It Seems Like My Senior Seems to Like Me - Chapter 62

The 2023 class of the Veterinary Medicine College produced two great stars.
One was Jiang Shiyu, who had held the number one spot in academic ranking without ever once slipping.

The other was Ye Wanjia, who excelled in every aspect—academics, sports, arts, and leadership. She was first place in the university’s high-jump competition, won first prize at the provincial level in the cheerleading competition, consistently ranked second in professional grades, scored 92 in TOEFL, and served as the Student Union President.

In the second semester of their senior year, one group of students was preparing for postgraduate entrance exams, while another was preparing applications for guaranteed graduate admission.

Both top students applied to the Royal Veterinary College in London. But in the end, only Jiang Shiyu received an offer.

When the result came out, their roommate Wei Xiaoxiao exclaimed in disbelief:

“No way! Your grades are so good, how could they reject you? Did you forget to contact a supervisor?”

Ye Wanjia shrugged, dejected:

“Maybe my professional course grades weren’t strong enough.”

Wei Xiaoxiao protested:

“Not strong enough? You’re plenty good! And you scored 92 on TOEFL—don’t overseas schools care a lot about English scores? Xiaoyu only got 90! It doesn’t make sense for them to take her and not you.”

Even Jiang Shiyu found it strange and asked:

“Did you send your résumé?”

Besides the official application form, students were also required to send a separate email with their English résumé, recommendation letters, and award certificates.

When asked, Ye Wanjia faltered. She opened her laptop nervously while muttering:

“I remember sending it. I even revised the draft several times since it was so important.”

She opened her “Sent Mail” folder.

Indeed, the email was there. Both the body and attachments were perfectly complete.

But there was a fatal flaw.

Jiang Shiyu squinted:

“That’s not the right email address.”

The email body was correct, the subject line was correct—but the recipient’s address contained “mayline” instead of “myline.”

Ye Wanjia wasn’t a careless person. There was no way she would miscopy information from an official notice. There could only be one explanation.

“Who gave you the email address?” Wei Xiaoxiao asked.

Ye Wanjia froze. A name flashed in her mind, but she couldn’t believe it. Her lips moved, yet no words came out. She opened her WeChat history to double-check.

There it was—the classmate who eagerly shared everything with her, who kept her company during Student Union office duty, the Vice President—Tang Can.

【 Ye Wanjia, why haven’t you sent the email yet? The college already sent the notice.】

After this message came a copied text of the official announcement. From the word “Notice” down to the signature, not a single character missing—except in the middle of the email address: “mayline” instead of “myline.”

Ye Wanjia never doubted classmates who worked alongside her. Especially not Tang Can, whose grades had always been poor until studying with her helped pull her up from outside the top 50. There was even a faint sense of gratitude between them.

She never thought, never imagined, that Tang Can would play such a trick.

“Why?”

That day, for the first time, Ye Wanjia tasted the bitterness of betrayal. She ran straight to the Student Union office and threw her phone on Tang Can’s desk.

“Why else?”

Tang Can had long anticipated this confrontation. After feigning ignorance briefly, she broke when confronted with the WeChat evidence, and admitted outright:

“Because you have everything!”

She roared, as though releasing three years’ worth of pent-up resentment:

“From the moment we entered college, you were with Pei Suye—girlfriend, cheerleading, scholarships, TOEFL, you had it all, and I had nothing! I worked so hard, entered so many competitions, but no matter what, you always won awards while I was just a runner-up. When you finally broke up, I thought I finally had one thing better than you. But even then, you still beat me in Student Union elections. Now that you’ve stepped down, it’s time for graduate school, and you’re applying to the Royal Veterinary College, while I don’t even qualify! Why?! Why do you take everything while I have nothing?!”

The mask was gone. No more pretense. All the ugliness from the depths of her heart spilled out with nothing left hidden.

Across from her, Ye Wanjia’s expression turned utterly cold.

Not the coldness of indifference, but the kind that comes from peeling back a shiny surface only to find filth and stench beneath—utter disdain, laced with disgust.

“Why?”

