Chapter 242: Dragon Brother, let’s meet up on the track
Dragon Brother pulled out his phone, glanced at it, and thought it was some silly little triplets sending him a message.
But then he saw the friend requests and a comment below: Han Xiao Jing
He couldn’t help but look up and check out Han Xiao Jing.
Feeling Dragon Brother’s gaze, Han Xiao Jing mumbled softly: “We’ve known each other for so long, but I still haven’t added you as a penguin. If I find some really delicious food worth trying, I’ll definitely recommend it to you.”
Always the quiet type, Han Xiao Jing’s words drew only a few semi-expectant glances from everyone present.
But once she spoke up, everyone turned to look at her.
Shen Meng Jie, Zhang Meng Meng, Wang Li Juan—all okay with it. They’re Han Xiao Jing’s roommates and know she’s got a bit of a crush on Dragon Brother.
Huang Fei and Xu Shuai, on the other hand, fixed their eyes more intently on Li Long Long.
Seeing this, the last flicker of hope in Li Long Long’s heart finally extinguished.
He cracked a faint smile at Dragon Brother and took a deep breath, letting out a long sigh.
During the last drinking session in the dorm, Li Long Long had already sensed Han Xiao Jing’s attitude—just friends, nothing more.
He’d mentally prepared himself for this. Turns out, it’s just a one-sided wish.
Can’t expect Han Xiao Jing to feel the same about him just because he likes her, right?
No wonder when he asked her out, she asked, “Besides you, who else is there…”
Turns out, from the very beginning, Han Xiao Jing had a soft spot for Dragon Brother.
“So what are you looking at me for?” Li Long Long chuckled, then bumped his shoulder with Dragon Brother. “If I want to enjoy some good eats in the future, I’ll be counting on your intel!”
“Waiting for you in wind and rain, in clay pot soup!” Dragon Brother declared dramatically.
Waiting in clay pot soup—what a bizarre phrase, but everyone couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
The atmosphere in the private room suddenly lightened, bubbling with happiness.
Seeing that Dragon Brother had accepted the friend request, Han Xiao Jing’s lips curled into a subtle smile.
Shen Meng Jie, with her chin propped on one hand, gazed at a message, and even Dragon Brother, who was cracking up, couldn’t help but laugh.
Face it—Huang Fei’s variety of flirtations were met with polite indifference, neither rejecting nor rushing in, leaving plenty of room for imagination.
After the meal, Huang Fei thought he’d gained a lot, but really, nothing had changed.
“I’ll take you back,” someone suggested.
“Get lost! Jian’s my girl, I’ll send myself,” Wang Li Juan retorted, pinching Xu Shuai’s ear.
Here, you could already picture Xu Shuai’s next four years—surely some chronic bronchitis is in his future.
But Xu Shuai was strangely happy about it.
As they left, Shen Meng Jie shot a meaningful look at Dragon Brother. He chose to ignore it.
“Though regrets are frequent, at least you tried, right?”
“Thanks. I thought I was over it, but now—feels like I got stabbed,” Li Long Long said, sighing.
Then he looked at Han Xiao Jing’s back and said, “Honestly, I saw the end from the start. Do you believe me?”
“But as you said, how can I be satisfied if I don’t try,” he added.
Everyone liked pretty girls—Shen Meng Jie and Han Xiao Jing’s looks had guys vying for them all over the class.
“So I just gave it a shot. If I catch her, I get my princess. If not, I’ve still got plenty of meat left,” Li Long Long said with a grin.
“Very enlightened, my brother!” Dragon Brother patted Li Long Long on the shoulder.
Li Long Long forced a smile: “I merely lost the ability to love temporarily…”
Suddenly, a few figures walked past.
Li Long Long’s gaze fixated on a senior wearing denim shorts—like he’d just found some hidden superpower.
He hurried after her: “Senior, can I add your contact info?”
Seeing his change of mood, Dragon Brother just chuckled.
Turns out, ending a failed first love is best followed by the start of a new one.
Soon after returning to the dorm,
Huang Fei and Xu Shuai, still in their playful mood, headed back.
“Shh!” Dragon Brother signaled for silence.
Huang Fei and Xu Shuai glanced at Li Long Long sitting on the bed and gave a nod, quieting their voices.
“What’s the deal?”
Dragon Brother looked at Li Long Long, waved lightly, and whispered: “This guy’s deep in conversation with a sophomore senior girl.”
Hearing this, Huang Fei and Xu Shuai finally caught on—they’d been duped by Dragon Brother and Li Long Long.
“You’re something else, really,” Huang Fei said, impressed.
Li Long Long didn’t hide it either: “Just met her today, and I found out she doesn’t have a boyfriend.”
“Now that’s my kind of Casanova,” Xu Shuai teased with a smile.
“By the way, Old Ao, what were you planning to tell me earlier?” seeing Li Long Long fine and in high spirits, Dragon Brother looked over.
Dragon Brother’s expression darkened slightly: “Regarding that, I just want to share what I saw.”
He recounted meeting Shen Meng Jie at KTV and then again at the food street yesterday.
The dorm fell into a hush—every sound painfully audible.
“Old Ao, were you mistaken?” Huang Fei asked, disbelief flickering across his face. Seeing Dragon Brother’s serious look, he lit a cigarette to steady himself.
Xu Shuai looked confused, asking, “So, you deliberately said you saw Shen Meng Jie at KTV and the food street, trying to convince us?”
“Maybe Shen Meng Jie is pretty, so she’s pursued by a bunch of guys too,” Huang Fei murmured to himself.
Dragon Brother wasn’t planning to dwell on that anymore.
Some things are better left unsaid among brothers—kept in the dark as a favor.
But the choice remained in Huang Fei’s hands.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated.
He pulled it out and checked.
Han Xiao Jing: Dragon Brother, let’s meet on the track.
After thinking for a moment, Dragon Brother nodded.
Today’s little move from Han Xiao Jing made Dragon Brother sense something was up.
They’re classmates, yet they’ve barely spoken.
The only two times they’ve met in private, no real interaction.
But whether his feelings were right or wrong, he wanted to clarify early.
It was good for everyone—himself, his little lackey, and Han Xiao Jing.
“I’ll be right back,” he said, leaving the dorm and heading toward the track.
It was the last day of the holiday, not many people on the track right now.
“Dragon Brother,” a voice called.
He looked over along the sound: “Shen Meng Jie?”
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