I Heard That I am a HeartBreaker - Chapter 36

While gritting her teeth and cursing, Song Ya began searching for relevant information. Sure enough, the other party was a dishonest woman. Looking at the words written in the woman’s personal profile on the platform—the so-called “single with no intention of dating and a crush”—Song Ya wanted to kill her.

Your crush? That’s mine, okay? The shameless woman, with a huge family fortune and everything she could ever want, came running over to compete with her. Song Ya hated her to death.

Especially that “internal recommendation” of hers. What was there to be proud of? Was Song Ya supposed to praise the other party for being willing to cash in a favor just to chase a woman?

The more Song Ya thought about it, the angrier she became. The thought of this favor that Gu Lingxi had bought meant that the two of them would have to maintain continuous contact because Qiu Shuang had to repay the favor.

Otherwise, if they cut off contact, Qiu Shuang would be labeled as an ungrateful wretch. Calculated. She was truly too calculated! How could there be such a scheming, wicked woman in this world!

Song Ya understood Qiu Shuang; the other party simply didn’t like hanging out with rich people, except for her—though her own interactions with Qiu Shuang were also obtained through improper means.

Therefore, Gu Lingxi had even pretended to be an ordinary person in front of Qiu Shuang.

Consider this: an ordinary senior, whose relationship with you is decent, helps you obtain a very important opportunity. When all these things are combined, it’s a huge debt of gratitude. Wouldn’t you be thankful? Wouldn’t you become best friends with the other party, like non-biological sisters? Yes, she absolutely would…

With this thought, a light bulb went off in Song Ya’s mind. She had found a solution!

Since ancient times, a son repays his father’s debt, although their relationship was not that of father/son or mother/daughter.

But perhaps friends could also repay each other’s debts. Song Ya didn’t want Qiu Shuang to get too close to the other party to repay the favor.

So, change the game: she would repay this favor, and then let Qiu Shuang owe her a favor. They could get closer that way.

God, this sounded like an incredibly clever plan! Song Ya decided she would ask Qiu Shuang out this afternoon to tell her about this great plan.

Gu Lingxi, of course, couldn’t be let off the hook either. Every student at the school was a clear-eyed observer.

Song Ya quickly found a few excellent observers. After setting a high price and making an agreement, she instructed them to keep a close eye on Gu Lingxi’s daily activities. Only then did she relax.

“Today at 3 p.m., the usual place.”

Qiu Shuang was a little confused after seeing the message from Song Ya. She wanted to ask her where the “usual place” was, as the places Song Ya took her to were always inconsistent.

After thinking about her work, Qiu Shuang figured she might have guessed it: the coffee shop.

Qiu Shuang actually wasn’t that fond of coffee. She was a girl who lived in a small town; her life wasn’t too complicated, but it was generally orderly, though some things were still very far away from her.

Back then, when reading novels, she would often find the unfamiliar vocabulary written in the text new and strange, even giving rise to a few fantasies.

At that time, she didn’t understand why the female protagonist would say she was going to a coffee shop to order a Tiramisu when she was hungry.

Was it a substance similar to porridge that could fill a person up?

Qiu Shuang also didn’t know why the female protagonist in the summer would eat fried yogurt. What was fried yogurt? Wouldn’t frying make the yogurt hotter?

Eating fried yogurt in the middle of summer would just make it hotter, right? Later, Qiu Shuang learned that fried yogurt was actually frozen.

As for coffee? When people are young, they always want to engage in abnormal behavior, behaviors fixated on things only adults can do.

Like drinking coffee. They always thought that by doing the same things as adults, they could become adults.

Qiu Shuang actually only liked sundaes.

Song Ya sat there, anxiously waiting for her to arrive. The fact that Qiu Shuang hadn’t refused meant she would definitely come. Song Ya had figured out the other party’s rules: as long as Qiu Shuang didn’t refuse, she would usually come, and she would definitely be on time, unless something unexpected happened on the way.

Song Ya couldn’t forget the time when the other party stood there, curiously looking into the glass display cabinet. Song Ya hated Qiu Shuang’s pitiful look, and she also hated the self-loathing that seemed to say she didn’t deserve anything better, even though that feeling was largely caused by Song Ya herself.

Song Ya was rich. She could take the other party to any so-called high-end place and share the privileges she was most proud of with her…

Coffee shops are generally decorated to be warm and elegant. For a girl like Qiu Shuang, these places with a petty bourgeois ambiance were typically off-limits, which was no surprise—partly because they weren’t practical and partly because they weren’t very interesting.

Qiu Shuang actually felt that sometimes people’s appointments were a very romantic thing. You wait, waiting for the clock to slowly tick down to the direction you’ve set in your heart. You look forward to meeting the other person.

Although this unpleasant meeting was with someone she disliked, Qiu Shuang still appreciated the process of clearing her mind. She walked on the street, watching the fallen leaves.

Autumn had arrived. As the door was pushed open and the agreed-upon time approached, Qiu Shuang came into Song Ya’s view. She sat down without saying anything, placing the already-ordered cappuccino on the table.

The moment Song Ya saw her, all the words she had prepared suddenly stopped in her mouth. Had it been too long since they last met?

