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Chapter 387 They are the protagonists ( subscriptions per day)

Ding Yue's black car slowly drove away from Gu Xingruo's villa area.

The wheels made a crisp sound as they rolled over the private road covered with fallen leaves.

A subtle silence permeated the car, with only a slight hum coming from the air-conditioning vents.

The three girls just sat there, and no one spoke first.

"Let's go send Senior Yang home first." Ding Yue finally spoke first.

She turned the steering wheel, her eyes fixed on the luxurious villa gradually disappearing in the rearview mirror.

Tonight's birthday party brought her a great shock.

It also made her re-acquaint herself with Gu Xingruo.

As expected, there are still too many rich people in the University of Tokyo.

Lan Qiu Sheng sat in the passenger seat, his eyes always looking out the window.

The light from the street lamp shone through the car window onto her face, making it flicker.

"Yeah." She responded briefly, her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Yang Yiyao yawned in the back seat and leaned back lazily: "Oh, this is such a wonderful night."

Her tone was somewhat teasing, her eyes flicking back and forth between the two of them, "Don't you agree?"

Although she was not much older than the two girls in front of her.

But looking at them, Yang Yiyao always had a feeling of coming over.

Even she herself was deeply involved in it.

Ding Yue glanced at her in the rearview mirror and didn't respond.

She could never understand Yang Yiyao, nor could she figure out what she was here for.

She was there when I confessed my love to her last time, and she was also there at my birthday party today.

Ding Yue knew that she might also like Xu Wen, but what she did was really hard to understand.

If Lan Qiu Sheng hadn't been around, she wouldn't have given this man a good look.

Seeing that no one paid attention to her, Yang Yiyao didn't say anything more.

She turned her head to the car window and admired the night view outside.

The car drove into the main road and the city's unique lights began to flash.

Yang Yiyao’s residence was not far away. Twenty minutes later, the car stopped downstairs of an apartment building.

"Senior, we're here." Ding Yue turned around and said.

She wanted to send this woman away immediately.

Yang Yiyao stretched and opened the car door: "Thank you."

She stood outside the car and suddenly bent down to look at Lan Qiusheng: "Shengsheng, think more positively about some things and don't dwell on them."

Her tone was rarely serious, and there was a hint of concern in her eyes.

Yang Yiyao thought of the little girl who told her troubles to herself that night but was rejected.

Perhaps among all of them, the only one who shouldn't have been involved was Lan Qiu Sheng.

Yang Yiyao knew that she was very annoying when she said that, but she still couldn't help but remind him.

Lan Qiusheng forced a smile: "I'm fine."

Yang Yiyao shrugged and stood up: "Okay, I'll go upstairs, you guys go back and be careful."

She waved, turned and walked towards the apartment door, and her tall figure quickly disappeared behind the glass door.

"You don't have to listen to what she says." Ding Yue rolled her eyes in the direction where Yang Yiyao left.

This senior student made her feel uncomfortable all over.

Lan Qiusheng was also looking at the direction Yang Yiyao left. She looked for a while, then lowered her head and whispered, "She was just reminding me out of kindness."

Ding Yue was so angry that he took a deep breath on the spot, and after he calmed down, he complained: "Idiot."

When they were enemies before, she thought this girl was quite smart.

Now he looks like a little fool who is easily bullied.

Ding Yue started the car again, but did not drive towards the school.

She turned the car around and headed in the other direction.

"This is not the way back to school." Lan Qiu Sheng finally turned his head and looked at Ding Yue in confusion.

She couldn't see where this road would lead.

Ding Yue's lips curled up into a mysterious smile: "Who said we are going back to school?"

She stretched out her hand and pointed forward: "I'll take you somewhere."

Lan Qiusheng let out an "ah" and said nothing more.

After all, the person driving now is Ding Yue.

Could she just jump out of the car?
The car passed through several streets and finally stopped in front of a bar called "Cave No. 12".

This looks like a quiet bar where people just drink and chat, and the environment is not noisy.

Warm yellow light shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the sound of a guitar can be faintly heard coming from inside.

