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"I’m lucky I haven’t run into Li Lingfei; otherwise, it would be awkward to see her again."
Wang Yuhan let out a dismissive snort.
"Hey, you’ve solved your problem, but what about mine?" Yang Qianfan asked, clearly distressed.
"What problem do you have?" Wang Yuhan feigned ignorance once more.
"You’re asking that on purpose! You know exactly what I mean."
"If you don’t tell me the cause of your problem, how can I prescribe a solution?"
"You—" Yang Qianfan pointed at him, exasperated, holding back his anger. "Fine, fine, you just want to hear me say it. Alright!" He cleared his throat, swallowed hard, and mumbled, "I... I like that Dwarf Winter Melon. I want to... pursue her!"
"What? I didn’t catch that." Wang Yuhan pretended not to hear, deliberately making it difficult for him.
"I said I like that Dwarf Winter Melon! I want to pursue her! Happy now?" Yang Qianfan shouted in frustration.
"Are you blind? You like someone like her? That Dwarf Winter Melon is so ugly; don’t you worry about embarrassing yourself being with her?"
"You..." Yang Qianfan was furious and nearly jumped up.
"Hey, don’t get so worked up. Those words came from your mouth; you wouldn’t forget that so soon, would you?"
Hearing this, Yang Qianfan fell silent, his face turning red as he looked down in embarrassment.
"Alright, I won’t make it difficult for you anymore. Now I’ll give you some advice." Wang Yuhan nodded. "My prescription is for you to tell her exactly what you just said."
"Hey, I’ve put up with you for long enough. If you keep brushing me off like this, I’ll lose my temper," Yang Qianfan retorted angrily.
Wang Yuhan ignored him and pondered for a moment before continuing.
“Honestly, this situation of yours is really tricky.”
“So... what should I do?”
“It’s simple, just give up!”
“Wang Yuhan, you bastard!” Yang Qianfan exclaimed, raising his fist as if to hit him.
Seeing Yang Qianfan fuming, Wang Yuhan felt a sense of satisfaction and nodded with a smile. “Honestly, you really don’t have any redeeming qualities. If I were Zhu Hui, I definitely wouldn’t choose you.” Then he suddenly remembered something and pondered aloud, “That guy named Song Yu from school seems to really like her and won’t leave her alone. At this rate, you have even less hope.”
Hearing Wang Yuhan mention Song Yu made Yang Qianfan's heart sink. He muttered to himself, “Do I really have no chance at all?”
“That’s quite difficult. Honestly, that guy has one major advantage over you—he has never hurt Zhu Hui.”
Yang Qianfan felt a sharp pang in his heart and anxiously asked, “Did I really hurt that Dwarf Winter Melon so deeply in the past?”
“And you?” Wang Yuhan shot him a sideways glance. “You almost caused her to lose her life. How can you still ask such foolish questions?”
“Is there any way for me to make amends now?”
“I think it’s very unlikely.” Wang Yuhan frowned, deep in thought. “As the saying goes, ‘Once bitten, twice shy.’ You’ve deceived her so badly before; do you really think she would fall for your tricks again?”
“But I’m not deceiving her now!”
“She will definitely find ways to convince herself that you are still trying to trick her.”
“Why... why is that?”
“People fear heartbreak, and trees fear being stripped of their bark. No matter how well you treat her in the future, she will always have a big question mark in front of your kindness.”
“What... what question mark?”
“Is your kindness just another bet with Hu Yuanji? Are you setting up some trap to make her sad?” Wang Yuhan raised his eyebrows and continued slowly, “This is probably just human self-protection instinct.”
“If that’s the case, then I won’t have even half a chance.”
“Not necessarily. It’s clear that Zhu Hui actually likes you; she just doesn’t dare to think that way. I completely understand her feelings,” Wang Yuhan said empathetically.
“She likes me?” Yang Qianfan’s eyes lit up as if he had suddenly come back to life after taking Tai Shang Lao Jun’s soul-reviving elixir.
Seeing his foolish expression, Wang Yuhan couldn’t help but laugh again, casually adding, “But don’t be too optimistic. Nothing is absolute; it’s possible she might find Song Yu more appealing than you, and ultimately choose him.”
“So what should I do now?”
“That depends on you, but I can remind you that Zhu Hui is not a fool.”
“She’s not a fool? If even you can see that I like her, how could she not notice?”
“She hasn’t not noticed; it’s just that she doesn’t dare to think in that direction.”
“Then... what should I do?” Yang Qianfan was getting anxious.
“Use your sincere heart to earn her trust. Only by gaining her trust can you talk about anything else. But I must remind you not to call her ‘Dwarf Winter Melon’ anymore, because those three words really hurt her self-esteem.”
“Ah! Not call her Dwarf Winter Melon?” Yang Qianfan looked at him with difficulty, unable to imagine it. “I’ve been calling her Dwarf Winter Melon for so long; suddenly stopping might be hard for me!”
“Is that so? In that case, don’t change it. Just wait and see if she ends up in the arms of someone who doesn’t call her Dwarf Winter Melon!” Wang Yuhan scoffed at him.
Yang Qianfan pondered for a moment, and suddenly everything became clear to him. He smiled foolishly at him.
"Hey, after talking for so long, does this mean we've made up?" Yang Qianfan asked with a grin.
"And what about you? If you want to turn against me now, I assure you my face won't turn faster than yours."
"My face is just a thin page; how can it turn? But your face has so many pages, it’s like the 'Complete Library of the Four Treasuries.' A gust of wind could flip through them all, regardless of whether anyone can handle it," Yang Qianfan retorted, shooting him a cold glance.
Wang Yuhan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh at his expression.
"I don't have anything to treat you with here; how about a cup of tea?" Wang Yuhan said as he poured a cup of tea for him.
"Who wants your tea? Just toss me a cigarette."
"Sorry, Lingfei doesn't like me smoking, so I quit long ago."
"Are you even a man? If she tells you to quit smoking, you actually do it?"
"I believe Zhu Hui would dislike smoking even more than Lingfei does," Wang Yuhan replied, frowning. He pretended to think deeply and added, "I wonder if that guy named Song Yu smokes?"
Hearing this, Yang Qianfan's expression darkened, and he fell silent.
"The environment here is so poor; I think you should just move back in with me," Yang Qianfan said sincerely.
Wang Yuhan lowered his head, hesitating at his suggestion.
"Honestly, living alone is really dull; there isn't even someone to talk to."
"I find it strange! Why don’t you want to move back home?" Wang Yuhan asked in confusion.
"Home? What’s the point of going back to a home that lacks warmth?" Yang Qianfan scoffed coldly at the mention of "home."
“Are your parents really that difficult to get along with?”
Yang Qianfan, hearing him mention his parents, couldn't help but get agitated and shouted at him, “You’re so annoying! Are you going to move back or not?”
“Move back? Sure, I know you’re scared of ghosts at night,” Wang Yuhan joked.
“You’re the one scared of ghosts! I haven’t done anything wrong.”
“You haven’t done anything wrong? Don’t forget how you almost got Zhu Hui killed last year by tricking him.”
“Are you out of things to say? Why bring that up again?” Yang Qianfan retorted, unable to hold back as he playfully hit him again.
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