Always Chasing My White Moonlight Omega - Chapter 34.2
She chuckled mischievously. “Senior, since you’re heading to the university and so am I, why not let me tag along?”
Though phrased as a question, she had already deftly fastened her seatbelt.
Leaving Ruan Yang no room to refuse.
Ruan Yang seemed too lazy to argue, turning her gaze out the window as a silent acquiescence.
Qu Shanshan hurriedly urged the driver to start, afraid Ruan Yang might change her mind.
As the car began to move, Qu Shanshan’s curiosity about what Ruan Yang had been about to say earlier resurfaced. She pressed on, “So, Senior, what were you going to say just now?”
“Nothing,” Ruan Yang replied, appearing uninterested in conversation.
The atmosphere in the car was unusually quiet. Qu Shanshan didn’t feel like scrolling through her phone, so she continued the conversation, “I’m going to the university to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with my sister. What about you, senior? Aren’t you going home to be with your family?”
Ruan Yang’s hand rested on her knee, her fingers tapping lightly and intermittently. She suddenly sighed, turned her head, and said, “If you have nothing to say, you don’t have to force it.”
Qu Shanshan seemed like she still wanted to talk, but Ruan Yang simply took out her earphones and put them in.
Before putting them on, she didn’t forget to remind her, “Remember the condition you agreed to today.”
“…” Qu Shanshan thought of that strange condition, glanced at Ruan Yang’s earphones, and then pouted. “Okay.”
Ruan Yang clearly wasn’t in the mood for conversation, and Qu Shanshan didn’t want to push her luck by bothering her further. She could only lean against the window and quietly watch the scenery outside.
They soon arrived at the university, and the driver stopped at the main gate. Ruan Yang got out alone and headed into the campus. Qu Shanshan intended to follow.
Her friends had already received the news and were waiting for her at the gate. As soon as Qu Shanshan arrived, they quickly pulled her aside.
“Why haven’t you been attending classes since the semester started?” one of them asked.
“I’ve been filming recently, so I’m busy,” Qu Shanshan replied, but her gaze remained fixed on Ruan Yang.
When she had asked Ruan Yang why she wasn’t going home, Ruan Yang’s expression had seemed tinged with loneliness.
Qu Shanshan wondered, could it be that Ruan Yang didn’t get along well with her family, which was why she wasn’t going home for the Mid-Autumn Festival?
“You’re filming?” the friend who had asked earlier sounded puzzled. “Haven’t you always been picky about scripts?”
Qu Shanshan was different from ordinary students like them. While they took whatever roles they could get, Qu Shanshan only acted in projects she genuinely wanted to do. Her standards for scripts and directors were notoriously high.
Had she finally found a project that met her expectations?
Qu Shanshan couldn’t shake off the memory of Ruan Yang’s expression earlier. As she watched Ruan Yang’s retreating figure, it seemed to grow more and more solitary.
After all, Ruan Yang was her director. She couldn’t just stand by and watch her director wander the square all alone, could she?
She checked the time on her phone there was still a while before she was supposed to meet her sister.
Qu Shanshan gave her friends an apologetic smile. “Sorry, I made plans with someone earlier. Can I catch up with you all later?”
“Sure, but who are you going with? Be careful that director who’s been chasing you for ages somehow found out you were coming back today and is waiting up ahead to intercept you.”
Qu Shanshan didn’t really catch the rest of their words. Seeing Ruan Yang’s figure gradually receding into the distance, she finished speaking and hurried off.
The square was filled with handmade craft stalls, all run by students selling their own creations.
Ruan Yang had stopped in front of one of these stalls, her head lowered as if she were examining something.
Qu Shanshan ran over, sidled up to her, and asked with a grin, “What are you looking at?”
“At that hair clip,” Ruan Yang pointed ahead and asked, “Do you think it’s pretty?”
Surprised that Ruan Yang would ask her opinion, Qu Shanshan froze for a moment before following the direction of her finger.
It was a hand-knitted sunny doll, sky-blue in color, with a smiling face that instantly evoked images of warm, sunny days under a clear blue sky.
Qu Shanshan nodded sincerely. “It’s pretty.”
Ruan Yang gave a slight nod as well, then said to the stall owner, “I’ll take that one.”
She pulled out her phone to make the payment.
Suddenly, Qu Shanshan felt a bit embarrassed. She blinked her eyes. “You’re buying it to give to me? You should’ve said so earlier! Actually, I like that smiling bear clip next to it even more.”
After paying, Ruan Yang directly put the hairpin into her pocket. As she did so, she looked up. “Huh? What did you just say?”
“…” Qu Shanshan quickly realized she had misunderstood. She let out an awkward laugh and hurriedly pointed to the hairpin next to the sunny doll clip. “N-nothing, I just said I really like that hairpin.”
“Then you should buy it,” Ruan Yang said, turning away after putting the hairpin away.
