Wu Xiaokai chased Ye Qiu all the way down the mountain, but Ye Qiu had no desire to speak to him.
Jealousy drove people mad.
Made them miserable.
Made them grimace.
Made them want no friends...
Wu Xiaokai said, "Brother Ye, Luo Ling's parents are coming tomorrow. Will you come with me?"
"No!"
"My grandfather won't be here for a few more days..." Wu Xiaokai said. "In this Academy, you're my only good brother..."
Without looking back, Ye Qiu said, "No wonder you have no friends!"
Wu Xiaokai had meant to follow him up the mountain, but when he saw the woman in a white skirt standing by its edge, he gave an awkward laugh, turned, and left.
Ye Qiu climbed the peak alone.
At the top, Lu Li fixed her gaze on him. "Where did you go?"
"Out for a walk," Ye Qiu said.
"He has a hickey on his neck. Why don't you?"
"His wife doesn't hit him, while I... No, wait. I didn't go there. We just happened to run into each other..."
"At a brothel?" Lu Li cut in.
Ye Qiu took a deep breath and looked at her. "I really didn't go!"
Lu Li shook her head. "I really don't believe you!"
Ye Qiu: "..."
Wu Xiaokai, damn you!
The woman really did seem a little off. Ye Qiu turned, went inside, and locked the door.
A while later, he opened it again and stepped out. Lu Li stood alone at the edge of the mountain.
Her white skirt fluttered in the mountain Feng, her hair streaming behind her. Hazy moonlight fell across her. If not for the strange turbulence in her emotions, the young woman would have looked like a banished immortal about to ride the Feng away.
Ye Qiu took a deep breath,