Chapter 355: Look at How They All Get Touchingly Moved Because of Us
Leaning leisurely on the ancient stone steps at the school gate, Ye Liang Chen flicked his hair with a confident grin that flirted with self-mockery. Of course, passersby immediately turned their heads, drawn not only by his posture but also by that aura of “don’t-care-but-care-too-much.”
Not one to be outdone, Li Qing Xue flip-flopped her crimson diamond earrings with the same flair, intentionally flaunting her jewelry like a Hollywood star at a photo sh**t. The surrounding gazes, obviously enchanted, made her smirk inside—go ahead, stare all you want.
Ye Liang Chen, sensing the attention, flashed her his signature smirk, hands tucked into his pockets like he owned the universe. “Ahem, you think I don’t know what I’m doing? Some bonds don’t fade with time—they blow up at just a tiny spark.”
“We’ve known each other for ten years,” he said with a touch of dramatic seriousness. “Now, she needs my care after being betrayed—my golden responsibility!”
He twirled a lock of hair at his temple, revealing a delicate male earring. His eyes sparkled with mischief.
Xue Shao Hua, who had been watching with a slight frown, tilted his head. “Hey, where’d you get that earring?”
Ye Liang Chen’s lips curled up in a knowing smile but didn’t answer directly. Instead, he took a deep breath and declared, “You know me—I’m always a free spirit. Sometimes, just a fleeting thought can reach heights others spend ages striving for. I wanted a style change—so I grabbed that earring. Can’t quite recall where; it’s kind of a blur of awesomeness. And from your expression, I guess this change of mine is pretty… special?”
He shook his head lightly, causing the earrings to sway, stealing glances and attention alike. Earrings, in this era, are clearly the new statement—more eye-catching than earrings themselves.
A wave of supreme chic swept over, making Xue Shao Hua take two steps back, his gaze fixed seriously on Ye Liang Chen. In just a few days, he’d upped his fashion game again—a fact that made even him look up with awe and a bit of dread.
Ye Liang Chen, with a goofy grin, tilted his head and took a broad, sky-embracing pose—arms wide open as if to hug the clouds. And just like that, every eye fixed on him.
Xue Shao Hua, frustrated but helpless, only wished he could loosen up a bit. The guy was impressive—so impressive that he overshadowed everyone else in the room, and that irked him.
Ye Liang Chen, after all, carried a mature soul—one that had dominated the peak in his previous life. His aura wasn’t just confident; it was battlefield-seasoned. His understanding of how to immediately seize attention proved far beyond a mere college lad.
He lowered his arms slowly, not to embrace the sky again but with a relaxed posture—no need for theatrics. Sometimes, a little nonchalance is the ultimate style.
“All right, go keep an eye on Li Qing Xue,” he commanded softly. “Once I conquer her heart, Wan Ning’s next. When we’re done here, they better wake up.”
His eyes turned serious, tinged with a strange sense of resignation. “Time to let her see that the title of ‘Dragon Brother’ was just a dream woven by Ye Qing Xue herself.”
“You promised me…” Xue Shao Hua started.
Ye Liang Chen chuckled softly. “Relax, I’m a man of my words—Ye Liang Chen never shirks from promises.”
Honestly, anyone labeled a ‘treasure girl’ in his eyes must hold the crown in his heart—yet, ironically, she was the one most used by Dragon Brother. d*mn it, guess she’s the sacrifice this week.
Even though he loved her deeply, he was fully on the “love bravely, hate fiercely” side. Let her be a little recompense for her betrayal.
Ah well… That’s just who I am—Ye Liang Chen, the fearless lover.
As Xue Shao Hua left, Ye Liang Chen flipped his hair again, eyes gleaming with flamboyance. His subtle smile radiated confidence.
He caught sight of a few girls sneaking glances, grinning mischievously, and with a slight nod, he shook his head and gently swung his earrings. Instantly, the girls hurriedly looked away, blushing and leaning on each other, fleeing the scene.
Ye Liang Chen just smiled serenely. Just a tiny move—even subtle—was enough to turn those girls red as tomatoes.
Time slipped into the afternoon.
With class soon, Li Qing Xue had to part ways with Wan Ning and head back to school. Ye Liang Chen, who started his day full of zest, found himself unable to keep reclining on the steps and gazed at a forty-five-degree angle, a little half-lie down and half-sitting posture—one leg stretched out, the other curled, arm resting lazily on the bent knee.
The cold wind swept his bangs, shadowing his eyes, but after a flick of his hair, they reappeared, shining with intent.
He enjoyed this solitude, this carefree loneliness—kind of like wandering through a fantasy.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated. Seeing Xue Shao Hua’s message, he quickly perked up.
His eyes locked on the road ahead.
Soon, the figure he’d been obsessively waiting for appeared at the corner.
Ye Liang Chen broke into a soft smile, his voice low but enough for her to overhear. With a casual flick of his hair, he looked at Li Qing Xue with an adoring smile.
“Qing Xue,” he called out softly, then, rising from the ground, hands in his pockets, strutted over—facing the sun with his chin raised and waving a hand casually. “Your knight has returned!”
Li Qing Xue, initially planning to tell him to stop bothering her, was cut off as Ye Liang Chen raised a finger. “I know what you want to say!”
“But I want to tell you: Long Aotian doesn’t cherish you, but I do.”
“Long Aotian has no courage to be responsible for you—I will be. That’s right.”
“One word: what he can do, I can do better. Much better.”
“What he cannot do, I even more so. A thousand times more.”
“Here comes the knight—a protector of princesses! That’s my promise to you, Qing Xue.”
Li Qing Xue took a step back. “Ye Liang Chen, don’t you think you’re being a little… awkward right now?”
“And I definitely don’t need your promises.”
Ye Liang Chen chuckled, his eyes burning. “Come on, Qing Xue—admit it. Admit you’re feeling awkward, admit that my appearance touched your heart. Is that so hard?”
Her face flushed, her words tangled—she didn’t know how to tell him she wasn’t upset or touched at all. All she wanted was to get away.
But Ye Liang Chen saw another meaning entirely. Her flustered look made his heart race—she was blushing because she was caught, shy and embarrassed.
“We’ve known each other for ten years,” he said softly. “We’ve argued, fought, but always made up. These ten years, we both changed, but one thing remains—I want to protect you.”
“Long Aotian’s lack of appreciation is his loss. To me, you’re like a princess…” he paused, arms wide, scanning the crowd, then smirked. “Look—they’re all moved by us, aren’t they?”
And with that, he turned and walked away, leaving everyone captivated—Ye Liang Chen, the boy who dared to love, dared to hate, and dared to be himself.
