Living Only For Myself: Make Those Who Hate Me Regret It

Chapter 442 - 440: Bonus -

"You’ll meet him in a bit. You don’t need to do anything else, just come with me to say hi and give him a smile,"

Sika looked up, gazing in a specific direction. "Oh, right, did I tell you? He’s applying to University B, too. I refuse to believe he could turn his nose up at even you. If that’s really the case, then I’ll have to start questioning his sexual orientation."

Sika practically said that last part through gritted teeth, a clear sign of how much her years-long pursuit still frustrated her.

Xu Su was a bit stunned. Then she saw Sika lift her chin. "Look, over there. He’s the one in the navy blue jacket."

Xu Su followed her gaze...

As her gaze swept past a nearby tent, a tall, elegant figure stooped to exit. He walked a few steps over to the young man in the navy blue jacket Sika had pointed out, and the two started talking.

"!!!" Xu Su froze on the spot, completely dumbfounded.

Sika called her name a few times before she snapped back to her senses.

"Handsome, isn’t he?" Sika said with a smug little huff. "See? I’ve got great taste. Even our Susu is starstruck."

The few people nearby who overheard them also looked over, but the campsite was crowded. Amidst the throng of people and flickering shadows, it was impossible to tell who they were talking about.

"Help me out, Susu," Sika pleaded, shaking Xu Su’s arm. "Don’t be so aloof. Just be a little friendly, that’s all. You’ll be schoolmates in the future, so you’ll have something to talk about. Trust me, no man can say no to you."

"No, no, no, no, no..." Xu Su swallowed nervously and stood up. "I can’t help you with this. I’m going back to my tent."

She shot to her feet and frantically turned to flee as if something was chasing her, not even giving Sika a chance to stop her. But she’d barely taken two steps before crashing right into a serving cart.

The cart was loaded with several packs of beer and food, and was very heavy. Xu Su’s knee had collided squarely with one of its corners.

The heavy cart wobbled from the impact, and a few precariously stacked bottles of beer tumbled to the ground with a CRASH.

The sound wasn’t loud amidst the bustling campsite, but it was enough to draw the eyes of those in the immediate area.

"Where did you get hit?" Sika asked, hurrying to her feet.

Si Xuan, Liu Yun, and Yang Nan also got up and walked over, intending to help her sit down. Xu Su clutched her knee, wincing in pain, but she stubbornly refused to turn around.

That is, until a familiar figure walked up to her and stared down at her. "Xu Su."

Xu Su’s grip on Sika’s arm tightened abruptly. She forced a brittle smile. "What a coincidence, Xi Zirong."

Internally, she was seething.

’What is wrong with this world!’

’How could I run into Xi Zirong after traveling nearly halfway across the country?!’

’Xi Zirong of all people!’

’Is the world really this small?!’

’If anyone we know saw us, they’d probably think we planned to meet up!’

The clear look of recognition between them took the onlookers by surprise.

Xi Zirong’s gaze traveled from Xu Su’s face down to her injured knee. Frowning, he stepped forward, took her arm, and moved to lift her into his arms.

Xu Su quickly refused. "I’m fine, I just need to sit for a bit."

With that, Xu Su stubbornly turned, trying to get back to her seat.

Seeing her limp, Xi Zirong couldn’t watch any longer. He strode forward, swept her up into his arms, and asked, "Where’s your tent?"

Xu Su pressed her hands against his chest, about to protest, but Xi Zirong cut her off. "Never mind. We’re going to my tent."

’To his tent...’

"Hey, stop!" Xu Su’s eyes went wide. "I’m fine! Just put me down!"

"If you’re fine, why are you limping?" Xi Zirong paid her no mind and started to walk, only to be blocked by an outstretched hand.

"Excuse me," Si Xuan said, his gaze fixed on Xu Su in the other man’s arms, his expression dark. "She told you to put her down."

......

Oh, boy...

This bizarre standoff made even Sika, who had been completely focused on her crush, stare with wide eyes.

The members of the team-building group looked from the young man holding Xu Su to their own Sect Leader, feeling that the whole scene was a bit surreal...

It wasn’t just them; even Xu Su herself felt it was a bit surreal.

Xi Zirong looked at the man blocking his way, was quiet for a few seconds, then suddenly looked down at Xu Su in his arms. "Your new boyfriend?"

Xu Su quickly shook her head. "No, no..."

Xi Zirong’s expression relaxed slightly. He looked at Si Xuan and said, "If you’re not her boyfriend, then please step aside."

Si Xuan didn’t budge. His eyes remained locked on Xu Su. "Do you want to go with him?"

Xu Su: "..."

"It’s so rare to run into an old friend so far from home! Go on, go catch up," Sika urged, sidling up to them with great enthusiasm. "What a coincidence, Susu! My classmate actually knows your friend. This is perfect, we can all go catch up together."

She shot Xu Su a look, mouthing the word, ’Please...’

"..." Xu Su really found it hard to face Xi Zirong, but she also didn’t want to disappoint Sika.

After a moment’s hesitation, she heard the young man in the navy blue jacket speak up. "You should probably go get it looked at. We have some liniment for injuries. A hurt leg is going to make the rest of the trip difficult."

In the end, Xu Su was still carried by Xi Zirong to his tent.

Sika tagged along. Now that she was in front of her crush, her usual cheerful and enthusiastic demeanor vanished, replaced by a surprising awkwardness.

Xu Su noticed that on the entire way there, right up until Xi Zirong carried her into the tent, Sika didn’t say a single flirty or clever thing.

’...So it’s true. No matter how much of a player you are, how freely you live, or how little you care about conventions, you always get nervous in front of the person you really like.’

Sika was so nervous she could barely even speak properly.

Seeing her like this now, after having watched her boldly declare her intentions to conquer men, made Xu Su’s heart ache for her a little.

Xi Zirong placed Xu Su on a chair, then squatted down, wanting to check her injury.

But Xu Su was wearing long pants, which couldn’t be rolled up to her knee.

Seeing the problem, Sika volunteered to go back and get a pair of shorts for her.

Once she left, only three people remained in the tent.

Xu Su swung her feet slightly, looking at the young man standing nearby. "Xi Zirong," she asked curiously, "aren’t you going to introduce us?"

Xi Zirong took hold of her small, delicate foot. His gaze lingered on the gentle arch of her instep, her skin as smooth as jade, her toes small and perfect.

’A foot like this...’

His grip grew tighter and tighter. Xu Su shifted her foot uncomfortably, and Xi Zirong abruptly let go and stood up.

Xu Su tilted her head up to look at him. "Did you hear what I just said?"

"What did you say?" he asked, a suspicious flush creeping up his face.

Xu Su fell silent for a moment. Before she could reply, the other young man, who had been standing by quietly all this time, finally spoke.

"My name is Jiang Chusheng. Xi Zirong and I have known each other since we were kids."

"Jiang Chusheng..." Xu Su tilted her head, looking at the young man who had extended his hand. She paused for a second, slightly taken aback, before reaching out to shake it. "My name is Xu Su."