Chapter 390: Let Her Go, Let Me Do It
Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong
Boss Cutie
Her voice was very raw and inexperienced, not nearly as skilled as a professional singer. But what it lacked in technique, it made up for in how moving it was. She sang earnestly, and her voice carried the charm of an unripe green fruit, not yet mature but naturally fragrant.
"From the first moment I saw you / I fell deep into your charm / When you occasionally glance my way / My heart races endlessly / Even if my feelings are understated / They bloom with fierce intensity / I truly like you / Of everyone in the world, I like you the most…"
The song Deep Love had found its way straight into Jiang Muye's heart.
He really wanted to tell her.
Stop singing.
Let him sing instead.
But even as she stumbled over the song, she was sinking deeper and deeper into his heart.
Even though she was so bad at singing, even if people called her a disgrace, she'd still mustered the courage to sing for him.
Right now, Leng Ruoli was trying hard to recall the lyrics. Mi Lu and Xia Xiran stood on either side of her, holding microphones and recording the sound of the guitar.
She really wasn't much of a singer, but with these two encouraging her, she felt there was nothing to be afraid of.
Liking someone was liking them, and you had to say it out loud.
If pursuing a guy was shameful, then what in the world was worth taking pride in?! She liked Jiang Muye, so she was going to boldly chase him back! Missing out on him would be a lifetime of regret.
There were countless ways to repay a debt of gratitude, so why did it have to be with her body?
Unless the person who saved her was Jiang Muye. Then she'd be willing.
Missing out on the person you liked most in order to repay a debt, that was the stupidest way of all!
After Leng Ruoli saw Jiang Muye go inside, she felt somewhat disappointed, but she didn't give up.
He wasn't outside, so he couldn't see her, but he could hear.
She just wanted to express her feelings to him through song.
However, just as Leng Ruoli finished singing, an angry rebuke came: "What do you think you're doing, disturbing the order! Stop it, get out of here!"
Several security guards had come over with fierce expressions.
The guards instinctively moved to shoo Leng Ruoli away, and she said coolly, "I'm confessing to someone. Cut me some slack."
"No! You can't cause a scene here!" the guard continued to scold.
Leng Ruoli said defiantly, "But there's no rule that says you can't confess on campus. I've seen plenty of people do it before, and you didn't stop them."
"Before is before, now is now. When I say leave, you leave!" The guard instinctively reached out to snatch the microphone from Leng Ruoli's hand.
In that moment of panic, with a splash, a basin of cold water came pouring down from above.
And it landed dead-on, right on the security guard.
"I'd say I poured that pretty accurately." An unhurried voice rang out.
Leng Ruoli looked up excitedly.
She saw Jiang Muye leaning lazily against the railing, a washbasin still in his hand.
"What's all the noise? Can't a person study around here! All of you, quiet down and get out!"
Jiang Muye raised an eyebrow, gave everyone a good "talking-to," then carried the basin back inside.
But Leng Ruoli's eyes were shining bright, and she felt as if a little deer were frolicking around inside her body.
Jiang Muye was such a tsundere.
Otherwise, why hadn't he poured the water on her just now?
The guards shooed away the onlookers, and the students didn't want any trouble either. Now that the main character was gone, there was nothing more to watch, so they scattered in a huff.
"Miss Mi Lu, how was my acting?" The guard, who'd just been so fierce, was now grinning at Mi Lu.
"Very good, you could go shoot a film at Hengdian Film City! I'll refer you to someone then, and this time I'll get you a raise too!" Mi Lu nodded in approval.
The guards were delighted: "That's great! Any time there's a sweet gig like this again, find us!"
After watching the guards interact with Mi Lu, Leng Ruoli was bewildered: "You two… what's going on?"
Mi Lu stepped forward and wrapped her hands around Leng Ruoli's wrist, whispering, "What's more effective than the Hero Saves the Beauty? It's obvious Jiang Muye has feelings for you, so just keep up the momentum. There's no way he can escape your grasp."
Mi Lu clenched her fingers around her palm: "Guaranteed catch! All this kissing and romance stuff is such a pain. Let's just be direct—I'll help you tie him up, and then you cook the rice into a meal. Do first, love later!"
Mi Lu's bold words made Leng Ruoli's face flush to the extreme.
She instinctively pushed Mi Lu: "Sister Mi Lu!"
Sister Mi Lu laughed mischievously: "Alright, then let's keep casting the long line for the big fish!"
Xia Xiran stood on Leng Ruoli's side, cheering her on: "Go for it, I have high hopes for you. I think you and Jiang Muye will make up very soon."
"Thank you for this time." Leng Ruoli thanked her sincerely.
"I'm the one who should thank you. It's through you that I've learned what it really means to love someone." Xia Xiran said seriously, "Looking at me before, I was so extreme and did a lot of wrong things. Please don't hold it against me."
"It's fine, you didn't hurt anyone anyway, and who doesn't make mistakes?" Leng Ruoli had never been angry with Xia Xiran at all. Instead, she deeply admired Xia Xiran's courage in loving someone.
Someone so proud, yet she could learn to let go, and even help her.
"But hear me out. I'm not a magnanimous person. If you really end up hurting Jiang Muye, I'm planning to take your place!" Xia Xiran pointed at Leng Ruoli, her tone resolute.
Leng Ruoli nodded: "Absolutely not!"
She knew Xia Xiran wasn't joking. She was serious.
"That's right, I'm waiting to take your place too!" Mi Lu nodded.
Leng Ruoli gave a coquettish huff: "Sister Mi Lu, what are you butting in for!"
Mi Lu leaned against Leng Ruoli's shoulder, grinning: "After all, I'm one of your love rivals—the number one love rival, in fact. You absolutely cannot relax, or this honest girl will take over in a minute!"
Leng Ruoli replied with a bright smile: "You won't get the chance."
Of course, Leng Ruoli's confession to Jiang Muye this time made her a legend at school.
Not only did Leng Ruoli not make a fool of herself, she actually made Jiang Muye look like a big shot. Word spread that Leng Ruoli and Jiang Muye had a quarrel, and that to win him back, Leng Ruoli had romantically created all sorts of surprises, making the other male students wildly jealous.
December 30th, 2022. New Year's Eve.
Jiang Muye faced the biggest challenge of his twenty years.
It wasn't that she had a delivery driver send over yellow roses in apology.
Yellow roses meant an apology. Buying skins and gear was also, naturally, an apology.
As Jiang Muye held the yellow roses, the guys around him were beside themselves with envy.
"These yellow roses, I hear each one costs fifty yuan. Super expensive! And she actually bought a whole big bunch. Must be nice to have money!"
"I wish I had a girlfriend to send me flowers. Man, comparison makes a person want to die. Meanwhile, my girlfriend makes me go buy flowers for her, and if I don't buy them, she throws a fit."
Jiang Muye was surprised. Never imagined a bunch of yellow roses would be so expensive.
After hearing what the others were saying, his mood suddenly brightened up.
When Jiang Muye carried that bouquet of yellow roses upstairs, his three roommates, busy playing LoL, noticed him come back with flowers.
"Muzi, did you go do some wholesale deal? Where'd you get all these flowers!"
"Right, did you switch to a new target and you're getting ready to chase her? Want us to help you out?"