Married The Crybaby Childhood Crush First, Then Fell in Love - Chapter 25.1

Lin Wanqing, being a coward, left the love letter that should have been burned for Yan Qiu.

As she left, she didn’t dare to meet Yan Qiu’s gaze.

Lin Wanqing: “I’m going back to school now?”

Yan Qiu: “…Go.”

Lin Wanqing nodded obediently, “It’s so nice that Sister likes the food I cook. See you, Sister Qiuqiu.”

Yan Qiu snorted, “Go accompany your freshman little sister, she needs you more than I do.”

Lin Wanqing: “…”

She felt guilty, and felt the law should punish her, not Yan Qiu with her passive-aggressive remarks.

After Lin Wanqing left, Yan Qiu placed her gold-rimmed glasses on her nose, tore open the envelope, and read the neatly written words inside.

Yu Fei, thinking quickly, suggested, “The dormitories at Y University haven’t been repaired for a long time. It’s too uncomfortable for Miss Lin to live there. How about…”

Yan Qiu raised an eyebrow, “Move out?”

Yu Fei: “But if we abruptly make her move, Miss Lin might get angry.”

Yan Qiu was noncommittal: “I’ll leave it to you.”

She used a lighter to set the love letter on fire in an ashtray, lightly scoffing, “Childish.”

“Trying to court someone by writing a love letter is ridiculous.”

She returned to school just in time to sit down in the tiered lecture hall. Lan Xiaoxiao had already saved her a seat in the middle-to-back row.

Textbooks were open on the desk. College students didn’t need pencil cases; everyone took out one or two black pens from their pockets or off their heads.

Lin Wanqing watched Lan Xiaoxiao take out a tablet stylus from her book—the body was pure white and looked very high-tech.

It would be perfect, if it could write.

Lin Wanqing: “Do you… want a pen?”

Lan Xiaoxiao showed a pained expression, “I was in too much of a hurry rushing from the dorms and just grabbed one.”

Lin Wanqing thought, you really are something, and lent her a black ballpoint pen.

The lecture began. Lan Xiaoxiao kept dozing off. The middle-aged professor on the stage spoke with an accent, sounding like he was chanting an indistinct spell.

Lin Wanqing had thought mistaking a tablet stylus for a pen was absurd, until she saw the girl diagonally below her pull out a bag of green potato chips to use as a textbook.

She secretly ate a piece halfway through the class.

Lin Wanqing began to worry about the learning atmosphere at Y University.

Lan Xiaoxiao took out two love letters from her textbook, “Here, for you.”

Seeing the love letters, Lin Wanqing was subconsciously frightened, “No, please.”

Lan Xiaoxiao: “It’s from that freshman little sister. She cried in front of me when I didn’t accept her, and everyone passing by looked at me with the expression reserved for a heartless man.”

Just thinking about the scene made her face twitch with embarrassment.

Lin Wanqing pondered for a moment: “I don’t want to date.”

Lan Xiaoxiao: “I told the little sister that she’d give up only if you have a girlfriend. Since you don’t have one, she thinks she has a chance to be your girlfriend.”

Lin Wanqing: “…I’m politely declining, okay.”

Cheating on her spouse was out of the question.

Lin Wanqing was forced to accept the two love letters. Without even looking at them, she put them in her bag, planning to destroy them somewhere private.

She had clearly rejected the little sister, and even subtly mentioned it on the school forum and confession wall. Instead, it only made the little sister more determined.

After the class ended, Lin Wanqing prepared to return to the dorm to get her books.

Before she left, Lan Xiaoxiao called out to her, “Did you take food to your girlfriend?”

Lin Wanqing’s eyes darted around nervously, “No, no I didn’t.”

Lan Xiaoxiao: “Did you take food to your friend?”

Lin Wanqing stammered, “Ah… how did you know?”

Lan Xiaoxiao pointed to the lunchbox bag in her hand, clicking her tongue in wonder, “The moonlight goddess in the eyes of her admirers is currently cooking for someone. Oh, the pain, the absolute pain.”

