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Chapter 58 Jealousy

Embarrassingly, despite his exceptional intelligence, Wei Shi was not adept at pursuing girls.

As the saying goes: “Plan before action, know when to stop to achieve success.”

He understood his situation with Shen Shuman well, different from others—they seemed to have a mutual secret admiration. However, since Shen Shuman was wary of men, if he were to actively pursue her, it might come off as abrupt.

What he could do, it seemed, was to maintain excellence, reject any ambiguous relationships, stay virtuous, and wait for her to make a move.

A true gentleman, diligent in self-improvement, he was always seen by others as a clean, refreshing, and extraordinary figure.

Even if he yearned for her, and desired to engage in intimate activities with her, throughout, his gaze towards her never became lewd or lascivious, at most, containing a subtle and tantalizing hint of desire.

Excellent people, whether male or female, are extremely attractive.

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In the midst of the chaos, she suddenly appeared.

That day, she wore a fitted light blue seven-quarter-sleeve dress, her long hair partially tied, exuding a simple and charming beauty, like a fairy descending from the heavens.

She glanced around the court, and her watery eyes suddenly met his.

His heart skipped a beat, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

It seemed she received the signal he sent, and she shyly averted her gaze, her smile bashful and gentle.

However, Wei Shi clearly felt two sharp, knife-like gazes piercing towards him.

He looked up and saw a guy standing next to Shen Shuman, wearing a pink T-shirt paired with washed denim jeans.

The guy provocatively glared at him, giving a warning with a teeth-baring expression, almost flipping him the middle finger directly.

Wei Shi’s expression immediately darkened , feeling a stabbing pain in his chest, as if a knife dipped in vinegar and salt had pierced him, making him painfully sour.

He thought that a girl like Shen Shuman, who was wary of men, wouldn’t get too close to any guy. Unexpectedly, he was proven wrong.

It was the first time he saw another guy by her side, and they were laughing and talking, seemingly having a close relationship—he had never been that intimate with her.

A couple of days later, that guy approached Wei Shi.

He accurately identified Wei Shi’s class schedule, blocked him at the staircase during his break, and arrogantly said, “You’re Wei Shi, right? I heard you’re quite impressive. But… being impressive doesn’t matter when you fall for a flower with an owner. Loving and not getting, tsk, you’re really pitiful.”

Wei Shi felt uncomfortable hearing these words, but he remained calm, watching him with cold eyes.

People passing by noticed the situation and couldn’t help but glance, secretly enjoying the drama.

“Shen Shuman is mine,” Xiao Ran raised his chin, disdain and contempt clearly written on his face.

Wei Shi felt his brain explode with each word, his face turning darker.

“Stop pretending. I know you like her. But she’s already my girlfriend. I hope you have some self-awareness and stop buzzing around her like a fly, annoyingly buzzing, really irritating.”

With each word Xiao Ran uttered, Wei Shi’s face grew darker, feeling as if buckets of vinegar were poured into him, the sourness coursing through every inch of his body, causing sharp pains in his heart.

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Chapter 59: Knife 

“If that’s the case, then I’ll trouble you to take good care of your girlfriend…”

Wei shi gritted his teeth. The three words “girlfriend” felt like a heavy knife, chopping his pulsating heart into a pile of minced meat.

“Tell her not to act like a hungry and thirsty wolf, staring straight at other men. I’m not Liu Xiaohui, but I can’t guarantee that I won’t touch her even a bit.”

After saying that, he pushed him away, his face shrouded in gloom as he descended the stairs.

Shen Shuman, clearly the big cake he had set his sights on early on, how could she suddenly end up in the mouth of a stranger?!

Wei Shi was truly angry at that time.

For quite a long period, he lived in a daze, day and night reversed.

When others spoke to him, he would ignore them, and the pressure around him was so low that no one dared to approach.

He was someone who detested cigarettes, alcohol, and noise.

However, during that dark period, he started smoking and drinking, living a reckless life.

One time, when he returned home, he accidentally got caught in the smell of smoke by his mother, Pei Qingzhi.

She angrily questioned him, “Where did you learn to smoke?!”

He ignored her and went straight to his room.

To be honest, he found this question somewhat amusing. Learning to smoke and drink, is that really something one needs to learn?

Just like unrequited love and jealousy, once you know what it is, you don’t need a teacher to guide you; there’s no need to learn it from someone else.

Because Pei Qingzhi disliked the smell of smoke, Wei Shi followed a friend’s suggestion and indulged himself elsewhere.

In the deep of night, a large group of people gathered at the bar, smoking, drinking, playing cards, and dancing…

He didn’t like this smoky environment, but in the haze of smoke and under the influence of alcohol, worldly matters seemed to drift away from him.

Wei Shi was handsome, and many girls in the bar wanted to strike up a conversation with him.

At first, he would refuse, but later, he thought to himself: Anyway, no matter how he guarded, he couldn’t wait for someone like Shen Shuman.

So, he decided to go with the flow, whatever, it didn’t matter.

That was his plan, but at the moment the woman sat next to him, a strong and overwhelming scent of perfume hit him, and he couldn’t hold back, vomiting on the spot.

That night was quite embarrassing for him, but the high moon in the night sky was full and bright.

During his decadent period, Shen Shuman, led by Jiang Xia, joined a well-known drama club at the school. She was in charge of writing scripts, while Jiang Xia took on an acting role.

As midterms approached, their club arranged a theatrical performance in the school’s auditorium.

It was the first play script written by Shen Shuman, and also the first time Jiang Xia took the stage.

The two were very excited, so when assigned to distribute promotional flyers on campus with other freshmen members, they put in extra effort.

“Hello, fellow students. This Friday night, we will be hosting…”

That was the first time Shen Shuman initiated a conversation with Wei Shi. She had been busy for a while, and her voice was a bit hoarse. Her waist-length curly hair was slightly tousled by the wind as it hung loosely behind her.

When she handed him the flier, the tips of her hair brushed against his exposed forearm, causing an itching sensation that reached deep into his heart.

However, at that time, due to her having a “boyfriend,” his jealousy was strong, and he didn’t want to give any good face to this “fickle” woman. So, he shot her a fierce glare, as sharp as a knife, wishing to chop her soft heart into minced meat and mix it with his pain.

But her small face blushed with shyness, her eyes sparkling like stars in the night, completely unaffected by his demeanor.

A punch landed on cotton.

His anger intensified. Soon, the sparkle in her eyes dimmed, like falling stars—beautiful as they streak across the sky.

A shiver ran through him. Although he wanted her to feel as uncomfortable as he did, seeing her expression turn sorrowful made him even more uneasy.

Harming others ultimately harms oneself.

He hated this side of himself. So, in embarrassment, he fled hastily.