She just felt that the current Qiu Shuang was unfamiliar, yet still so beautiful that she couldn’t take her eyes off her. Or perhaps, unconsciously, their roles had been reversed.

Now it was Song Ya who was waiting and anticipating Qiu Shuang’s response.

Qiu Shuang looked at Song Ya. She really was jealous of her. Her grades weren’t good, but her parents threw money at her. People said wealth couldn’t always go up, but the older this person got, the richer her family became… She was truly consumed by jealousy.

Her parents were too successful…

Qiu Shuang didn’t know what Song Ya wanted. The other party was just staring blankly, seemingly out of sorts. What? Did she ask her out just to stare at her? If she really wanted to look, she could just secretly take a photo of her and look at the picture herself, right?

Qiu Shuang didn’t know why Song Ya had become so normal. If it were before, the other party would throw a huge tantrum, and she wouldn’t know what had happened. She would have to make a special promise not to mess up again to receive the so-called forgiveness.

Why was the other party different? Does going to college really make a person grow up and change?

Qiu Shuang thought she might never find the answer to this question.

“Shuangshuang~”

Qiu Shuang got goosebumps upon hearing Song Ya say this. A quiet child is definitely up to no good. The other party suddenly becoming so gentle must mean something bad was coming.

“Song Ya, are you okay?”

Song Ya acted as if nothing had happened, as if the person who had been blocking people like a resentful woman at the university gate this morning wasn’t her.

“After I went back, I thought about it. Sister Gu helped you so much, we must thank her properly. Shuangshuang, have you thought about how to repay this favor?”

Song Ya’s sudden, good-wife-and-kind-mother attitude startled Qiu Shuang, giving her the feeling that the other party was the mistress of a household.

Qiu Shuang frowned but didn’t object. After all, her goal had been achieved. She didn’t want to interact with Gu Lingxi, nor could she cut ties completely. Finding someone to take her place was the best thing.

One person was already difficult enough; bringing in another would be truly unbearable.

“I haven’t thought about how to deal with this, either. A few meals won’t be enough. I’ve decided to become a close friend with Senior Gu. Whatever she needs in the future, I’ll be there whenever she calls to help her, to repay her for her assistance to me.”

Qiu Shuang smiled as she watched the other party’s face grow increasingly ugly. The desired effect had been achieved, hadn’t it? As for how the two of them would fight it out, that was no longer her business and had nothing to do with her.

As Qiu Shuang expected, Song Ya wanted to take over the matter. After Qiu Shuang symbolically declined a few times, the matter was settled.

Just as everything was about to end and the two were parting ways, Qiu Shuang, adhering to the principle of not wasting food, drank the last sip of cappuccino. Just before leaving, Song Ya inexplicably ordered a sundae.

“What is the meaning of this?”

Qiu Shuang looked at the other party. After a moment of silence, Song Ya simply said,

“I saw you looking at it for a long time.”

Long? Yes, indeed long. It seemed like it had been several years.

“…Thank you.”

Perhaps some things arrive too late, and perhaps sometimes they don’t arrive too late after all. Let everything be left to time, to this afternoon that might have a tiny bit of warmth.

Qiu Shuang returned to school, but before she got back to her dorm, she saw Chen Wanjun waiting downstairs at the dormitory building.

The other party was standing there, and Qiu Shuang guessed she had been waiting for a long time. Just as she was about to try and slip past, the other party’s eyes were sharp enough to spot her first.

Qiu Shuang sighed, looking at the other party calmly rolling up her sleeve to reveal an arm with a scar.

“I really owe you…”

Qiu Shuang walked beside the other party “dejectedly.” Just as she was about to ask her what she wanted to do, Chen Wanjun hugged her tightly.

“I missed you so much over the break.”

“Thank you, but I didn’t miss you.”

Chen Wanjun didn’t say much about the other party’s coldness. After hugging Qiu Shuang, she politely let go. However, the moment she let go, Chen Wanjun frowned and grabbed Qiu Shuang’s shoulder.

Being observant, she noticed a distinct light pink mark visible near the somewhat loose neckline of Qiu Shuang’s clothing.

“How did you get an extra scar? Did you accidentally get hurt? What happened while you were interning outside?”

Qiu Shuang gave a polite smile. In truth, she didn’t even know when she had accidentally gotten that mark.

She could only describe what had happened simply. Upon hearing that Qiu Shuang had fallen, Chen Wanjun’s expression instantly became a little ugly.

“Fell down? How did that senior take care of you?”

The words of concern and questioning pouring from Chen Wanjun’s mouth simply wouldn’t stop. Qiu Shuang felt like she was a small figure in a music box, spinning without end.

“It’s fine, no need to look. I just accidentally bumped myself, and it has nothing to do with Senior Gu. I stepped on water myself.”

Lies, it’s all her fault.

Chen Wanjun wanted to know more, but she wasn’t stupid. She clearly felt the annoyance on Qiu Shuang’s face, so she found an excuse to end the topic.

Watching Song Ya’s retreating figure, Chen Wanjun tightly clenched her fists.

Sure enough, once some things are used, they can never be used again. The price of using them is never being able to move forward in this life.

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