Reborn As Lucky Star-Chapter 1145: Steamed Buns
Du Ruoyan came to apologize?
Although we havenβt interacted before, after all, we often attend major courses together, so we have a general impression of each other.
Du Ruoyan always gives the impression of being an arrogant little beauty.
Which is totally inconsistent with her current actions. ππ«ππ²ππππ§π πππ₯.πππ
Du Ruoyan seemed afraid that Yue Qingqing wouldnβt believe her, and her tone became urgent.
"Really, I really feel sorry for you. This time, I made a huge mess because of a moment of foolishness."
"I truly know I was wrong. If I had the chance to do it over again, I definitely wouldnβt be so muddle-headed."
It must be said that Du Ruoyanβs attitude was very humble, almost as if she was about to burst into tears.
Being pretty does have its advantages.
The dormitory door was open, and many people saw this scene and couldnβt help but feel sympathy for Du Ruoyan.
Pan Muling couldnβt help but whisper to Lu Zhu.
"Tears are such a useful tool. If I made a mistake and cried, I wonder if Iβd be forgiven. Is this truly a privilege reserved for beauties?"
In situations like this, not forgiving her almost makes Yue Qingqing seem petty.
And Yue Qingqing really didnβt make it hard for her.
"Anyway, itβs all in the past, so letβs just leave it at that."
Du Ruoyanβs face lit up with joy, "You forgive me?"
Yue Qingqing smiled slightly, "This matter doesnβt only involve me, and youβre not the only one who did wrong. I canβt forgive on behalf of others, I can only say letβs forget it."
At this point, people around realized what was happening.
Indeed, if Yue Qingqing hadnβt posted about it, no one would have known there were so many victims.
From this perspective, Du Ruoyan isnβt innocent at all.
And the reason those victims didnβt continue to seek justice wasnβt because of magnanimity, but because they decided to let it be.
Pushing further would be more trouble than itβs worth, so they swallowed it all down silently.
Du Ruoyan couldnβt grasp Yue Qingqingβs attitude, said a few more polite phrases, and then left.
She came inexplicably and left just as mysteriously.
Leaving everyone in the dormitory in a state of bewilderment.
Mi Shu looked in the direction Du Ruoyan left, "What did she come here for, really?"
Lu Zhu shrugged, "Apologize?"
Pan Muling thought otherwise, "If she realized her mistake that quickly, she wouldnβt have done such a thing in the first place."
A lot of people only apologize purely out of regret after being caught.
Yue Qingqing put down her suitcase, unzipped it, and started taking things out one by one.
"Donβt worry about her, letβs just get our things organized."
Everyone thought so too, after all, they could never become friends in the future either.
Thinking about it further is pointless.
However, little did anyone expect that this was just the beginning.
In the days following, Du Ruoyan seemed to clock in at Yue Qingqingβs dormitory.
Almost wishing to come morning and evening.
Every time she came, she brought small gifts, making quite an effort.
Initially saying it was for redemption, later saying she wanted to be friends with Yue Qingqing.
No one knew what she was really thinking, and everyone in the dorm was puzzled.
Lu Zhu even secretly tested it, whispering to Yue Qingqing.
"It doesnβt seem like sheβs possessed or anything."
Yue Qingqing actually found it odd too.
If it werenβt for her ability as a cultivator to sense othersβ likes and dislikes sharply, she would have believed Du Ruoyan wanted to be friends with her.
But Yue Qingqingβs attitude was also very clear.
She refused all gifts, and engaged in polite but meaningless exchanges.
This day, just as they were leaving the dormitory early in the morning, they saw Du Ruoyan standing downstairs.
Holding a finely crafted lunchbox in her hands.
"Qingqing, you havenβt eaten yet, right? I heard you really like the buns from the second cafeteria, so I specifically went to get some for you."
The breakfast at the second cafeteria is well-known at Minghua University, and itβs said that the master who makes the buns has been doing it since his great-grandfatherβs time, even calling himself "Bun Pan An."
The buns he shapes have patterns on the folds that look just like works of art, neat and tidy.
The buns themselves have thin, chewy skin, and the stuffing is made from real ingredients. When you bite into one, the aroma is so rich you almost want to swallow your tongue too.
But the master can only make a limited number every day, about two hundred buns.
Once the students grab them, theyβre gone. They always joke that you have to line up right when the cafeteria opens to get them.
No one expected Du Ruoyan to go out of her way to buy them for Yue Qingqing.
