The depth of night is like the ocean, with stars twinkling on the horizons like the bright eyes of a child.
On the campus of Jiao Tong University, a group of boys and girls gathered in a circle. A boy stood in the soft glow of candlelight, holding a bouquet of gorgeous roses. His figure was lean, his eyes gentle and warm.
"Yao Yao, go!" Her best friend nudged her forward.
With a shy smile hanging on her oval face and her eyelashes fluttering gently, Yao Yao was the embodiment of sweet, adorable charm.
Her roommates pushed her too hastily and Yao Yao stumbled slightly, her slender legs trembling. Embarrassed, she laughed, "Oh, stop kidding around."
Her mother had always told her that a girl should always behave modestly.
The boy's smile was as brilliant as the bouquet of roses in his hands. The atmosphere could ignite at any moment.
"Confession! Confession! Confession..."
"Get together! Get together! Get together!"
Onlookers clapped their hands, shouting passionately. It almost seemed like they were more excited than the two main characters.
"Xu Xing, hurry up, she's here."
The boy scratched his temple, a bit embarrassed.
Finally, as if gathering immense courage, he extended the roses forward, closed his eyes, then opened them again with a steady breath, "Song Qin, I like you!"
"Song Qin, what are you waiting for?! Xu Xing just confessed to you!"
"Song Qin, say yes quickly!"
"Together! Together! Together!" The audience's cheers become even more powerful.
"YaoYao, I..." Song Qin was completely puzzled, and looked at her good friend difficulty.
The girl stood on the spot like a fool, her eyes were stunned, and fell on the boy who was surrounded by candlelight. The rose in his hand was as colorful as it was dazzling.
The more intense the cheers in her ears, the more mixed her feelings were.
"YaoYao..." Cheng YaoYao's wrist was grabbed by Song Qin, who had a look of urgency on her face.
Cheng YaoYao instinctively took a step back, not wanting to make her presence too abrupt.
Xu Xing walked up leisurely, his eyes bursting with brightness seemed to be unable to contain anyone else, he gently looked at Song Qin and pushed the rose in front of her eyes.
His voice was soft: "Song Qin, would you like to be in a relationship with me?"
"Xu Xing, we are just good friends..." A trace of difficulty appeared on Song Qin's face and the scene slowly quieted down.
Xu Xing's excited expression suddenly turned into desolation, he hung his head, looking downcast.
Just as the rose was about to be put down, Song Qin asked suddenly, "Xu Xing, do you really like me?"
"Of course, I fell in love with you from the first sight!" Xu Xing's words were so firm, and the starlight appeared again in his downcast eyes. "Song Qin, will you accept me?"
"Accept him! Accept him! Accept him!" Xu Xing's circle of friends were shouting in the back.
The atmosphere on the scene once again approached a climax, under everyone's gaze, Song Qin seemed to bear a lot of pressure, as well as feeling torn and touched.
Her eyes were moist, she bit her lip, and her bright lips lost their color.
In the end, she reached out and seized the bouquet of roses.
"I accept." The words, like pebbles thrown onto a lake, creating ripples that spread and overlap.
"Give her a kiss! Give her a kiss! Give her a kiss!"
"Hurry up and kiss her, Xu Xing, act like a man!"
"Hug her! Hug her! Hug her!"
The crowd clapped excitedly as the young boy and girl embraced.
The moment their lips met, the loud noises and whistles were almost deafening.
"Oh, oh, oh~"
"Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo……"
Amid the noisy atmosphere, only Cheng Yao Yao stood still in place.
She felt as though something in her body was breaking, causing a faint pain in her heart.
But she still smiled foolishly, her eyes gleaming with unshed tears, she silently uttered a blessing.
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"Yao Yao, slow down a bit, will you listen to me?" Song Qin anxiously grabbed Cheng Yao Yao's wrist.
Cheng Yao Yao's chaotic footsteps ceased. She turned her head, her face had swelled up like a bun.
"Song Qin, I've treated you as my best friend, sharing every secret in my heart with you, yet how did you treat me? Made a mockery of me like I'm a fool, enjoying it?"
"Yao Yao, I didn't..."
"Well, then you tell me, why did Xu Xing confess to you?"
Weren't you always saying he liked me?
Why did it end up being you?
Cheng Yao Yao never thought that the "friend-stealing-boyfriend" cliché plot from novels would happen to her. She trusted her best friend implicitly, a good friend that was close enough to share a pair of pants with, but she ended up being her crush's girlfriend...
"I don't know...why Xu Xing's confession was directed at me? Yao Yao, I was just too moved, got my head knocked off by emotion, I didn't mean to." Song Qin shook her head innocently, her eyes welling up with tears, a look of difficulty on her face.
"You also like Xu Xing, right?"
"..." Song Qin has already accepted Xu Xing's confession, she can no longer hide her feelings.
Nodding, she cried helplessly: "I do like Xu Xing, but I know you like him. I was afraid you'll be angry, I dared not tell you."
Cheng Yao Yao mockingly laughed, "So you deceived me for so long, yet you agreed to Xu Xing just now, not afraid to make me angry then?"
"Yao Yao, I'm sorry." Song Qin shook her hand.
Cheng Yao Yao huffed and pulled her hand out: "Song Qin, can you give me some peace?" Saying so, she turned around and walked back to the dorm.
Cheng Yao Yao didn't talk to Song Qin the entire night, lying on her bed, recalling everything that happened over the past year.
Feeling like a fool.
Xuhang is a junior in college this year, and she first became acquainted with him before Song Qin, who is in her sophomore year.
Xuhang is handsome and gentle, very much like a big brother to her, always looking out for her. Knowing that she loves snacks, he would often buy them during class breaks and have them delivered to her.
Cheng Yaoyao is not a naive little girl — she gradually developed feelings for this outstanding boy who was treating her so well.
Song Qin is her best friend, and naturally, Cheng Yaoyao wanted to share her feelings for Xuhang with her.
As Song Qin also knows Xuhang through their association, she, Cheng Yaoyao, and Xuhang became a close trio of friends. Her usual demeanor was supportive towards Cheng Yaoyao's feelings for Xuhang, wanting her friend to date him.
But things took an unexpected turn — Cheng Yaoyao had been waiting for a confession from Xuhang, but it wasn't meant for her.
Her best friend and the boy she likes are together.
Cheng Yaoyao can't bring herself to forgive Song Qin's deception yet.
Had Song Qin told her at the beginning that they shared the same feelings for Xuhang, Cheng Yaoyao wouldn't be as devastated and hurt as she is now.
Restless and unable to sleep, even the strong-willed Cheng Yaoyao is losing sleep.
Late at night, Song Qin's phone vibrates. Picking up her phone, she sneaks a glance at Cheng Yaoyao, lying in her bed, and answers the call as she walks out the door.
"Xuhang."
Cheng Yaoyao takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. A single crystal tear rolls down her cheek, landing on the pillow and sending out tiny splashes, one after another.