Lin Wanqing diligently smoothed the wrinkles on the lunchbox bag with a rabbit print, looking like a picture of serene domesticity, a good wife and mother.

Before she even reached the dormitory entrance, she saw a little sister in a pink jacket looking for someone at the door.

“Sorry, you can’t go in.”

“Please, just let me in, sis. I’m here to find Lin Wanqing. She… she’s my girlfriend!”

The little sister looked anxiously on the verge of tears. Her face still had a bit of post-adolescent baby fat. Her skin was fair and clean, and she was quite endearing.

“You can’t enter without a door card.”

A girl passing by muttered, “I haven’t even managed to court Lin Wanqing, and who are you, popping up here?”

The little sister: “?!”

She was greatly shocked.

Lin Wanqing stood not far away: “…”

She didn’t dare to go in.

Suddenly, a black commercial van stopped at the dorm entrance. Several tall men in black suits got out of the car, spoke a few words to the dorm manager, and were smoothly allowed inside.

The commotion was considerable, startling the students nearby.

The manner in which they entered did not suggest they were people who abided by the rules.

The men in black suits were fierce-looking. They glared intensely at the curious young girls who wanted to ask questions.

No one dared to stay; they all scattered, scared like quails.

The freshman little sister mustered up her courage and asked, “Excuse me, which dorm room is Lin Wanqing in? I want to see her.”

The black-suited bodyguard stopped, imposing authority without anger, “Who are you?”

The little sister: “I like her!”

Everyone stopped and watched her silently. The little sister had never experienced such a scene and burst into tears from fright.

Yu Fei walked up the dormitory stairs holding a file, “Miss Lin is in this room.”

Yu Fei raised her hand and knocked, “Hello, please open the door.”

No one opened the door, so the dorm manager used a key to unlock it. The four-person room was empty. Two of the beds belonged to Lin Wanqing and Lan Xiaoxiao. The other two people were a couple and rarely returned to the dorm.

Lin Wanqing had very few belongings; all her personal items could be dragged away in one suitcase.

Someone nearby quietly asked Yu Fei, “Does Miss Lin know about this?”

The tall, muscular men in black suits were fidgety. They put on gloves and carefully packed up Lin Wanqing’s things.

Yu Fei mused, “Hmm… she will eventually?”

That was the boss’s wife, after all.

The bodyguards moved even more gently. Even the ceramic bunny doll the size of a thumb on the bedside was wrapped in three layers of bubble wrap.

Ten minutes later, the black commercial van left the campus.

Lin Wanqing waited until the crowd dispersed before going upstairs to her dorm.

The dorm manager looked like she wanted to say something, “Lin Wanqing, you…”

Lin Wanqing’s clothes were very thin, and she was carrying a very cute lunchbox bag. Her cheeks and the tip of her nose were red from the cold wind.

Lin Wanqing smiled, “I’m going up to grab a book. It’s so cold outside, I’ll put on a jacket.”

The dorm manager collected her thoughts, “How about I lend you a jacket?”

“No need to trouble you.” Lin Wanqing had a good relationship with the dorm manager. She smiled and walked up the stairs.

She used the key to open the dorm room door. Her bed was empty, and the wardrobe was empty.

It looked as if it had been looted.

Lin Wanqing: “?”

Someone from the opposite dorm opened their door a crack, “Your family just helped you pack up. They said you won’t be living in the dorm anymore.”

Lin Wanqing gasped, disbelieving.

Forget warm clothing, not even the scraps of fabric left over from her school project remained.

Lin Wanqing opened her phone and dialed her mother’s number.

After a few busy signals, Lin Wanqing stood in the hallway and quietly said, “Did you send people to my school?”

Qiao Lihua scoffed coldly, “I don’t have time to look for you! You let Yan Qiu turn our home into this state, practically bankrupt! You’re a shameless, ungrateful wretch! You seemed quiet usually, but I didn’t expect you to be so good at seducing people behind our backs! I shouldn’t have given birth to you in the first place!”

