Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 591 Love Shouldn't Be Trapped in the Wind [End of Volume]

Chapter 591 Love Shouldn't Be Trapped in the Wind [End of Volume]

The five of them walked out of the dormitory building. Lu Yuanqiu sent a message to Bai Qingxia to confirm that she had also finished packing. The six of them met downstairs in the girls' dormitory. Lu Yuanqiu saw that Bai Qingxia was carrying her small white bag and a paper bag in her hand, with a red glimpse peeking out from the paper bag.

"Have you packed everything?"

"Yes, I've finished bringing them."

"Drip drip!"

All six of them looked down at the group chat messages on their phones.

"Zhuhai University - Municipal Arts Competition Coordinator": The 12 students from Wanfeng Campus, the bus for the Municipal Arts Competition is parked at the East Gate.

Lu Yuanqiu and the other five sent "received" in the group chat one by one, then quickened their pace and headed towards the east gate. Sure enough, they saw a blue bus parked at the school gate. The student union's arts and culture department members jumped off the bus and waved to them with smiles: "Here we are! Here we are!"

"Come on, get in the car. Have you all had breakfast?"

"Ate."

Lu Yuanqiu held Bai Qingxia's hand and watched her climb the steps one by one. The two found a two-seater seat next to each other and sat down. Lu Yuanqiu pulled the curtain of the car window halfway down, and the morning light just reached the tip of Bai Qingxia's nose, turning the strands of hair on her forehead golden.

The other six contestants from Wanfeng Campus also boarded the bus one after another. Bai Qingxia looked up at them, then looked down to check her small white bag. She opened the zipper and took something out.

Lu Yuanqiu turned his head and saw the silver moon hair clip. There seemed to be other items in the bag, which were partially hidden by Bai Qingxia's arm.

"Are you going to wear this when you prepare for your performance?"

"Mm." Bai Qingxia nodded, looking at the shining diamonds on the moon hair clip. She touched the first diamond with her fingers all the way to the last one, then lifted the moon hair clip and placed it in the light shining in from the window. The hair clip immediately shone even brighter.

The bus started moving and drove in the middle of the asphalt road. The light inside the bus was fragmented by the sycamore leaves outside the window. When Lu Yuanqiu saw that the light was a little weak, he raised his hand and pulled the curtain open a little. Suddenly he was stunned and looked out the window.

"Look!" Lu Yuanqiu reminded him with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Bai Qingxia turned her head and saw a black car driving alongside the bus. The people inside the car were excitedly waving to each other through the windows.

Liu Wangchun was in the driver's seat, Su Miaomiao was in the passenger seat, and Lu Douqing and Luo Wei were in the back seat.

Zheng Yifeng and Zhong Jincheng also noticed this scene and waved to the people in the car. Liu Wangchun was about to wave back when Su Miaomiao patted his head and he continued driving obediently.

The bus continued to the other three campuses, picking up the other participants from Zhuhai University. The bus was soon full, and many people were looking at Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia as they boarded. They remembered Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia's interaction in the group chat last night.

Of course, what I remember most vividly are the videos of Yanggu String Orchestra and Bai Qingxia circulating online. Today, I finally met this "celebrity student" from a different district of the same school in person.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the bus arrived at the venue of the city arts competition. Like a public bus, it stopped at each section, and the contestants of the corresponding section got off one after another. The bus soon arrived at the C section venue, which included the dance category competition. Lu Yuanqiu turned sideways to let Bai Qingxia get out of the window seat. In the aisle, Lu Yuanqiu quickly grabbed her hand, looked into her eyes and encouraged her, "Go for it."

Bai Qingxia grasped his hand in return and nodded vigorously: "Okay."

"contacting via phone."

"Ok!"

Looking out the window, Lu Yuanqiu saw Bai Qingxia, who had just gotten off the bus, meet up with Liu Wangchun and the other three, who had parked their car. Liu Wangchun and the others knew that Bai Qingxia would compete first, so they parked their car here.

Zheng Yifeng, sitting in the back row, murmured, "Now we just have to wait and see the results of the live draw."

Upon arriving at the venue in Zone D, Lu Yuanqiu and the others got out of the car. The first thing they saw was a large performance stage set up in the open-air area. There was a row of judges' seats in front of the venue, and the audience seats were behind the judges' seats.

Lu Yuanqiu glanced at the large screen on the stage. Just then, a member of the Student Union's Arts and Culture Department, holding a sign that read "Zhuhai University," shouted, "Stay close to me!"

"Let's draw lots first!"

Upon arriving at the spacious indoor venue, Lu Yuanqiu saw many students dressed in bright clothes waiting in their respective school's designated areas for the lottery.

The arts and culture department member explained, "The campus singers will compete first, so they will draw lots first. After the campus singers finish, it will be our campus band's turn."

Lu Yuanqiu stepped forward and asked, "Can we use that big screen?"

Arts and Literature Department staff: "It's usually used to play song lyrics, what's wrong?"

Lu Yuanqiu took out a USB drive from his pocket and said with a smile, "The videos on this drive have lyrics."

"That should be fine. Just hand it over to the staff before the competition."