Lan Qiusheng frowned: "I don't want to go."

Even if it was a clean bar, she didn't want to go in.

After all, teachers and parents have taught them since childhood that people who go to bars are not good people.

The only reason I was able to step into that bar was because it was opened by Gu Xingruo.

Otherwise she definitely wouldn't go.

Ding Yue had already unbuckled his seat belt and turned to look at her directly: "Do you know what Xu Wen dislikes most about you?"

Her voice suddenly became serious, and her tone left no room for doubt: "It's just that you are too much like him, unwilling to change, and equally old-fashioned and dull. How could there be any emotional development with someone who is so much like you?"

Ding Yue couldn't stop talking and continued, "Look at Gu Xingruo and Xia Ning. One is a hot-tempered young lady who is the absolute focus of attention when standing in a crowd. The other is a completely literary girl, the absolute heroine of a romance novel."

After she finished speaking, she glanced to the side and said, "Look at yourself again. You have such a useless face."

These words were like a knife, piercing Lan Qiu Sheng's heart accurately.

Her fingers twisted the seat belt unconsciously, and some of her fingers gradually turned white from the force.

"Come down, just have a drink and chat, just consider it as keeping me company." Ding Yue's tone softened.

She opened the car door and stood outside waiting.

Lan Qiusheng took a deep breath and finally unbuckled his seat belt.

The night breeze brushed across her cheek, bringing with it the slight coolness of early autumn.

She followed Ding Yue into the bar, and the wooden door creaked slightly behind her.

This was the first time she came to such a place on her own initiative.

Everything is so fresh and strange.

The interior decoration of the bar is simple and warm.

There are wooden tables and chairs, and several abstract paintings hanging on the wall.

In the corner, a male singer with long hair was holding a guitar and singing "Those Years".

His voice was deep and magnetic, and sounded particularly moving under the dim light.

“Those years of missed rain.”

"The love I missed in those years."

"I really want to tell you."

"Tell you I haven't forgotten..."

As the song reached its climax, the atmosphere suddenly became sad.

"This song is so fitting. It sounds very much like Xu Wen, Gu Xingruo, and Xia Ning. The three of them graduated from the same high school and have been together for many years. It's exactly the same as in the movie." Ding Yue pulled Lan Qiu Sheng and found a seat by the window.

She waved to the waiter, ordered two cocktails, and then said, "And you are still just an outsider, a minor supporting role in the movie after all."

Lan Qiusheng's body stiffened slightly, but she did not refute.

She just said indifferently: "Really? I haven't seen the movie you mentioned."

Ding Yue was shocked when she heard this and replied excitedly: "You didn't watch "The Girl We Chased Together in Those Years" when it was so popular last year?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized Lan Qiusheng's condition and had no choice but to wave her hand helplessly: "Okay, it's normal that you haven't seen it."

She gave a brief account of the plot.

It's nothing more than a story of youth regrets.

After finishing her speech, Ding Yue concluded: "They are "Those Years", but you and I don't know."

After listening to the plot, Lan Qiusheng complained quietly: "Their youth is really wonderful, but my youth is just about doing homework."

While the two were chatting, the waiter quickly brought two colorful cocktails.

One of the cups had cotton wool on it, and the waiter lit it before leaving.

The flames illuminated their faces, making them look especially beautiful.

Ding Yue quickly picked up his phone to record the video.

After finishing, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Today's birthday party really opened my eyes. Gu Xingruo's villa, wow, it's like a palace." Ding Yue turned the wine glass, and the ice cubes hit the wall of the glass, making a crisp sound. The temperature of the fire still remained on the wine glass.

Lan Qiu Sheng looked down at his wine glass, the icy blue liquid glowing under the light.

"She's very attentive," she said softly.

She had never seen those birthday ideas before.

She would never be able to figure it out even if she thought about it for her entire life.

"It's more than just being attentive, it's a complete declaration of sovereignty, okay? From the cake to those photos, it's almost like saying directly 'Xu Wen is mine'." Ding Yue sneered.

She imitated Gu Xingruo's tone and waved her hands exaggeratedly.

