Chapter 297

The distance. It was like... She raised her head coldly, silently observing the distance between herself and Xia Yan, and the beautiful girl beside him. When did she become the loser, standing far away watching her "thing" be snatched away? Just like those ordinary girls, those so plain they couldn't compare to her, even Liu Ruoyun, who had a slight competitive edge, had quietly withdrawn from this war without bloodshed. As for "Hua Xin," this cowardly girl who only wanted to stay in one place, even giving up on competing for Xia Yan's Xia Yan, content with simply being a friend to him, she was even less worthy of mention. They, too, had no right to compete with her. She could only be the winner. She could only be the victor. Therefore, Lin Qingyu couldn't accept any of this. Her fists clenched tightly as she watched the two people standing close together, seemingly intimate despite not holding hands. A nameless fire surged within her. Compared to the setbacks and frustrations she had experienced with Xia Yan in the past, witnessing something that belonged to her being taken away felt like a tangible, visible defeat laid bare before her eyes. Though her face remained expressionless, her icy gaze was fixed on the two figures that lingered in the depths of her pupils, transcending the crowd and scenery. She took a slow, involuntary step forward. Two steps. Lin Qingyu was like a princess, furious and angry, alone in her lavishly decorated bedroom, as if a beloved toy had been stolen. Even though she had no idea whether she still truly "liked" Xia Yan, or whether she still genuinely wanted to be with him and develop a closer relationship, she only cared that what should have been hers was rightfully hers. Three steps... "Senior Lin?" A slightly tense and fearful voice sounded beside her, instantly bringing Lin Qingyu, who was lost in a turbulent emotional state, back to her senses. "Hahaha, it really is Senior Lin..." "Yeah, I knew it was Senior Lin from that beautiful back view..." Hearing the slightly familiar, awkward laughter, Lin Qingyu looked up at the spot where she had just been, but the crowds of people entering and leaving the campus had already made her lose sight of her. There were too many people. Although the two figures had disappeared, they were heading into the school. As long as they were in school, there was still a chance... Turning slightly, Lin Qingyu saw Xiang Guan and Mu Feng beside her, wearing slippers and trying to hide their embarrassment by constantly brushing their hair. "You guys..." "What's wrong?" Lin Qingyu's slightly hoarse and cold voice rang out, instantly freezing the two who were awkwardly laughing in place as if struck by lightning. How terrifying. Well, just moments ago, Xiang Guan and Mu Feng were united in their shared, unforgettable past and their hatred for Lin Qingyu. But after witnessing that terrifying, almost predatory gaze, they were rendered speechless, their carefully crafted stalling tactics completely forgotten. They'd already seen Brother Yan with his girlfriend, and they both knew Lin Qingyu's feelings... "Where are you headed so early, Senior? We just saw you and came over to say hello..." "Yeah, yeah, hahaha..." Mu Feng managed a weak reply, sweating profusely, while Xiang Guan beside him became nothing more than a broken record, echoing his words. *Gulp. Mu Feng swallowed hard. Even if he was scared, he couldn't just stand by and do nothing! This was their good brother who had looked after them for over a year! Even though he had betrayed Brother Yan before, acting as a double agent for Brother Hua and Lin Qingyu, although he didn't know Brother Hua's motives, they eventually reconciled... But his betrayal, unknown to anyone, was undeniably real. Lin Qingyu didn't even speak, treating the two living people standing in front of her as if they were air, slowly walking away expressionlessly. What to do... As expected, stopping a super-popular young lady is just too difficult for a shut-in... The exhausted Mu Feng looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with some melancholy, but his half-melancholy, half-mad brain kept forcing him to make a choice. This is enough. Anyway, Brother Yan doesn't know anything, they just happened to run into each other, being able to hold them back for two minutes is already more than enough, the previous debt should be wiped clean, right?... I don't have the obligation or the fear of being ridiculed for doing something so meaningless... Is this... the end? Me, being treated like air. In a daze, Mu Feng recalled the relationships he witnessed in high school, broken apart by the intervention of teachers and parents, and the loving couples who remained together even at graduation reunions. In the 2D, he was a powerful "hero," saving the world, the "protagonist" in countless comics, novels, and games, leading adoring girls and captivated by his charm—that was Mu Feng. In reality, he was an invisible nobody, someone whose name he couldn't recall except for his two dorm roommates. He would leave no trace during his four years of university, like air ignored by Lin Qingyu— Mu Feng was a complete shut-in..."Senior Lin!!!" Mu Feng suddenly took a deep breath and shouted at the top of his lungs towards Lin Qingyu, two meters away. The sudden three words were like fireworks exploding on a thin layer of ice, sending the ice and river water soaring into the air, igniting the already tense and tense atmosphere of finals. The crowd constantly coming and going from the school gate instantly surrounded them like wolves finding prey, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. Mu Feng's mind went blank; the chattering around him and the human wall surrounding him and Lin Qingyu didn't affect him. He simply lowered his head and smiled sadly, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes. "Brother Yan ...remember to treat me to dinner after our date." Two seconds later, a voice as loud and almost frantic as the previous three words completely ignited the crowd. "I like you!!!!!!!!!" 232. The Courage to Admit One's Feelings Today was probably an unusual day. Although she didn't know why she felt this way, Hua Xin still chose to believe her consistently accurate intuition—this vague, somewhat indescribable feeling. Time flies so fast... just like the vibrant green leaves that shimmered just a few months ago, now they've begun to wither, and the air is getting colder, telling us that one season has passed and another has arrived. People are always being chased by time, forgetting and fading many memories while simultaneously adding new ones, both happy and painful. Hua Xin, too, has faded many memories, actively or passively forgetting some deeply etched pain. But there's one person. Only the memory of Xia Yan, whether good or bad, remains completely unforgotten. But if you ask why...