Chapter 161: However Dazzling He Is Now, That's How Much She Regrets

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

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Xia Xiran's gaze was fixed on Jiang Muye as he did the long jump in the sand pit. His vigorous posture was like a swallow's, and his every movement shone as brilliantly as the stars.

Most importantly, Leng Ruoli was right there beside him, wiping the sweat from his brow. Jiang Muye lowered his head with a smile, looking so dazzling and moving. Even watching from afar, one could feel the deep affection between the two.

If only she were the one standing before him right now, the one wiping his sweat.

How radiant he was now.

How much she regretted it.

Xia Xiran had never imagined that Jiang Muye would now be this outstanding, commanding the winds and clouds, while she had instead become part of the backdrop, demoted to a dull and lusterless existence.

If she had become Jiang Muye's girlfriend, how many people would be envying her right now? Who wouldn't look up to her, speaking nothing but words of praise?

In an instant, red veins appeared in Xia Xiran's eyes. She gritted her teeth and said, "I already regret it this much now. If I give up, I'll definitely regret it even more in the future."

She drew a deep breath and began writing in the notebook beside her.

"What are you writing?" the Girl with Glasses asked.

"A promotional piece," Xia Xiran said meaningfully. "I need to make Jiang Muye notice my shining points too. Only by conveying my strengths will there be a chance he'll see me again."

What Xia Xiran excelled at most was writing. It was precisely because she could write songs and articles, carrying an air of scholarship about her, that she was called the "Literary Goddess" on campus.

"I support you, I believe he'll definitely be charmed by you," the Girl with Glasses said, starting to root for Xia Xiran.

At that moment, Jiang Muye, competing in the long jump semifinals, had already completed a perfect leap. Amid the admiring gazes of the crowd, he walked toward Leng Ruoli with a face full of smiles.

"My shoe seems to have sand in it. Help me up."

Leng Ruoli immediately reached out her hand, and Jiang Muye leaned on her arm and began shaking the sand out of his shoe.

"Oof, that's a lot of sand." Jiang Muye laughed aloud.

He even deliberately pretended to stumble, falling toward Leng Ruoli.

When Leng Ruoli saw Jiang Muye staggering, she was immediately worried. Without another word, she grabbed his arms and said, "Don't scare me."

Jiang Muye landed steadily in Leng Ruoli's embrace.

His head happened to rest right on Leng Ruoli's full peaks. Of course, he had been entirely unprepared for it — it was purely a matter of accidentally stumbling into the right spot.

It made even his ears turn burning hot.

Her body really was soft and pillowy. The moment his face buried into it, he could smell a tempting milky fragrance.

The touch was very springy, soft as cotton.

When Leng Ruoli felt Jiang Muye lean onto her, her skin turned lovely and shy. She now couldn't move at all.

After hesitating for more than thirty seconds, Jiang Muye finally shifted away reluctantly. His face burning, he chuckled, "That was an accident."

Leng Ruoli's round eyes glared at him shyly, and Jiang Muye laughed as he started putting on his shoes.

She noticed his shoelaces had come undone, and instinctively lowered her head to help him tie them.

Jiang Muye watched Leng Ruoli's careful movements with pleasure.

"Having a girlfriend really is different. That butterfly knot you tied looks great."

Of course, he looked good tying butterfly knots too — just, on the bed.

Leng Ruoli's eyes curved, and she raised her head to look at Jiang Muye, saying softly, "It's just tying a butterfly knot, that's all."

Jiang Muye raised his hand and gently rubbed Leng Ruoli's hair.

The two were immersed in their own comfortable and blissful space, their gazes lingering amorously, and just looking at each other made them laugh involuntarily.

They clearly hadn't said a word.

But just looking at each other made them want to be happy, made them want to laugh.

However, a familiar female voice came through the broadcast.

"To Jiang Muye of the Design Department: you soared into the air, leaping for all you're worth, like an eagle striking the vast sky, engraved with light and glory. In that moment, you were the most radiant existence. The even measure was all within your control, your deep-set brows carrying focus and passion, as if ten thousand rays of light all shrouded your lone figure, as if melting into the sky, soaring youth."

"In that moment, my heartbeat moved for you alone. Every movement, I wish were the highlight of a film, flashing and circling in my mind over and over. I will keep watching you, fall for you once again, cheer for you once again, and wait for you alone — from Xia Xiran, Literature Department, second year, class three."

Jiang Muye immediately looked toward the broadcast station. She stood on the observation platform, long hair fluttering, holding the microphone, her gaze fixed on Jiang Muye with deep affection.

Jiang Muye was unmoved. Instead, he found it deeply troubling, and he was angry too.

What on earth was Xia Xiran trying to do!

The students on site were all whispering among themselves. "Xia Xiran's from the broadcast station. Is what she wrote even a broadcast piece? That's a love letter, isn't it."

"Yeah, every word reveals her own inner thoughts. How has she still not given up on Jiang Muye?"

"There's nothing to be done about it. Who asked Jiang Muye to be so popular? If I were her, I wouldn't let it go so easily either."

As Jiang Muye simmered with anger, he noticed Leng Ruoli walking toward the broadcast station. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist. "Ruoli, what are you going to do?"

Could she be going to tear into Xia Xiran or start a fight?

Jiang Muye would rather handle it himself than have Leng Ruoli clean up the mess.

But Leng Ruoli turned back to look at Jiang Muye, the corners of her eyes curving. "It's not like she's the only one who can write letters. I can too."

Jiang Muye was slightly taken aback.

"Even if it's writing a love letter, I'm no worse than her." Leng Ruoli's red lips drew out a bright smile. "I have to properly defend my position as his girlfriend."

Leng Ruoli wasn't a person who returned every slight.

But anyone who crossed the line — she would strike back without fail.

When Xia Xiran was working as the announcer, reading out the cheer piece, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared before her.

"What are you doing here?" the Girl with Glasses asked, looking at the newly arrived Leng Ruoli with displeasure.

"Here to deliver a broadcast piece," Leng Ruoli said, her pretty face full of coldness, her powerful aura fully unleashed. She was not suppressed at all by the Girl with Glasses' nasty attitude — instead, she was far more imposing. "Is that not allowed?"

Just those brief words were already enough to make the Girl with Glasses cower.

Leng Ruoli pressed the letter directly onto the desk before Xia Xiran with one hand.

Xia Xiran's expression turned very ugly.

The Leng Ruoli before her was bright and moving, snow-white skin and red lips, carrying a hint of aloofness mixed with a charming, uniquely beautiful air.

"Read it," Leng Ruoli said, looking down at Xia Xiran with a condescending air.

Xia Xiran felt her body and mind tremble, a severe pressure bearing down on her.

She saw very delicate handwriting on the paper in Leng Ruoli's hand.

As an announcer, no matter how flustered Xia Xiran was, she could only control her trembling heart and pick up the paper.

After seeing the content, she breathed with difficulty.

"To my boyfriend, Jiang Muye…"

The difficult words came out of Xia Xiran's mouth.

This was essentially freshly made dog food, forcibly stuffed into Jiang Muye's mouth.

Xia Xiran resisted fiercely, yet could only read it out reluctantly.

After hearing the voice from the broadcast, Jiang Muye instantly looked toward the broadcast station.

He had just watched Leng Ruoli secretly writing something, refusing to let him see it no matter what. But he never imagined that what she wrote next would actually be something like this!!!