Lu Yuanqiu nodded and put the USB drive back into his pocket.

To avoid getting their clothes dirty, the five of them didn't sit on the ground but stood and waited. After about ten minutes, the campus singers had finished drawing lots. Lu Yuanqiu was about to walk towards the lottery box with the literary and art department members when the phone rang. It was Bai Qingxia.

Lu Yuanqiu answered the call.

Bai Qingxia's voice trembled slightly on the phone: "I've finished drawing, Lu Yuanqiu. I was the last one to go on stage, I..."

Lu Yuanqiu's expression changed slightly, and he quickly blinked, reassuring her, "Okay, okay, don't rush, and don't hang up the phone yet. I'm going to draw lots now, wait for me."

He exhaled, quickened his pace, and silently repeated to himself many times, "Don't be the first one."

Standing in front of the lottery box, Lu Yuanqiu reached in, stroked the ping-pong balls inside, closed his eyes, and quickly took one out. He slowly opened his five fingers, then suddenly let out a sigh of relief. The number 2 was written on it.

Lu Yuanqiu: "I'm the second one. Luckily, you should make it in time, but I won't be able to come see you. We need to go to the waiting area in advance."

"It's okay! As long as I can see you!"

Hearing the girl's hurried voice on the phone, Lu Yuanqiu suddenly laughed. He squatted down and laughed, holding the phone. Students from other schools nearby turned to look at him, but Lu Yuanqiu ignored them and nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Bai Qingxia: "I won't change my clothes. I'll just go there wearing my red dance costume."

Lu Yuanqiu nodded with a smile again: "Okay, I'm sure I can spot you in the crowd at a glance."

"Lu Yuanqiu..." Bai Qingxia seemed to hesitate on the phone.

"what happened?"

"fine……"

"Today is my 19th birthday, you should remember, right?" Bai Qingxia asked again.

"Of course I remember, I racked my brains to write a song for you."

“Lu Yuanqiu…”

Lu Yuanqiu laughed and drawled, "What's wrong now?"

He held his phone, looked up at his four teammates, and Zheng Yifeng also looked at him with his hands in his pockets. Bai Qingxia's voice came through the phone at that moment:

"let's be together."

Lu Yuanqiu's eyes went unfocused for a moment.

After a while, he slowly looked down at his right palm, then raised his right hand and instinctively placed his palm against his left chest.

My heart, which had been racing all night, seemed to reach its peak at this moment.

The reason for the racing heartbeat was found: the story the uncle told would come to life in a different form.

Bai Qingxia's voice continued to tremble: "I can't wait until the competition is over. If it's not formal enough, I'll say it again in front of you later."

"I..." Bai Qingxia's voice trembled, as if every breath was filled with all her emotions. Then she said firmly, "I like you. Let's be together."

Lu Yuanqiu smiled and licked his lips, his eyes moist as he looked up at the golden light streaming into the hall. He slowly nodded: "I thought it would really take a hundred years to say that."

"sorry."

"Fool, there's no need to apologize. I know the girl I personally rescued better than anyone else."

Lu Yuanqiu took a deep breath and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Alright, compose yourself and focus on the competition."

"Hmm..." After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Bai Qingxia's choked voice suddenly came through again: "But I want to see you, I want to see you right now."

Lu Yuanqiu smiled through his tears again, wiping his eyes with his fingers: "Didn't we just separate a few minutes ago?"

Bai Qingxia began to cry uncontrollably: "But I like you, ever since junior high school... I'm a very, very, very stupid person, so stupid that it takes me a lot of effort to say such a simple sentence."

Lu Yuanqiu rested his chin on his hand and nodded repeatedly: "That's why the love spoken by Xiaxia is so precious."

Bai Qingxia burst into tears on the phone, and Lu Yuanqiu could even guess that she was hiding in some corner at that moment.

Lu Yuanqiu frowned, raised his head, and said in a serious voice, "Alright! Stop crying. How can you look beautiful during the competition if your eyes are swollen?"

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say." Bai Qingxia seemed to be nodding.

The phone hangs up.

Lu Yuanqiu put his phone in his pocket, stood still to calm himself down, closed his eyes, took a long, deep breath, and then walked towards his teammates. "What's wrong?" Liang Jingfeng asked in surprise.

"It's nothing, I just thought of something happy."

Zhong Jincheng's voice was filled with surprise: "So happy you cried?"

Zheng Yifeng asked with a smile, "How happy are you?"

Lu Yuanqiu bit his lip, crossed his arms and muttered, "It's probably about three or four stories high."

All I want is for you to be by my side.

As the last line of the song "Maple" ended, the judges smiled and applauded, exchanging admiring glances with those around them. With the girl in the gradient red dress on stage finishing her performance, the dance competition finally came to a close.

Amidst thunderous applause, the host walked onto the stage with a smile, intending to pull the girl in the red dress aside for a final speech. Unexpectedly, the girl bypassed her and jumped off the stage, grabbing her skirt.

The host stared blankly at the scene.

