enjoyebooks Chapter 332 Selfishness
Chapter 332 Selfishness
Song Huan and Lin Yue only let go of each other's hands when the movie ended and the conference room lights came on.
The cast and crew list began to scroll on the screen, and people in the front row stood up one after another, stretching, yawning, discussing the plot, and the sound of chairs being overturned rose and fell.
Lin Yue pulled her hand out of his palm, shook her wrist, and stood up with a grin.
It's as if holding Song Huan's hand for the entire movie was just a trivial matter.
The two walked out of the conference room.
The night breeze was cool, and the sycamore trees swayed gently under the streetlights.
Lin Yue walked beside him, then suddenly looked up and pointed to the sky.
"Look! The moon is so round!"
Song Huan raised her head.
The moon was indeed very round, hanging on the rooftop in the direction of Xinjiekou, like a silver-white coin.
Lin Yue suddenly ran a few steps forward, stood under a street lamp, cupped her hands to her mouth, tilted her head back, and shouted at the full moon, "I want to make a wish!"
Before Song Huan could react, she had already shouted it out.
"I hope you love me! I hope I can make lots and lots of money!"
The sound bounced several times on the empty school path.
A passing boy turned his head and looked over, paused for a moment, and then quickened his pace.
Several birds that had been perched on the sycamore tree fluttered up and took flight.
Song Huan stood a few steps away and couldn't help but speak up, "Are you stupid? You can't just shout out a wish; it won't come true if you do."
Lin Yue turned around.
The light from the streetlamp shone from behind her, turning her hair a light gold.
She looked into his eyes, and her expression suddenly became serious.
It's not that kind of quirky seriousness, it's a different kind.
"But I just want you to know my wish."
Her voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear, as if she were saying something she had thought about long ago.
Song Huan's eyes darted away.
He looked away, staring at the trunk of the sycamore tree by the roadside. "You're so selfish. Why isn't it you who loves me, while I make so much money?"
Lin Yue tilted her head and thought for a moment.
"Because I already love you, and you've already made a lot of money."
She looked at him, her eyes shining.
Song Huan fell silent.
A gust of wind blew, ruffling the stray hairs on her forehead.
[I love you, so my real wish is to earn 880,000. That way, you won't have to feel awkward, and you won't have to mention how expensive the bride price is anymore. I can save enough money for the bride price so you can marry me.]
He started walking without saying a word.
Lin Yue followed him, walking beside him without saying a word.
The two walked all the way to the girls' dormitory building.
He stopped. "We're here."
She walked up behind him, stood on the steps, and turned to look at him.
He didn't look her in the eye. "Go to sleep early."
He turned around and left.
His pace was neither too fast nor too slow.
Lin Yue stood on the steps, watching him leave, the streetlights casting long shadows of her.
……
In dormitory 409, Zhang Yang was sitting on the edge of his bed, taking off his shiny leather shoes and kicking them under the bed.
The leather shoe slammed against the trash can with a loud thud.
Liu Yu also took off his coat and draped it over the back of the chair, sitting there with a gloomy, lifeless expression.
The two of them spent the whole night getting ready.
Zhang Yang used half a bottle of hairspray, and Liu Yu changed four coats, but after standing at the door for almost half an hour, not a single girl invited them out.
Finally, clutching the admission ticket, I walked in alone and found that the person sitting next to me was the other person.
"What are we doing this for? We should have just stayed in the dorm playing Counter-Strike." Zhang Yang ripped off his tie and threw it on the bed.
Liu Yu pushed up his glasses. "Yeah, watching a movie doesn't matter who you watch it with. Watching it with you is worse than watching it with the computer; at least the computer won't steal my popcorn."
"That's because you stole my popcorn."
"It's because you're eating too slowly."
Just as the two were about to continue arguing, the dormitory door was pushed open.
Shen Yan walked in, his trench coat draped over his arm, the collar of his turtleneck sweater slightly turned up, making him look like he had just stepped off a magazine cover.
Zhang Yang and Liu Yu both shut up at the same time.
Zhang Yang looked at him, hesitated for a while, and then asked, "Shen Yan, how many people invited you just now?"
Shen Yan hung the trench coat in the closet, thought for a moment, and said, "I didn't count, maybe six or seven."
"Who did you watch it with?"
"I didn't go, there were too many people, so I just sat in the library for a while."
Zhang Yang gasped.
Liu Yu's glasses almost slipped off his nose.
They dressed up carefully all night, only to find themselves watching it together in the end.
One guy was invited to join six or seven girls, but he thought it was too crowded, so he went to the library instead.
The door was pushed open again.
Song Huan walked in, and the three of them turned their heads at the same time.
Zhang Yang's gaze immediately fell on him. "Song Huan, who were you watching that with just now?"
Song Huan walked to the bedside, sat down, kicked off her shoes, and crossed her legs.
His face showed his usual "it's nothing" expression.
"With a pretty girl."
Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes, and Liu Yu pushed his glasses up as well.
Shen Yan leaned against the headboard, turning a page of his book with his finger.
Song Huan leaned back in her chair and sighed.
"It wasn't my idea; she insisted on pulling me in. I figured, since we already had the tickets, it would be a waste not to see anything. Once inside, it was pitch black, and she leaned on my shoulder, saying she was afraid of the dark. What could I do? I couldn't just push her away. Then she took my hand, and our fingers were intertwined, really tightly."
He raised his right hand, turned it over to look at the back of his hand, and said, "This hand is almost scratched raw."
Zhang Yang's face went from doubt to ashen, and then from ashen to a kind of indignant "Why did I even go out tonight?" expression.
He grabbed a pillow and threw it at Song Huan.
The soft pillow tumbled in the air and landed on Song Huan's lap.
Song Huan caught the pillow and placed it on her bed. "Thanks, I just needed one."
Zhang Yang's hand trembled as he pointed at him, "Keep making things up, keep bragging."
Song Huan fluffed up the pillow, placed it behind her head, and crossed her legs. "If you don't believe me, fine. Anyway, I really enjoyed the movie tonight. Optimus Prime versus Megatron, it was awesome. The popcorn was pretty sweet too, though I had to share it with others."
He smacked his lips, as if savoring the memory.
Liu Yu turned his head to look at Shen Yan, pushed up his glasses, and said, "Shen Yan, do you think he's bragging?"
Shen Yan turned a page of the book without looking up. "He didn't say who that woman was."
Zhang Yang and Liu Yu exchanged a glance, then simultaneously realized, "Right! You said it was a pretty girl, which pretty girl? What's her name? Which college is she from? You actually betrayed Lin Yue, I'm going to tell her."
Song Huan has already started taking off her socks.
He crumpled his socks into a ball, mimicking a basketball shooting motion, and said, "I'm not telling you, guess for yourselves."
Zhang Yang lunged forward and grabbed him by the neck.
Liu Yu pounced on them too, one holding down their legs and the other choking them, and the three of them rolled around on the single bed, the bed creaking loudly.
The guy downstairs knocked on the ceiling, and a dull sound came up from under the floor.
Zhang Yang roared, his voice cracking, the sound echoing several times in the stairwell.
Liu Yu grabbed another pillow and threw it at his butt.
Shen Yan leaned against the headboard, smiled, and closed the book.