qin's phone and deleted Chu Siqi right in front of her.

At the sight of this, Chu Siqi immediately burst into tears. She cursed Guo Zihang for being a bastard while sobbing and running away. She even forgot to take her admission letter.

Guo Zihang was dumbfounded after being cursed at. What does this have to do with me? I only provided technical support!

Then he suddenly looked up, his eyes fixing on Jiang Qin. Godfather, you're truly ruthless. You deliberately redirected her hatred onto me? You made yourself look like the good guy? Jiang Qin was actually quite innocent too. He genuinely didn't know how to use this old version of QQ!

"Lao Jiang, if you don't treat me to the foot massage parlor today, you'll be letting me down!"

"I'll take you there and scrub your skin off!"

Jiang Qin mounted his bicycle and took Guo Zihang to Xinghai Road, then climbed the tall steps leading to the entrance of Shui Yun Jian.

However, he stopped before entering and first explained the rules and all the industry slang to Guo Zihang, so he wouldn't embarrass himself inside.

Guo Zihang's face turned red as he listened. His gaze kept darting around, and in the end, he refused to go in no matter what. He even raised his collar to cover his face like a thief.

"Didn't you really want to come?"

"Brother, I thought it was just a place for foot massages!"

"So?"

"I'm not going. Let's go home!"

"Useless. I can see you'll never accomplish anything big."

Guo Zihang looked deeply aggrieved and couldn't help lowering his head to glance at his own feet.

He had genuinely thought this was simply a place for foot massages, with the only difference being that young ladies provided the service. Because of that, he had even scrubbed his feet with soap three times before leaving, afraid the young ladies would think they smelled. Who could have known that what got washed at a foot massage parlor wasn't feet at all! Please support the next chapter! Please support the next chapter!