I Heard That I am a HeartBreaker - Chapter 4

Chen Wanjun was confused. She just wanted to remain friends with the other person, couldn’t she?

Why did the other person bring up this sensitive topic again and again? Every time the other person looked up and pleaded with her, she felt her soul trembling. She was terrified that in the next second she would lose her mind, say yes to the other person, and then have everything ruined. Chen Wanjun absolutely could never be a lesbian. She had to become a mundane, ordinary person before she could achieve the worldly success she desired.

“…But I really like you.”

Chen Wanjun looked at Qiu Shuang’s flowing tears. She really wanted to embrace the other person and kiss away the tears on her face, but she couldn’t. Otherwise, one wrong step would lead to continuous mistakes. As if she had made a certain decision, she took a deep breath and forcefully pushed the other person away.

“Get away from me, you disgusting lesbian.”

Qiu Shuang was unprepared for the push and fell to the ground. She glanced at the other person—it was strange. She had clearly done something hurtful, so why were there tears welling up in her eyes?

The other person seemed to want to come over and help her up, but ultimately turned and walked away.

Qiu Shuang watched the gradually disappearing figure and felt nothing about the scrape on her arm. Compared to what she had felt before, this was nothing.

After casually brushing off the dust on her clothes, she set off for the location Lu Chen had originally designated. Halfway there, she looked into the glass. The clean glass reflected her “dejected” appearance.

Do I really look this pitiful?

Qiu Shuang adjusted the wrinkles in her clothes and lightly patted her face. She didn’t want Lu Chen to worry, nor did she want to show any undignified appearance in front of her. The other person was her last friend.

“How are you feeling?”

Lu Chen sat next to Qiu Shuang and asked some simple questions. The two exchanged a few simple words. Not far away, Chen Jining walked over after seeing the figure of her unlucky junior.

Qiu Shuang saw the other person sit across from them and briefly introduced them to each other.

“This is my high school classmate, Lu Chen, a computer science major. This is my roommate, Chen Jining, a sophomore.”

The two nodded as a courtesy to Qiu Shuang. With an outsider present, Qiu Shuang couldn’t talk much about private matters, so they naturally went their separate ways.

On the way back to the dorm, Chen Jining calmly asked a question.

“Was that your girlfriend just now?”

Hearing this, Qiu Shuang was a little curious. She didn’t think her sexual orientation was easy to detect.

“Senior, why do you think she’s my girlfriend? Do I look like a lesbian?”

It wasn’t surprising that Qiu Shuang was curious; she really didn’t understand how the other person concluded this.

Chen Jining looked at the other person’s bewildered expression, calmly opened the confession wall on her phone, and handed it to Qiu Shuang.

“You’re already on the confession wall. Someone told the wall you’re a lesbian and that you’re looking to date. Haven’t you noticed that people have been adding you on WeChat recently?”

Qiu Shuang frowned. She rarely logged into WeChat or checked her moments. The biggest use of WeChat for her was transferring money. It was true that there had been inexplicable friend requests recently.

She had mistaken all of them for seniors or juniors helping her with campus card issues and hadn’t looked at any of them.

“I didn’t post this, and is this legal? Isn’t it exposing my privacy?”

Seeing that the other person didn’t seem to care at all, Chen Jining was unusually silent. In all her life, this was the first time she had met someone like Qiu Shuang.

“You can pursue it or ask the confession wall…”

Before Qiu Shuang could finish listening, an urgent phone call came in. The moment she answered, she was met with yelling.

“Open the confession wall and see what’s going on! Are you crazy? If you want to date, I can introduce someone to you! Why would you go on the confession wall!!!”

Hearing Song Ya’s roar on the other end of the phone, Qiu Shuang was a little surprised. The speed of transmission was so fast it had already reached another university? Sigh, if she had this much appeal, why not use it for advertising?

To soothe the temperamental maniac, Qiu Shuang could only explain that this matter had nothing to do with her. She didn’t know what was going on, but she would resolve it.

After hearing Qiu Shuang’s explanation, Song Ya was momentarily relieved. She had genuinely thought the other person wanted to casually find someone, which would have truly infuriated her.

Subsequently, her tone suddenly softened, and she asked Qiu Shuang when they could eat together or go shopping.

The abrupt change made Chen Jining, who was next to her, find it a bit amusing. Chen Jining watched the other person on the phone while observing her unlucky roommate.

Qiu Shuang was indeed beautiful, giving off the fragile, delicate vibe of a classic “white moonlight” or “little white flower,” but she was also prone to attracting unpleasant people. Anyone with a bit of malice couldn’t wait to see such a face reveal a pitiful, pleading look.