Bai Qingxia walked towards the audience seats, reached out and caught something Liu Wangchun threw to her. Holding the object, she calmed her breathing, did not run, but walked very fast. Her dazzling red figure was extremely conspicuous on the roadside, and the sunlight passing over the moon hair clip on her head seemed to make a "ding" sound as each diamond sparkled.

Reaching the traffic light, Bai Qingxia watched as the green light, now counting down to "1," signaled the start of the crosswalk. Just as she was about to step across, she paused, seemingly remembering something, and withdrew her foot.

A speeding car sped past her, blowing the girl's hair to one side.

The red numbers started counting down from "99 seconds".

The girl lowered her head, clutching the object in her arms tightly as she waited for the traffic light, while a clear, cold voice echoed in her mind.

"Bai Qingxia, I'm going to confess my feelings to Lu Yuanqiu tonight. I know it will end in failure, but I still intend to do it."

"I am a timid person because I know what the consequences will be, so I have never dared to do it."

"And you? What's the reason you haven't taken that step?"

“I used to think you were being dramatic, but seeing you rushing to the finish line like that, I know you probably had your own reasons.”

“I also have my own reasons. Perhaps everyone who doesn’t dare to say ‘I love you’ has a reason, so I understand the difficulty you face when you can’t say those words.”

"But love shouldn't be trapped in the wind."

"Ding—" The red light countdown ends, and the green light turns on.

Bai Qingxia looked around at the vehicles before stepping onto the zebra crossing.

She quickened her pace and walked forward.

"Love should never be a seed that quietly waits to sprout; it should be like a burning sunset, tearing through the clouds to paint the entire sky red."

Bai Qingxia's red skirt, as fiery and maple-like as it was, danced in the wind on the zebra crossing. She walked very fast, carrying what she was holding in her arms, her steps unusually firm.

Her gaze was fixed ahead, the contents of the letter, its words damp with tears, flashing through her mind, while Long Lian Dong's urgent voice echoed in her ears.

"Bai Qingxia, treat love as the power generated when a seed sprouts from the soil. Only by breaking through the soil can you encounter a world of blooming flowers."

"Only then can it grow freely in the sunlight."

"Only then can you live a life without regrets."

Winter is lonely, summer should be splendid.

"I went to confess my feelings, you should do your best too."

Bai Qingxia quickened her pace, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and rushed towards the D-section venue.

Gradually, she slowed her pace and saw the audience seats and the spacious stage in front of her.

Bai Qingxia was panting heavily when she saw Lu Yuanqiu standing on the stage with Zheng Yifeng, Zhong Jincheng, Song Fenfang, and Liang Jingfeng.

"Xia Xia!"

Liu Wangchun and her three companions waited at a traffic light and finally caught up with Bai Qingxia. They stood behind Bai Qingxia, looking up at the road ahead.

Lu Yuanqiu gripped the microphone and immediately noticed the red color that appeared in his field of vision. He looked at Bai Qingxia and smiled from a distance across an audience seat. Bai Qingxia pursed her lips and smiled back at him.

Suddenly, the large screen behind the band members lit up, displaying a profile photo of Bai Qingxia.

The audience erupted in cheers.

The background of the photo is a classroom, and Bai Qingxia is looking down at the desk. It is obviously a candid photo.

Seeing this, Bai Qingxia raised her hand to cover her mouth, tears sliding down her cheeks.

She also took out what she was holding at this moment, which was the other half of the photo album she had collected. Bai Qingxia lowered her head and turned to the first page of the photo album in her hand.

The photo shows Lu Yuanqiu's profile in a classroom setting. Lu Yuanqiu is looking down at the desk, clearly a candid photo.

As the beautiful music began, Lu Yuanqiu sang the first line of the lyrics, while photos of Bai Qingxia flipped through the large screen behind him.

Bai Qingxia looked at the lyrics on the screen and flipped through the photo album in her hand, which was full of photos of Lu Yuanqiu.

Bai Qingxia smiled on the screen.

Lu Yuanqiu raised an eyebrow in the photo album.

The screen shows a girl sitting on the back of a bicycle.

The photo album contains a boy riding in front of a bicycle.

……

lyrics:

The worn-out desks have grown tree rings.

On Christmas Day, when you put on your scarf, snow filled your heart.

The entire notebook was covered in star clusters and was burning hot.

The pencil scratches as it traces the direction of the Milky Way.

Halloween neon lights flowed like a river in the shop windows.

Your eyelashes are like swirling pumpkin lanterns.

We danced the tango in the reflection of the glass.

The shadow trampled the moonlight dimples scattered on the ground.

A pink hair clip fell into a rainy alley in September.

It shattered into stubborn moonlight scattered all over the ground.

You tiptoe and spin like a swan.

Hidden starlight between my feet, it blooms.

You have borrowed all my light.

But in the shadows, an entire ocean was cultivated.

When the maple leaf kisses the trembling corner of my mouth.

I heard the tide washing over the church.

The morning frost warmed by body heat.

The fragments of the moon's phases are being pieced together.

I will bake the frozen moon with my chest.

Until the sun rises in your pupils.

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(End of this volume)

The next volume, *A Night of Spring Breeze*

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