Let's Do Some Questions - Chapter 72

Ke Lingyu was a bit surprised that Chu Fengqiu would say that.

Based on her understanding of Chu Fengqiu, although this junior was younger than her, she was unexpectedly steady in her actions, possessed great personal charm, and had a very meticulous mind.

She thought someone like that would meticulously plan everything before starting, keeping people firmly under their control. She didn’t expect Chu Fengqiu to say she wasn’t confident.

“Then isn’t this winter camp creating an opportunity for you?”

Ke Lingyu raised an eyebrow. That girl (Song Man) seemed straightforward and didn’t hide things. Meeting Chu Fengqiu… tsk tsk tsk.

“I have you to thank for your help.”

Chu Fengqiu looked sincere, which made Ke Lingyu’s teeth ache.

“This winter camp is actually a good opportunity. If you perform well, you can go directly and won’t have to waste time here anymore.”

“No, taking things step by step is fine too.”

If Chu Fengqiu wanted to skip grades, she would have done so long ago. Why wait until now?

“Why?”

Ke Lingyu felt this was a real waste of time. Chu Fengqiu was currently in her second year of high school. If she followed the standard path to the Gaokao, she would still need to study for another year and a half. If she went to a better learning environment during this year and a half, the gains would be more than just exponential growth.

“You know, the environment in high school and university is different.”

“Of course I know that.”

The atmosphere and how people interact are completely different.

“So I want to spend more time with her.”

Chu Fengqiu smiled. She had considered this before and planned to take the Gaokao early, but then she met Song Man.

In that case, there was absolutely no need to rush and chase after anything. Enjoying this time was also very good.

Song Man didn’t seem to have any intention of revealing her identity yet. Chu Fengqiu was waiting for that answer and also wanted to accompany Song Man through this period.

No, she should say, she wanted to accompany Song Man through every stage of her life from now on.

“Alright, I don’t understand your affairs. Just do whatever makes you happy.”

Ke Lingyu didn’t press further. Although she was full of questions, she didn’t continue to probe.

After all, some things are better left unasked too clearly.

They had walked for a while. Chu Fengqiu looked back and could only see a blurry silhouette of Song Man.

“Do you feel very regretful?”

Chu Fengqiu knew that Ke Lingyu asking her to walk together wasn’t just to say those things. Since she couldn’t bring herself to ask, Chu Fengqiu brought it up instead.

Ke Lingyu wasn’t a gloomy person. She was outgoing, somewhat similar to Song Man, and didn’t like to keep things bottled up. If she truly didn’t want to talk about it, she would have remained silent about her and Lingnan’s matter instead of telling her.

“Which matter are you referring to?” Ke Lingyu looked at Chu Fengqiu, continuing to walk without stopping. “If it’s about not being able to meet because I was avoiding her, then I am very regretful. If only I could have come back sooner.”

Some things are cruel to say, but they are true.

Ke Lingyu felt pain, sadness, and depression when she saw Lingnan, but deep down, she never regretted rejecting Lingnan.

“Did you ever like her?”

“A little bit.”

Ke Lingyu didn’t deny her moments of attraction. In certain instances, Lingnan also made her heart flutter.

But when her mind calmed down, another kind of negative emotion always took dominance.

“If I were someone with strong possessiveness, maybe we would have been very happy.”

Otherwise, where would the saying “a match made in heaven” come from? But she just wasn’t that kind of person.

Compared to the other person’s complete reliance, Ke Lingyu preferred having mutual freedom.

“I can only hope she doesn’t meet me again in the next life.”

Ke Lingyu sighed deeply, her eyes still carrying a hint of unresolved emotion.

She raised her hand and touched the small bottle hanging around her neck, a look of unconscious loneliness on her face.

Chu Fengqiu accompanied her for a while longer, then they walked back.

When they returned, Lingnan’s parents were standing in front of the tombstone. Song Man was squatting there, holding a small twig and drawing circles on the concrete ground.

Ke Lingyu touched the cold edge of the tombstone and squatted down to look at the photo on it.

“I’ll see you off.”

Ke Lingyu stood up and spoke to Song Man and Chu Fengqiu.

Song Man and Chu Fengqiu nodded and said goodbye to Lingnan’s parents.

Ke Lingyu saw them off to the cemetery gate and waved goodbye.

“Thank you for coming to see her off today.”

Song Man wanted to thank Ke Lingyu for letting them come, but it felt awkward to say, so she didn’t.

“Someone will contact you about the winter camp. Keep an eye on your messages and phone. I’ll see you off here. Have a safe trip.”

“Then we’ll be going now. Let’s keep in touch.”

Chu Fengqiu held Song Man’s hand and said goodbye to Ke Lingyu.

“Okay, see you later.”

It wasn’t until Song Man and Chu Fengqiu were out of sight that Ke Lingyu touched her chin and realized something was off.

That Chu Fengqiu’s hand-holding action was too natural!

Indeed, even the same thing happening to different people yields completely different results.

Ke Lingyu turned and walked back into the cemetery. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a tree branch by the road caught her clothes. She stopped, untangled the snag, and continued walking towards her destination.

Song Man and Chu Fengqiu didn’t linger in the city. They bought tickets back to Qingcheng and returned to their own lives.

By the time Song Man got home, it was already six in the evening.

She sat cross-legged on her bed. The air conditioning was on in the room, and the warm air made her feel sleepy.