A beautiful, “weak” plaything who was centered around you and could provide emotional value.

“Junior Qiu, be careful about who you make friends with from now on, okay.”

The commotion on the confession wall gradually subsided with the help of some unknown financial power and the efforts of many people. However, the news of a lesbian in the freshman class did spread. Qiu Shuang showed no reaction to this.

After all, she already knew who the mastermind was.

Qiu Shuang felt she was probably pathological. The other person treated her this way, so she should stay away, but she was always drawing closer. After all, what she had lost, she absolutely had to retrieve a thousand, a million times over.

Stop here and become the so-called true “white moonlight” after the other person achieves career success?

Qiu Shuang didn’t like that storyline. She wanted to make the other person suffer forever; only then could she willingly put an end to the anger in her heart.

Chen Wanjun felt she was probably going crazy. She had deliberately found someone to release this news to make the other person retreat, but she could see that the other person genuinely didn’t seem to care about any of it. Why could the other person be so carefree?

She wanted to make the other person hurt, feel sad, hit rock bottom, and once again show that shattered expression, but why had her demeanor changed? Though it was still a look she liked, it wasn’t what she wanted most.

“Are you okay?”

Chen Jining’s voice reached Qiu Shuang’s ear. She had drifted off again. The other person looked at her with concern.

“Are you still thinking about her?”

“…”

“Date me, Qiu Shuang.”

At Chen Jining’s words, Qiu Shuang’s eyes widened as she looked at the other person. She couldn’t believe her normally aloof roommate would say such a thing. She thought she was truly understanding women less and less.

Then, the other person’s subsequent words barely managed to dispel the doubt in her heart.

“What are you thinking? This isn’t a confession, nor is it an expression of my affection for you. I wouldn’t be so casual with someone I like. The important thing is for you to break free from this state.

Chen Jining paused.

“Being a lesbian isn’t a sin. You just happen to like someone of the same sex. Moreover, ‘dating’ me will be very helpful for your current situation.”

“The person you mentioned, I think she definitely hates you right now. If you get a girlfriend, maybe she won’t target you like this anymore, and…”

Chen Jining didn’t say the rest of the words because she had recently been researching a new topic about the proportion of nature vs. nurture factors in the development of homosexuality.

Chen Jining was neither lesbian nor straight. Strictly speaking, she might be asexual. She had never genuinely liked anything since childhood. The only thing she cared about was glory.

She had to be number one, always number one.

“No, I…”

“I also need to deal with the senior pursuing me. This is a win-win relationship.”

Qiu Shuang should probably agree now. After all, as an understanding junior, she should agree. Furthermore, the creation of a new relationship would make the water even murkier.

“But you’re not a lesbian… and.”

“Qiu Shuang, I’m not a lesbian, nor am I straight. I’m a singletarian. I’ve never considered getting married, nor have I ever thought about having my own descendants. You don’t need to worry that this will affect me. And being a lesbian can stop that annoying guy more effectively than anything else. Besides, you need a shield, don’t you?”

“Chen Wanjun hates you because she thinks you like her a lot. But if you’re with me, I don’t think she’ll think that way anymore. She might think you’ve moved on and then drop her coldness towards you.”

You’re wrong, Senior. She’ll go crazy.

“Okay.”

After hearing Qiu Shuang’s agreement, Chen Jining breathed a sigh of relief. She felt guilty about secretly treating the other person as an observation subject.

She could only make some amends and help the other person solve some problems through her subsequent actions.

Of course, she had her own ulterior motive. Chen Jining thought everyone must be curious about one thing.

Can love be easily transferred?

Does base competition exist in love?

Does love change people’s nature?

Qiu Shuang was not some love-struck fool, nor would she fall into some kind of youthful, heart-wrenching love tragedy of unrequited love. She simply no longer wanted her former “friend” to project such unwarranted malice toward her. That feeling was too painful and too meaningless.

At this moment, Song Ya, far away at another university, had no idea about the plan for this agreement-based dating. It wasn’t until the dead of night that she saw an updated post on Moments. Before she could react, she clicked it open to find two hands clasped together. Song Ya instantly jumped off her bed.

“Song Ya, what are you doing awake in the middle of the night!”

Her roommate across the room exclaimed in surprise. Who would have thought that a roommate who was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night would suddenly jump on the bed?

“Shuangshuang, how could you secretly date without my permission…”

“Find someone to investigate who this person is…”

In the pitch-black night, Song Ya stared intently at the unfamiliar hand.

“Bitch.”

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