Luo Qianqian arrived at the classroom just in ti and hadn’t been late, which made her breathe a sigh of relief. She touched her forehead where there was no sweat and leisurely walked to her usual seat.
"Just a few days not seen, why the rush?" Elvis looked at Luo Qianqian’s deanor and couldn’t help but chuckle a bit.
Luo Qianqian, however, looked at Elvis with surprise, "You dyed your hair back? So soon?" She reached out and touched his hair, indeed feeling the texture of real hair.
Elvis was montarily startled and furrowed his brows slightly, but quickly retorted, "What are you talking about? What hair dye?"
Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes, "Just a few days not seen? Didn’t we just see each other this morning?"
Seeing the puzzled look on Elvis’s face, Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes again, "We’ve been sitting together for so long, do you think I would recognize the wrong person?"
Elvis laughed, "What are you saying? I don’t understand at all."
"Don’t understand?" Luo Qianqian glanced at Elvis calmly, "I didn’t know when my classmate beca so divine, what do you think?"
"..." Elvis was speechless, as Luo Qianqian clearly already knew who he was, and he could only quietly watch Elvis.
"So you recognized and my senior when you were at my place that ti?" Luo Qianqian said calmly.
Elvis still didn’t speak; his silence signified denial, or perhaps Luo Qianqian was just guessing wildly.
"Hey, do you think if you don’t speak, I have no way out?" Luo Qianqian looked at him calmly, curling her lips, "You know, we’ll still see each other in the future. Just because I won’t expose it now doesn’t an I won’t ever," she said softly, so only the two of them could hear.
Elvis tightly furrowed his brows, looking at Luo Qianqian, his eyes full of confusion. His disguise was so ticulous, how had she found out?
"Tell , what exactly do you want?" Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes.
Elvis pursed his lips, taking a long while before speaking, "How did you find out?" His face was full of confusion. He thought his disguise would prevent anyone at school from linking ’him’ with the foreign hunk Elvis. He really couldn’t understand how Luo Qianqian had figured it out, especially since they had only known each other for two months.
Luo Qianqian curled her lips, smiling proudly, "It was your aura, it just felt like you."
Elvis: "..." My perfect disguise was defeated by goddamn intuition?
Luo Qianqian smiled proudly, so things couldn’t be said out loud, but managing to stun her buddy like this was also quite a proud mont, right? It was more surprising than when Old Master Jimo gave her the Water Spirit Flute during lunch, wasn’t it?
"Speaking of which, I never thought that person would be you. Now that I think about it, everything makes sense if it’s you." Why else would he show favoritism towards her and Jimo Cheng?
"Hehe." Elvis was still lost in the shock Luo Qianqian had given him, completely unaware of what Luo Qianqian had said. He now wondered whether he should switch his major to psychology?
"Are you plotting against my senior?" Luo Qianqian suddenly asked this.
Elvis was startled, looking at Luo Qianqian, his face full of confusion, "Why do you say that?"
"...Are you so nervous that you’re spouting classical Chinese?" Luo Qianqian, hearing a foreigner speak like that, felt a bit helpless and simply shrugged, "Anyway, I don’t care what you do, but don’t harm Jimo Cheng. You’re my friend, but he is my savior, my fiancé. It’s different."
Elvis paused for a mont before nodding, "Why would I harm him? He’s not a beauty, and he’s not going to offer himself to in exchange for his freedom."
...Luo Qianqian also felt at a loss for words. She now just wanted to know, who on earth had taught Elvis his Chinese?
Teaching to this level was quite impressive, certainly deserving of a plaque or sothing.
"But, are you still lacking beauties?" Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes, "Couldn’t you just snap your fingers and have a swath of beauties co over for you to choose from?" After all, Elvis still had the title of the campus heartthrob.
The previous campus heartthrob, Han Chen, had that sort of charm, so how could Elvis, who had dethroned Han Chen as soon as he entered the school, be any different?
"Am I such a frivolous person?" Elvis looked disdainful, "Do you not know that one’s true love must be the right person at the right ti? If you play around too much, there’s no true love left, only suitability."
Luo Qianqian was stunned for a mont, then fell silent. She hadn’t expected that sotis the things Elvis said could indeed be quite profound.
"It’s just a pity that people never know what to cherish, nor do they know when the right ti is or who the right person is." Luo Qianqian said with a bitter smile, "Being suitable is enough. True love and original intentions are hard to find."
Elvis looked deeply at Luo Qianqian, "You will et that kind of person, who makes every mont after you et them feel joyful and happy. Then they are your right person, and that ti is the right ti."
Luo Qianqian wanted to say sothing else, but Yue Xiluo had already entered the classroom, so Luo Qianqian just shut her mouth, her eyes conveying a sense of helplessness.
Emotions are not only sweet but also sour, bitter, and spicy.
She felt that only those who could make you feel pain and sweetness were not the right person, for life is inherently a mix of all flavors.
But for her now, Jimo Cheng was the right person, and he had to be the only one.
She lowered her gaze, tossing all her previous thoughts out of her mind, and curved her lips slightly. Why think so much?
Life, after all, never unfolds as one expects.
Once, she had wanted to be a high-level gold-digger, but her keeper was forced to leave her side, taken away forcefully.
Latter, she wanted to study hard and wait for her brother to return, but she was yet again saddled with a fiancé.
Now, she just wanted to keep going with Jimo Cheng.
She opened her notebook, planning to take notes, but Luo Qianqian suddenly frowned and looked towards the two hands wiping the blackboard.
She had seen them before.
It was the man Qin Nuan was dating, Luo Yanran. Those hands belonged to the ’pitiful person’ who was with him!
Seeing Luo Qianqian’s face change slightly, Elvis frowned and also looked towards Yue Xiluo’s figure. What was wrong now? Why did Luo Qianqian’s sixth sense seem eerily accurate?
Noticing Luo Qianqian’s gaze, Yue Xiluo turned around, "Luo Qianqian, what’s wrong? Is there sothing about the howork you don’t understand?"
Luo Qianqian furrowed her brow, heard his words, and curved her lips slightly, shaking her head, "Report to the teacher, no."
"Is that so?" Yue Xiluo turned back and continued wiping the blackboard.
Luo Qianqian’s expression turned sowhat somber. She seed to have been overlooking sothing all this while.
Elvis watched Luo Qianqian’s expression from the side, also slightly furrowing his brow. The Luo Qianqian who said nothing right now was terrifying, wasn’t she? He had no clue what she was thinking at all.
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