Lan Qiusheng's mouth twitched slightly, but she couldn't smile. She thought of Gu Xingruo holding Xu Wen's arm, the natural interaction between them, and the photos that recorded their shared memories...

She had never imagined this in the past.

But after meeting Xu Wen, she sometimes couldn't help but imagine that it would be great if she was the protagonist of the story.

But she knew it was just a fantasy after all.

"And Xia Ning, I thought she would make a big fuss, but she turned out to be so calm. Do you think she has really let it go, or is she planning something big?" Ding Yue continued.

She thought back to the time when she first started college.

At that time, Xia Ning and Xu Wen had just gotten together.

Under those circumstances, she refused to let go of Xu Wen every day.

But this time, nothing was done.

Lan Qiusheng shook his head: "I don't know."

She finally picked up the glass and took a big sip.

The burning sensation of alcohol spread from her throat to her chest, causing her to frown slightly.

She couldn't understand Gu Xingruo, nor could she understand Xia Ning.

"What surprised me the most was Xu Wen. He could actually handle such a Shura field with ease. Wow, his psychological quality is really good." Ding Yue lowered his voice.

Only now did she realize that she had underestimated their legendary squad leader.

Perhaps just as they guessed at the beginning, he was a complete scumbag.

Lan Qiusheng remembered how Xu Wen stood in the center of the crowd, his gentle smile, his just the right words, as if everything was under his control.

That kind of Xu Wen was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Lan Qiusheng, there are two paths before you now." Ding Yue suddenly said seriously, putting down the wine glass and looking directly at her.

She held up two fingers and shook them on the table.

If you don’t know, you might think that two girls are playing rock-paper-scissors here.

Lan Qiusheng raised his head and met his friend's serious gaze.

"Either stay away from Xu Wen, become a free person from now on, and focus on your own career."

Ding Yue raised a finger, and then raised a second one: "Or just like Xia Ning, continue to persevere and follow Xu Wen silently."

After she finished speaking, she did not forget to pick up the wine glass and taste the wine in it.

Lan Qiu Sheng also raised his wine glass, but after hesitating for a long time, he finally put it down.

"I suggest you take the first path. Xu Wen already has Gu Xingruo by his side, and now Xia Ning is back. Why bother?" Ding Yue took another sip of wine.

Of course she knew that Xu Wen was handsome and talented, and a boy like him was the dream lover of many girls.

Wherever a boy appears, many girls will soon pounce on him.

But in Ding Yue's opinion, people like Xu Wen, although good, are more like poison.

She would never dare to touch it.

So she also wanted Lan Qiu Sheng to leave rather than being stuck in the quagmire.

The song in the bar changed, and it was still the same male singer, but this time he sang a slow lyrical song.

The line in the lyrics, "gradually forgetting, unable to catch up with tomorrow" clearly reached Lan Qiusheng's ears.

She recognized it as the ending song of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy III".

Lan Qiusheng has not watched many TV series, and this is one of them.

She didn't answer, just took another sip of her wine.

Silence spread between the two, but Ding Yue already understood her choice.

Lan Qiusheng is always so stubborn. Once he chooses a path, he will never look back.

When the two were rivals, Ding Yue was very annoyed by this.

But now that they have become friends, all she feels is heartache.

"You are really a masochist, terribly paranoid. You and Xu Wen are the same type of people. No wonder you like him. I seriously suspect that you only like yourself. You are a narcissist!" Ding Yue shook her head, with heartache in her tone.

Lan Qiusheng finally spoke, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "I just don't want to give up."

It was the first time she had felt this kind of emotion, and she was afraid she would never feel it again after she left.

"Even if there are no results?"

“Even if there are no results.”

Lan Qiusheng never does anything without results.

But this time she knew clearly that this matter would be fruitless, but she did not want to retreat or give up.

Even if she was stuck here and time stopped forever, she didn't want to leave.

Ding Yue sighed, raised his glass and drank it all: "Okay, then I can only support you, after all, you are my best friend."

Under the influence of alcohol, she rarely spoke the truth.

Ding Yue never thought that two people who were once incompatible would one day become friends.

