010 What’s More Chaotic Than His Steps Is His Heartbeat
After he left, silence fell over the table.
Wu Mengting carefully asked, “Is it that the food here doesn’t suit Jiang Shen’s taste?”
Fatty: “Not really, he’s not usually that picky.”
Qian Bo: “Maybe we should get him a takeout later?”
While they were discussing, the phone on the table in front of Zeng Keqin vibrated.
Jiang Shiyu: [Come out.]
She had been wanting to escape the crowded environment anyway, so she quickly picked up her tray. “I’ll wait for you guys outside.”
Walking out of the cafeteria, the sun was warm and bright. Her eyes immediately fell on Jiang Shiyu under a tree not far away.
He stood with one hand in his pocket, the other scrolling on his phone, dappled tree shadows falling on him, exuding a certain aloofness.
She walked over. “What is it?”
Jiang Shiyu looked up, his face not looking too good.
“Stay away from my roommate.”
Roommate?
Zeng Keqin was taken aback, then quickly realized he meant Liao Junyu.
“He initiated the conversation with me…”
Jiang Shiyu interrupted impatiently: “I don’t care who started it. Before the truth is uncovered, I won’t allow anyone around me to get hurt.”
Zeng Keqin was stunned.
She thought that after spending so many days together, she had earned some trust. But he had been on guard against her all along.
A sense of being distrusted spread from the bottom of her heart. At the same time, she realized that any words now would be meaningless. The best way was to prove her innocence through action—stronger than any excuse.
She said sullenly, “I understand.”
Jiang Shiyu looked at her lowered brows and felt an inexplicable irritation. “Good that you understand.”
Zeng Keqin said nothing more, turned, and walked to the cafeteria entrance to wait.
Jiang Shiyu hadn’t expected her to be so calm, as if arguing with him would be an unnecessary favor. His irritation grew, and he was about to say something when Qian Bo and the others came out.
“Qinqin, you waited long!”
“Brother Jiang, what should we do now?”
Wu Mengting’s eyes darted around. “Since there are so many of us, why not go sing karaoke!”
Wang Chunyue immediately chimed in: “Sounds great! I haven’t sung in ages!”
Jiang Shiyu didn’t object, his peripheral vision brushing over Zeng Keqin.
At the same time, Liao Junyu asked, “Are you coming too, classmate Zeng?”
Zeng Keqin pursed her lips and clutched her canvas bag. “You guys go ahead. I have things to do.”
“Huh? Come on!” Wang Chunyue grabbed her arm coquettishly. “The four of us have never sung karaoke together.”
Fang Yu also urged, “Yeah, it’s a rare weekend.”
Zeng Keqin remained unmoved. She pulled her arm back. “I really do have things to do. You guys have fun.”
With that, she turned and left without a second glance.
Wang Chunyue looked at Liu Ying in confusion—
“Is she angry?”
“I don’t think so. She was fine just now.”
“Maybe she really has things to do. Let’s just go.”
…
Zeng Keqin returned to the dorm. It was empty.
Sunlight streamed through the curtain gap, casting long, thin stripes on the floor.
She placed her canvas bag on the desk, turned on her computer, and began investigating the leads on “Qi Yu,” which included many photos of herself.
She clicked open the pictures. In them, she smiled at the camera, obedient and quiet, without a hint of discomfort.
When exactly had she taken these photos?
‘Bang—’
The dorm door was pushed open.
Wang Chunyue burst in first, plopping onto the bed. “So annoying! The KTV didn’t work out!”
Seeing her flustered expression, Zeng Keqin asked, “Why?”
Fang Yu explained, “Jiang Shiyu had something come up and left. Once he was gone, everyone dispersed.”