For some reason, her gaze suddenly fell on the black sedan parked beside the large tree near the entrance.
Not noticing anything unusual, Ruan Yang quickly averted her eyes and continued walking ahead.
Qu Shanshan bought the bear clip and caught up with her.
“Aren’t you going to meet your sister?” Ruan Yang asked, noticing Qu Shanshan still following her.
“I still have some time. I just thought you looked a bit lonely by yourself, so I decided to keep you company for a little while,” Qu Shanshan said, putting the clip in her hair and turning to Ruan Yang. “How does it look? Pretty?”
Ruan Yang glanced at it briefly before looking away. “It looks nice.”
Qu Shanshan pouted, displeased. “So perfunctory.””
She turned her head away and walked quietly beside Ruan Yang.
While wondering if the hairpin Ruan Yang bought was meant for the person she had called the other day, a figure suddenly blocked their path.
“Qu Shanshan, I’ve been looking for you for almost a month! Where have you been?”
Hearing that voice, Qu Shanshan felt nauseous. She frowned and looked up, her tone turning cold. “Why is it you again? Su Xinzhi, how many times do I have to tell you? I don’t like you. Can’t you just leave me alone?”
Su Xinzhi?
Hearing the name, Ruan Yang looked up and confirmed it was indeed the Su Xinzhi she knew.
But Su Xinzhi didn’t seem to notice Ruan Yang. With a few lackeys behind him, his eyes were fixed solely on Qu Shanshan.
“Qu Shanshan, don’t be ungrateful. I’ve been chasing after you for almost half a year. What will it take for you to agree to be my girlfriend?”
“I’ll never agree!” Qu Shanshan was utterly annoyed. “Can’t you just give up? No matter what you do, I’ll never like you. I’m telling you for the last time, stop bothering me!”
“If you don’t like me, is it because there’s someone else?” Su Xinzhi’s eyes flashed with anger. “Point him out to me! I’m an Alpha with an A-level pheromone. I refuse to believe you could find anyone better than me!”
Where would Qu Shanshan find another love interest? Her eyes darted around nervously before inexplicably landing on Ruan Yang beside her.
Only then did Su Xinzhi notice someone else standing next to Qu Shanshan.
He looked over and was taken aback to see the last person he wanted to encounter.
“Why is it you?!” Su Xinzhi asked disdainfully. “Are you Qu Shanshan’s lover?”
“No,” Ruan Yang replied almost before he finished his sentence. She repeated firmly, “I’m not.”
It was perhaps the first time Su Xinzhi had ever heard Ruan Yang speak so quickly.
In the past, whenever he spoke to her, she would always pause for several seconds first, as if considering whether it was necessary to talk to him, and then she would selectively reply with just a word or two.
Su Xinzhi was already about seventy to eighty percent convinced by her attitude, but when he saw the way Qu Shanshan looked at Ruan Yang, he grew doubtful again.
“Really not?”
Qu Shanshan felt wronged too.
She glanced at Ruan Yang with displeasure, why did this person’s clarification make it seem as though her partner had been the one mistreating her?
“It’s really not!” Qu Shanshan was also a bit annoyed, her tone rising as she spoke to Su Xinzhi. “Could you please stay away from me?”
Su Xinzhi’s gaze shifted back and forth between the two of them, still convinced that Qu Shanshan and Ruan Yang were deceiving him.
“If not, then why are you two wandering around together?” After saying this, Su Xinzhi turned to Ruan Yang and threatened, “Ruan Yang, I’m warning you. I put up with you on set out of respect for the director, but now we’re at school. If you try to steal my girlfriend, I won’t let you off, got it?!”
Ruan Yang didn’t actually say anything; she just glanced at Su Xinzhi coolly.
But for some reason, Su Xinzhi’s mind involuntarily replayed the sound of Ruan Yang calling him an “idiot”, cold and dripping with disdain.
Old grudges and new grievances piled up in that moment, and Su Xinzhi’s knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists.
Watching Ruan Yang and Qu Shanshan walk away, one of his lackeys cautiously approached. “Xinzhi-ge, those two.”
“I will definitely get Qu Shanshan!” Su Xinzhi gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Ruan Yang’s retreating figure. “And I will definitely get my revenge!”
After walking a short distance, Qu Shanshan glanced back, her expression complicated as she looked at Ruan Yang. “Did you already have a bad relationship with Su Xinzhi? You need to be careful from now on. He has a bad reputation and loves to scheme behind people’s backs.”
Ruan Yang suddenly stopped in her tracks.
“Wh-what’s wrong?” Qu Shanshan asked, noticing Ruan Yang abruptly turn to look toward the entrance, and followed her gaze.
Ruan Yang’s eyes lingered on the spot under the tree for a few seconds. It was now empty, the black car that had been there earlier had already left.
Her fingers in her pocket gently traced the edge of the hairpin. The soft texture always reminded her of something else.
After a long pause, she finally murmured softly, “It’s nothing.”