She repeated the word slowly, then answered calmly and firmly:

“Because I tore my Achilles tendon doing gymnastics as a child, yet still dared to attempt the hardest moves in cheerleading competitions. Because I biked in the freezing winter to work part-time, my hands covered in frostbite, while you slept in. Because I borrowed money to take the TOEFL exam, while you couldn’t even wake up for morning study. Because I never once schemed against my family or friends, while you, out of jealousy, sabotaged someone who treated you as a friend.”

After a year as Student Union President, her words were powerful, her aura commanding. Taller by ten centimeters, she spoke while looking down on Tang Can. The difference in presence was overwhelming—Tang Can even stumbled back two steps.

Ye Wanjia fixed her gaze on the girl who seemed like a cornered rat and said, each word sharp as a blade:

“Then stay in your filthy gutter. Your ideals, your life, will forever be stained by this. Because you don’t deserve success.”

The Veterinary Medicine College had two slots for the Royal Veterinary College each year. With Tang Can’s sabotage, only one was filled. When the matter came to light, it stirred up a storm. The college took notice, but Tang Can brushed it off as “just a careless mistake.”

Just as it was about to be swept under the rug, the Academic Office received an anonymous report—

Senior student Tang Can cheated in last semester’s final exam.

Meanwhile, the story “Ye Wanjia Misses Out on the Royal Veterinary College” spread like wildfire on the school’s social forum.

【What the hell, this girl is too toxic! Won’t she get expelled for this?】
【Not necessarily. That Tang girl is really good at acting innocent with teachers. She’ll just say it was a typo.Ye Wanjia was too trusting and didn’t double-check with the college—she can only swallow the loss.】
【If her cheating is confirmed, she will get expelled. But still… who did Ye Wanjia offend? That was the Royal Veterinary College!】
【Now what? All foreign lab applications have closed. With such stellar grades, it’s a real pity if Ye Wanjia can’t go abroad.】

Wei Xiaoxiao didn’t know what to do. She kept glancing at Jiang Shiyu for help, but only received a helpless shake of the head.

“They should’ve reported her cheating in every exam! I’m so furious!” Wei Xiaoxiao stomped as she went to get food for Ye Wanjia. But in the end, she couldn’t eat a single bite. “We should’ve exposed her back in freshman year!”

Normally, Wei Xiaoxiao disliked the idea of reporting classmates—backstabbing never felt honorable.

But for someone so dishonorable, this was the only fitting method. And besides, Tang Can really had cheated.

Jiang Shiyu gently held her hand to calm her:

“Our school is very strict on cheating. As long as surveillance confirms it, she’ll be expelled. Right now, the real question is Ye Wanjia—whether she can recover from this. If it ruins her chance of going abroad, then things will get really complicated…”

From morning till night, the news kept spreading.

Ye Wanjia stayed curled up under her blanket the whole day. The bed curtains were drawn tightly, shutting out all light. She sat hunched against the wall, knees pulled up, one hand hugging them, the other tapping her phone—lighting up the screen, letting it go dark, again and again.

The chat stayed open on her counselor’s messages—

【I have to say, how could you have so little vigilance?】
【Now she walks away unscathed, while you’ve ruined your own future.】
【You must be more cautious in the future. Yes, she was wrong, but it’s also your carelessness.】

Her slender finger hovered at the top of the chat. The faint glow outlined the curve of her thumb, light passing through her translucent nail, leaving a pale crescent moon suspended.

It stung like a needle.

Yes, she had been careless—careless enough to leave herself undefended against a “friend.”

But how could she have guarded against it? Just the day before this all happened, Tang Can had even given her a box of ibuprofen for menstrual cramps. With someone who showed so much care, how could she possibly suspect betrayal?

Bzzz… Bzzz…

Her phone suddenly vibrated—a long-distance call from an unfamiliar number.

She had no strength, no will, no mood to pick up.

The phone rang for a full minute, then stopped. Within seconds, it rang again.

She didn’t know who it was. She thought she might as well answer—if it was a scam, she’d tell them: “I’m Pei Suye, a fool who lost her study abroad chance for being careless—careless enough to forget where I even keep my money.”

“Hello.”

Her voice was hoarse from not speaking all day. And then, when she heard the voice on the other end, she fell completely silent.

“Little Leaf, it’s me.”

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