Pursuing Her Best Friend after Confession Failed-Chapter 111 - 91: Roommate’s Suspicion, Conversation Between Best Friends_2
Since Bai Weixi’s seat was closest to the dormitory door, she stood up to open it.
Zhong Tingyue’s cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, and she smelled faintly of liquor.
Bai Weixi had been in low spirits for the past half month, so when she saw it was indeed Zhong Tingyue, she forced a smile. "Tingyue, you’re back."
Zhong Tingyue looked at the stunningly beautiful Bai Weixi before her. Their relationship was quite good, perhaps due to the kinship between beautiful women. Both of them also had their own secret worries.
Zhong Tingyue swayed on her feet, her gaze hazy. "Weixi, you’re still awake?"
Seeing her in this state, Bai Weixi supported her and said with concern, "Tingyue, please don’t drink so much anymore. We were all so worried about you."
The other roommates also chimed in. "Tingyue, you’re pretty punctual, huh? If you didn’t get back soon, Tingrou and I were about to go downstairs to look for you."
"Tingyue, hurry up and tell us! What did you and Li Yuan do afterward?"
Bai Weixi, who was helping Zhong Tingyue to her seat, shuddered when she heard the name ’Li Yuan.’ The image of a familiar figure immediately flashed through her mind. She looked at Zhong Tingyue, her eyes filled with questions, wanting to ask but swallowing the words before they could escape.
Bai Weixi knew Zhong Tingyue was from the Jiangnan region, so her childhood friend must be from there too. This Li Yuan and her Li Yuan must just have similar-sounding names; they couldn’t possibly be the same person. After all, she knew her Li Yuan so well. They had been classmates and ’good friends’ for three years of high school. He was always revolving around her, so it was impossible for him to know Zhong Tingyue from faraway Jiangnan.
Zhong Tingyue, slightly intoxicated with flushed cheeks, spoke about Li Yuan with a touch of shyness. "Nothing much. I was just confirming something and asked him to do me a favor on the side."
What she didn’t say aloud was that by doing this favor, she had practically given herself away. When Li Yuan suddenly kissed her, her mind went blank, and the buzz from the alcohol vanished in an instant...
Ding Shanshan teased, "Ooh, I thought you two had run off to elope."
Xu Tingrou was very curious. "Tingyue, what was that song Li Yuan sang to you on the way to dinner? I saw you were about to cry."
Zhong Tingyue replayed Li Yuan’s deep voice and the beautifully melancholic lyrics in her mind, replying faintly, "That song is called ’Nanshan South.’"
Wang Lisha, who loved listening to music, quickly searched for the song "Nanshan South" on her phone but found no results. She asked in confusion, "Tingyue, why can’t I find this ’Nanshan South’? It’s not online."
Ding Shanshan also grabbed her phone. "Really? Let me try searching, too."
A moment later, she stopped searching. The song really couldn’t be found online.
"Tingyue, don’t tell me... Li Yuan wrote that song himself?"
Zhong Tingyue’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her heart a mix of sweetness and sorrow. The song was beautiful, but its lyrics were heartbreaking. When she heard Li Yuan sing it, her heart nearly shattered...
Wang Lisha’s eyes widened in amazement. "Wow, it’s an original by Li Yuan? Tingyue, your boyfriend is quite the talent!"
Deng Meiqi came over to Zhong Tingyue’s side and took her hand. "Tingyue, tell us, did Li Yuan really write it himself? Do you know how to sing it? I really want to hear it."
Zhong Tingyue looked at her roommates’ reactions and nodded gently. "He did write it just for me. It’s our own little secret."
Wang Lisha asked excitedly, "Tingyue, my gossip-loving soul is on fire! Can you tell us about it? I promise I won’t tell anyone."
Ding Shanshan propped her chin on her hand with an expression that screamed she was invested in their love story. "Yeah, Tingyue, your story with Li Yuan sounds so romantic. I really want to hear it too."