Lin Wanqing immediately hung up the phone, unwilling to listen to her mother’s continued shrewish rant.

Yu Fei: “Boss, Miss Lin’s things have been moved here.”

Yan Qiu was doing physical therapy in the rehabilitation gym. She gripped the horizontal bar and stood up from her wheelchair. With every step, the pain in her legs was like a knife cutting through her.

Her eyes held a deep, unyielding obsession. Cold sweat ran from her temples down to her chin. Her long hair was already soaked with sweat.

Yan Qiu: “Put Lin Wanqing’s things in my bedroom.”

Yu Fei nodded, saying yes, then suddenly remembered, “I saw the freshman sister who wrote Miss Lin a love letter downstairs at the dorm today.”

Yan Qiu’s legs were weak and about to give out. The pain made every nerve scream wildly.

Hearing “freshman little sister,” Yan Qiu imperceptibly tensed her legs and continued to walk a few more steps forward.

Yu Fei recalled the young girl, full of collagen, radiating youth, “Very young, very pretty, smiles like a little sunflower.”

Yan Qiu: “…”

Yu Fei: “That little sister is on the school track team, first place in the sprint.”

Yan Qiu: “Get out.”

Yu Fei immediately zipped her mouth shut and quickly rolled out.

In the empty gym, Yan Qiu’s legs gave out, and she fell heavily to the ground.

She could stand for a few seconds and walk a few steps, but the cost was muscle-tearing pain.

Yan Qiu leaned against the wall in a mess. Her dark eyes stared at the blinding light. She held a fresh bitter orange blossom in her hand.

The first time she saw Lin Wanqing at age sixteen, she also had a bitter orange blossom tucked into her hair.

The nine-year-old child was as small and thin as a six-year-old. Her eyes were blind from medication, and they hadn’t healed when she left.

The little blind girl always liked to play in the bitter orange garden next door. She would weave the bitter orange flowers into a wreath and insist on putting it on Yan Qiu’s head.

Yan Qiu gazed with intense devotion at the delicate flower in her palm, squeezing it hard. The flower juice ran down her palm to her forearm.

She licked the sweet juice with her tongue.

She slowly stood up by pulling herself up on the railing, and continued to practice.

Running and jumping casually, which was so easy for others, was an unattainable luxury for her.

How childish it was to gain someone’s true feelings by writing a love letter. More than testing her true feelings, she wanted to keep the person trapped in the palm of her hand.

In the evening, Lin Wanqing knocked on the gym door.

The slender Lin Wanqing, having been exposed to the cold wind all day, shivered and sneezed.

Her lower eyelids were red from the wind, and her skin was almost translucent white.

The young girl murmured, “Sister Qiuqiu?”

Yan Qiu had already composed herself and opened the door from her wheelchair, “You’re back? The housekeeper has dinner ready. Let’s go eat together.”

The fragile girl was terrified, “Does Sister Qiuqiu not want me to live in the dorm?”

Yan Qiu’s expression paused for a moment, “Why would you say that?”

At the dinner table, all the dishes were ones Lin Wanqing loved. She pointed to the two plates closest to her and lowered her head dejectedly. If she had rabbit ears, they would surely be drooping.

Lin Wanqing: “Can’t I live in the dorm?”

She knew some women, after marriage, were forced to become housewives, losing their original social circles and having to report to their husbands every time they went out.

Lin Wanqing didn’t want to be imprisoned in Yan Qiu’s beautiful villa.

Lin Wanqing’s tears began to flow before she could even speak. Her body trembled, and the tears were uncontrollable.

Hot tears dripped onto the back of her hand, streaming down like a broken string of pearls.

She forcefully wiped her tears, but they only fell harder.

Yan Qiu served her food, gently, “Perhaps the staff misunderstood. I didn’t ask you to move back.”