A knock sounded on the door. Song Man unfolded the small table by her bed, fixing it on both sides of the bed, and called out, “Come in.”

A maid came in with a tray and placed Song Man’s dinner on the table.

Housekeeper Liu knew she was eating alone, so she didn’t prepare too many dishes. The bowl contained rice and braised meat, the shredded potatoes and peas looked refreshing, and there was also fragrant stir-fried lamb, topped with a fried egg shaped like a smiley face.

After setting down the meal, the maid placed a bowl of soup and a pudding next to it, bowed to Song Man, and left the room.

Song Man stirred the rice with her spoon and realized Housekeeper Liu might be trying to fatten her up.

But today, she was only feeding her; the other “pig” wasn’t here.

While they were in the car, Chu Fengqiu’s father had called her, so they separated after leaving the station.

Song Man picked up her phone, took a picture of her dinner, and sent it to Chu Fengqiu on WeChat.

After sending it, Song Man took a big bite of rice and felt that something was off.

She was supposed to let Chu Fengqiu pursue her! Wasn’t her attitude a bit too proactive?

Song Man thought for a moment, backed out of the page, opened the “liver-draining” game, and ate while doing the daily tasks.

She drew a useless card in the daily draw, but Song Man’s expression didn’t change. She swallowed the rice in her mouth.

Housekeeper Liu’s cooking was truly exceptional. She used to be a head chef in a hotel and was skilled in many cuisines. Later, she stayed with their family permanently. According to Housekeeper Liu herself, she had been there for almost twenty years.

However, Song Man always felt that Housekeeper Liu couldn’t replicate the taste of the meatballs Chu Fengqiu made. They were delicious, but something was missing.

Chu Fengqiu didn’t hide anything when she made the meatballs. Housekeeper Liu knew Song Man liked them, so she learned to make them herself.

But strangely, even though the dishes looked similar, Song Man could always taste the difference between Housekeeper Liu’s and Chu Fengqiu’s cooking. Song Man couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was different, but different was different.

A collective task for the guild opened in the game, diverting Song Man’s attention. While she was AFK doing the task, her phone vibrated twice.

Chu Fengqiu sent her a message. Song Man opened it without hesitation and found that Chu Fengqiu had sent her a photo.

【Song Man】: ???

Song Man originally thought Chu Fengqiu was sending her a picture of her eating. The dining table was indeed in the shot, and Song Man could even see the table and plates in the picture, but only a little bit, because eighty percent of the screen was occupied by Chu Fengqiu’s legs.

【Song Man】: Who wants to see your legs!

【Chu Fengqiu】: Aren’t my legs nice?

【Song Man】: Covered by pants, I can’t see a damn thing.

Chu Fengqiu basically never wore super short shorts or skirts. She usually wore jeans or capri pants, and her skirts were always long.

【Chu Fengqiu】: Okay, I’ll show you when I get home, without pants covering them.

???

????

Sister, what’s wrong with you?!!!

【Song Man】: I suspect you’re being lewd and I have evidence

【Chu Fengqiu】: Alright, then I’ll put my pants back on.

Sister, your goddess image has collapsed, do you know that!

This isn’t your persona, hey!

What kind of dirty talk is this, shut up!

【Song Man】: Be a decent human being, I’m still a minor

【Chu Fengqiu】: Okay, then I’ll show you when you’re an adult

???

Who the hell wants to see them!!!

Look, look, is this something a person would say?

Song Man wasn’t someone who would be led by the nose. So what if she was talking dirty? Who couldn’t say a few suggestive things?

Song Man’s eyes darted around, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

【Song Man】: Then I want to see white stockings, black stockings, maid outfit lace!

【Chu Fengqiu】: Okay

【Song Man】: You promised, okay? No backing out, screenshot as proof!

The consequence of flirting is having to wear a maid outfit!

【Chu Fengqiu】: It’s a deal

Song Man narrowed her eyes. Chu Fengqiu agreed so readily, she felt a little strange about it.

Never mind, Chu Fengqiu would definitely do what she promised. She just had to wait for the benefits.

Life, ah, was truly wonderful.

Song Man hummed a tune and continued to grind in the game.

Chu Fengqiu could see Song Man’s happy little expression through the screen, and the look on her face softened considerably.

“Fengqiu, about this matter, do you think it’s okay?”

Chu Zhicheng saw that Chu Fengqiu’s expression had relaxed a lot. Although he didn’t know what she saw that made her happy, he seized the opportunity to ask.

“Didn’t I say before? As long as you’re happy, you don’t need to specifically ask for my opinion.”

Chu Fengqiu put away her phone. When she looked up, the smile in her eyes was gone, replaced by a hint of detached indifference.

“How can I not ask for your opinion?”

“Whether I like it or not, is it very important to you?”

Chu Fengqiu raised an eyebrow, throwing back a rhetorical question.

“I just hope you can approve.”

Chu Zhicheng was silent for a moment, his voice somewhat strained as he replied.

“Actually, it doesn’t make much difference. That’s the person you’ll spend your life with. Just decide for yourself. I’m full, I’ll be going now.”

But Chu Fengqiu had clearly only taken a few bites. Chu Zhicheng moved his lips but still didn’t stop her.

After leaving there, Chu Fengqiu’s mood lightened considerably. She wished she could fly to Song Man’s side immediately and kiss her face.