"Xinxin..." Guan Qingshu looked at Yang Ruxin with burning intensity.
"If you have something to say, just say it, and if you have to fart, just let it out." Yang Ruxin really had no patience for these adolescent boys, acting all broody; she was busy.
"I’m confident I’ll pass the exam and become a Scholar this time," Guan Qingshu said, ignoring the impatience in Yang Ruxin’s eyes, his voice full of pride, "I might even rank first."
Ranking first means coming out on top.
"Congratulations," Yang Ruxin said curtly, making a quick gesture with her fist, then she tried to leave.
"Xinxin." But Guan Qingshu stubbornly blocked her again, "You..."
"What on earth do you want?" Yang Ruxin was getting irate, "If there’s nothing else, get out of the way. A man stopping a woman in the street, what’s your intention?"
"We have a marriage engagement..." Guan Qingshu reached out and grabbed Yang Ruxin’s arm.
"Bullshit!" Yang Ruxin frowned, "It was just a verbal joke between Guan Danian and Yang Baiyue back then, and didn’t your mother come over with the eggs later? We’re done; we have nothing to do with each other, not a single penny’s worth. Can’t you understand human speech? Get lost..." Saying this, she kicked at his shin—not with all her strength, of course, because if she had, his leg would have broken—but even so, the force was certainly not light.
"Xinxin," Guan Qingshu’s body tilted from the kick, his face contorting in pain, but he was stubbornly refusing to let go, "I wasn’t good to you before, I’ll change..."
"Change your ass!" Yang Ruxin stepped forward and with a shoulder throw, sent Guan Qingshu flying to the ground.
"Ah..." Guan Qingshu let out a cry of pain and lay on the ground for a long time, unable to get up.
"Xinxin." Just then, a gentle voice sounded.
Yang Ruxin turned her head and saw Gu Yao pushing Gu Qingheng over, her face immediately lighting up with a smile: "Gu Qingheng, what brings you here?"
"I was worried you would be angry," the voice of Gu Qingheng was so tender it could drip water, as he extended his hand toward her.
Yang Ruxin naturally walked over and took his hand: "There’s nothing to be angry about with these people."
Guan Qingshu watched their smiles unfold in an instant and their hands clasp together, forgetting the pain in his body as he hastily scrambled up: "You..."
Yang Ruxin patted Gu Qingheng’s hand, then let go of it, turned around, and walked over to Guan Qingshu: "Guan Qingshu, this is the last time I’ll calmly and peacefully tell you for the last time, the Yang Dani who used to chase after you and saw you as her everything is dead. She died at that time when she fell into the ditch..." she paused, "and now I am the reborn Yang Ruxin. In the heart and eyes of Yang Ruxin, there’s only Gu Qingheng, there’s no place for you Guan Qingshu anymore... Remember, not everyone who you’ve missed will keep waiting for you at the same spot, because the human heart is made of flesh. When it’s betrayed too many times, it will feel pain and numbness, understand?"
Guan Qingshu’s mouth opened, but he was powerless to refute.
"Guan Qingshu, you’re a smart person, a capable person, and a person with aspirations. I don’t want you to be obsessed with me... Tell me, if I continued to pester you, it’s unlikely you’d feel any remorse, nor would you think that you owed me anything, right? What we don’t have is always the best, but why bother clinging to what’s already been missed? Here’s one last piece of advice for you: cherish the moment." Yang Ruxin, for one last time, played the role of the understanding sister—what can she do? After all, Guan Qingshu wasn’t a terribly wicked person, was he? But after that, she turned around, went to push Gu Qingheng’s wheelchair and prepared to leave.