I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 37 - 0 No More Longing to Send to Wushan

37: 037 No More Longing to Send to Wushan

37: 037 No More Longing to Send to Wushan

A gentle breeze came.

It lifted Ai Qian’s strands of hair.

Her lips moved slightly, yet she didn’t know what to say, an inexplicable emotion gnawing at her heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

So all she could do was to tightly grasp Jiang Chen’s arm, her voice trembling, “Jiang Chen, you have to believe me, I will make it up to you in the future.”

Jiang Chen did not respond with commitment or rejection.

“You were asleep, you didn’t watch that movie, but I still remember a question from the movie.”

“…What question?”

“How to say goodbye to someone you don’t want to lose.”

Ai Qian was stunned.

Jiang Chen spoke softly, “This was a question I didn’t want to contemplate for a long time, but time still pushed the answer in front of me.”

Ai Qian’s eyes violently shook, holding onto Jiang Chen’s arm for dear life as tears welled up in her eyes.

“Not every encounter leads to a result, but each one holds significance, so there’s no need to be so fixated on the final outcome.

Even in the movies, the ending isn’t always a happily ever after, right?”

“I don’t—”

Unable to restrain herself any longer, the crystalline tears spilled over as Ai Qian, heedless of everything else, threw herself into Jiang Chen’s embrace in panic.

“Jiang Chen, I will listen to you from now on, I’ll do whatever you say.

Didn’t you say, after graduation, you would make a lot of money and buy me a beautiful big house?

Weren’t those your promises?

Have you forgotten them all?!”

Ai Qian’s voice was hoarse with screaming, crying like rain.

The gazes of other people on the rooftop were drawn over.

“Making a girl cry like that, why are there so many jerks nowadays!”

A round-faced girl sketching reacted with indignation.

“Without investigation, you have no right to speak, that guy is not some jerk, but a lovesick puppy,” said a girl who sat unmoved by her side, continuing to focus intently on her drawing, undisturbed by the surrounding commotion.

“A lovesick puppy, how is that possible?!”

The round-faced girl switched from indignation to astonishment, her curiosity piqued as she sized up the situation between Jiang Chen and Ai Qian.

In her mind, a lovesick puppy was a group of undignified, tail-wagging, pitiful creatures.

Where was there a girl throwing herself into someone’s arms, crying and reluctant to let go?

“Bi Fu, surely you recognize him?”

The girl, mature beyond her years, continued to focus on her drawing, with obsidian-dark eyes, a delicate and pretty nose, and skin as smooth as milk, flawless without any blemishes or spots, fairer than frost and as delicate as can be, with her thick hair tied in pigtails, gently swaying in the wind on the rooftop.

She sketched the landscape as if she were a girl straight out of a comic, not realizing that she herself was the most beautiful scenery at this moment.

“Luo Li’er, are you saying you know her?”

Hearing her close friend’s words, Luo Li’er, who’d made a strong impression in the beauty ranking among freshmen, couldn’t help but roll her adorable eyes.

“Jiang Chen, he is a ‘well-known figure’ in the school, you can’t say you’ve never even heard of him, can you?”

Upon hearing this, the girl named Bi Fu widened her eyes in shock, “He is Jiang Chen?!”

Luo Li’er, whom countless senior students adored and daydreamed about, glanced over there.

“That’s right, it’s him.”

“And that girl, is she his ex-girlfriend Ai Qian?”

“Seems like it.”

“But hasn’t everyone been saying that Jiang Chen has always been pining for Ai Qian? frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

How come now…”

Yao Bifu found it baffling and hard to comprehend.

What she saw before her eyes and what the rumors suggested were in complete contradiction.

“That’s simple.

Surely this senior must feel unhappy with her current life, so she’s remembering his kindness,”

Luo Li’er was young, yet she seemed to have a profound understanding of relationships.

Without paying much attention, she continued to immerse herself in her homework.

On the other hand, Yao Bifu couldn’t help but sneak peeks.

Jiang Chen stood motionless like a post, waiting for Ai Qian’s crying to gradually subside before he reached out his hand to gently push her away from his embrace.

Ai Qian struggled violently, clinging tightly to his waist, unwilling to let go, her face tear-streaked and choking, “I won’t let go!”

Looking at her makeup-smeared face, Jiang Chen laughed, “How old are you to still be crying like this?

Did you bring a mirror?

Look at yourself right now, aren’t you afraid of being laughed at?”

Ai Qian didn’t care about this, and seeing that Jiang Chen’s tone had softened, she thought she had moved him, a glimmer of surprise appearing in her heart.

“I don’t care, I want to cry!

It’s your fault for abandoning me.”

Acting coquettishly had always worked before, but now it was ineffective.

“Ai Qian, even if we can’t be lovers, we can still be friends.

You don’t have to do this; with your qualities, you will definitely meet someone who you like and who likes you back in the future,”

Upon hearing this, the joy that had just sprung up in Ai Qian’s heart instantly vanished, and her face turned pale as she shook her head in terror.

“No, I don’t want anyone else, I only want you!”

Jiang Chen’s face remained calm as he slowly, yet firmly, peeled her hands from his waist.

“Jiang Chen, do you really have to treat me this way?”

Ai Qian said tremulously, as if she had been greatly shocked, lifting her hand to point outside the rooftop.

“You disagree with getting back together, right?

Then do you believe I would jump off from here?!”

One cries, two makes trouble, three hangs oneself.

This is the innate skill of women, practically mastered without need for instruction.

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, genuinely worried that Ai Qian might act impulsively and irrationally, but he also didn’t want to submit just because of her threat.

If he gave in this time, there would be no end to it in the future.

He had deliberately called Ai Qian here today because he wanted to end things where they had begun.

“I have said all I wanted to say.”

Ai Qian couldn’t believe it, then clenched her teeth.

“If you dare to leave, then get ready to collect my corpse!”

Although the distance made it hard to hear the specifics of their conversation, Yao Bifu could tell from their actions that the conflict between them had reached a critical point.

The school’s infamous dogged admirer didn’t compromise and left quite assertively.

Ai Qian watched his indifferent silhouette, her hands clenched tightly, her lips bitten until they bled, but in the end, she lacked the courage to “die for love.”

As she watched Jiang Chen disappear into the rooftop entrance, she seemed to lose all her strength, slumped to the ground, dispirited and desolate.

It was then that she, still harboring fantasies, finally realized that she might have truly lost something precious and would never be able to find it again.

“For a grown man to treat a girl this way is really despicable,”

Yao Bifu instinctively sided with the female camp, condemning Jiang Chen’s coldness.

“You can’t blame him entirely; they had already broken up.

Once it’s over, they owe nothing to each other,”

“Li’er, how can you say that?”

Yao Bifu disagreed.

“I speak the truth,”

Luo Li’er replied impartially, continuing to draw on her sketch pad.

“Miyazaki Hayao once said, when the person accompanying you must leave, even if it’s hard to let go, you should be grateful and then wave goodbye with a smile.

After all, they’ve accompanied you as far as they were able,”