"It’s a little secret between him and me, so I can’t tell you all. But once I get his permission, I’ll let you listen to it," Zhong Tingyue answered with a smile as radiant as a flower, pulling her phone from her bag to send Li Yuan a message...
Wang Lisha was stunned. "Whoa, Tingyue, don’t tell me you recorded it?"
Ding Shanshan asked curiously, "When did you record it?"
"You didn’t ask to go out alone with Li Yuan just now so you could record it, did you?"
"Shanshan, that’s probably it," Xu Tingrou said, feeling the romance of it all as she urged, "Tingyue, let us have a listen! Let’s hear what Li Yuan sounds like when he sings."
Zhong Tingyue felt the alcohol’s effects creeping up on her, making her drowsy. She chuckled lightly, "I think he sings quite well. The song and melody suit him perfectly. I’m going to go wash up. I’m getting a little sleepy..."
...
Hearing her roommates mention Li Yuan’s name over and over, Bai Weixi sat there feeling terribly upset, wronged, and sad.
She couldn’t understand why Li Yuan had changed so suddenly. She had given so much—rejecting countless suitors for him in high school, and he even stole her first kiss in public at the train station. Why would he just ignore her like this and even delete her contact?
As she mulled it over, her eyes betrayed her and began to well up with tears again.
Just after sending the message to Li Yuan, Zhong Tingyue saw Bai Weixi crying too. Thinking of her own situation, she went over, sat next to Bai Weixi, and asked with a sorrowful expression, "Weixi, I don’t know what happened to you, but I think maybe you should have a drink. Once you get a little dizzy, you’ll have the courage to do whatever you want without worrying so much about the consequences..."
Bai Weixi staunched her tears and looked up at the slightly tipsy, beautiful girl.
Zhong Tingyue was every bit as beautiful as she was, receiving so many love letters and flowers she couldn’t hold them all, only to turn them all down. But even so, like herself, she seemed to be carrying a secret burden in her heart—perhaps she was also hiding another ’him.’ And even his name was so similar...
"Tingyue, I really don’t understand. Is it really that easy for guys to have a change of heart?"
As soon as Ding Shanshan, Xu Tingrou, and the other roommates heard Bai Weixi’s question, they knew some fresh gossip was about to be served. In the six-person dorm, only Deng Meiqi and Wang Lisha had caught a glimpse of Li Yuan through the window on the day of the freshman class meeting. They knew this was likely about that boy, but no matter how they asked, Bai Weixi refused to say a word...
Zhong Tingyue gently patted Bai Weixi’s shoulder, comforting her softly, "It probably depends on the situation. If you’re willing to tell us, we can help you figure it out."
Deng Meiqi also came over. "Yeah, Weixi, just tell us. It’s hard for us to see you so down every day."
Bai Weixi had just finished talking with Wang Yuchen, and the emotions she had suppressed for half a month finally burst forth. With a choked voice, she began to tell her story.
"He and I were classmates for three years in high school, and we were desk mates. He used to be so good to me, granting almost every request I had. He helped me with my homework every day, made me handmade breakfasts, and prepared thoughtful gifts for me for every special occasion...
"After the college entrance exams, he confessed his feelings to me for the third time, and I rejected him. From that moment on, he stopped caring for me. His attitude changed drastically. He stopped messaging me, stopped replying to my texts, and on the rare occasions we ran into each other, he was just cold and sarcastic...
"But even then, I was still willing to wait for him, to give him a chance to prove himself. When we were choosing our colleges, he applied to the same university as me, risking that his application would fall through... I thought I saw hope, that we could finally be together, but I never imagined it would end up like this...
"SOB! SOB! SOB! I just don’t understand why a guy would change so much all of a sudden..."
After listening to Bai Weixi’s story, Zhong Tingyue quietly asked her one simple question, "Weixi, do you really like him?"