If she had known this in advance, she would have been nicer to this fool from the beginning.

After finishing a glass of wine, Ding Yue called the waiter and ordered a second glass of wine.

The two of them drank and talked about what they saw and heard that night.

Ding Yue drank more and more, her cheeks gradually turned red, and her speech began to become lisp.

"That Gu Xingruo is indeed amazing, but I still think that you are more suitable for Xu Wenzhen than her." She shook the wine glass.

Lan Qiusheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Don't say anymore."

She felt that there was nothing appropriate or inappropriate.

Just like at the beginning, she still felt that Xu Wen and Gu Xingruo were a perfect match.

But now she began to desire things that did not belong to her.

"Why don't you say it?" Ding Yue suddenly raised his voice, attracting the attention of guests at several nearby tables.

Lan Qiu Sheng quickly pulled her over, and she lowered her voice slightly.

She climbed onto the table and whispered, "You know Xu Wen better than she does. You started a business with him and worked overtime together. You even have similar circumstances. What else does that woman have besides money?"

Lan Qiusheng quickly held down his friend's hand: "You've drunk too much."

She was a little helpless.

The purpose tonight was to help her solve her emotional problems, but in the end it was Ding Yue who got drunk.

If you don’t know, you might think she was heartbroken.

"I'm not drunk! I just... I just feel sorry for you!" Ding Yue shook off her hand and took another sip of wine.

In her eyes, Lan Qiusheng is hardworking and excellent.

Although her background is not good, as long as she keeps going, she will always achieve something.

She deserves an easier future, not to be stuck in this relationship.

Ding Yue sighed.

She was slumped over the table, her arms dangling.

But there is such a thing as love.

Who else can tell clearly?

If it can be explained clearly, it is not called love.

Lan Qiu Sheng looked at his drunken friend and knew that the conversation tonight was over.

She waved to the waiter to settle the bill, then helped the staggering Ding Yue out of the bar.

After seeing the bill of nearly one thousand yuan, Lan Qiu Sheng decided never to come to such a bourgeois-looking place again!
After walking out of the bar, the night breeze blew across their faces, and Ding Yue became a little more sober.

She leaned on Lan Qiusheng's shoulder and said vaguely: "Shengsheng, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you sad."

"I know you're doing this for my own good." Lan Qiu Sheng responded softly.

She had never had any friends since she was a child.

This was the first time she felt friendship.

After coming out of the bar, Lan Qiusheng felt a lot more relaxed.

The evening breeze was so comfortable that she didn't want to go home.

"I just don't want to see you get hurt." Ding Yue's voice gradually became lower and her steps became staggering.

Fortunately, Qingba was not far from Ding Yue’s residential area, so Lan Qiusheng half-supported and half-carried her home.

The street lights stretched the shadows of the two people very long and overlapped them, making them look particularly intimate and lonely.

"You know what? Sometimes I envy you very much." Ding Yue suddenly spoke again, and the smell of alcohol sprayed into Lan Qiusheng's ears.

"What do you envy me for?" Lan Qiu Sheng was a little surprised.

She never thought that there was anything about her that others could envy. She felt that her life was miserable enough.

"I envy you for having someone you love so much. I almost forgot what it feels like to like someone." Ding Yue's voice was drunken and a little lonely.

Lan Qiu Sheng did not respond, but held her more firmly.

She thought of the boys who pursued Ding Yue.

Perhaps she would only say these words when she was drunk.

If she were really asked to be with a boy and experience love, she would not agree.

The two finally arrived downstairs at Ding Yue's house. Lan Qiu Sheng found the access card from her bag and swiped it to enter the elevator.

The elevator slowly rose. Ding Yue leaned against the corner with a dazed look in her eyes. "Shengsheng, promise me that if it's too painful, just let go. Okay?"

Lan Qiu Sheng looked at the elevator floor numbers constantly jumping up and said "hmm" softly.

But they all knew how weak this promise was.

Maybe, just like Ding Yue said, she is a masochist?
Lan Qiusheng was laughing, both because he felt happy tonight and because he was laughing at himself.

(End of this chapter)