Chapter 339 - 212: Jiang Yixia: Lu Fan Loves You All the Same

Chapter 339: Chapter 212: Jiang Yixia: Lu Fan Loves You All the Same

Her hair was down, cascading over her shoulders. It made her face seem smaller and her features more refined.

She had also put on a little light makeup. A faint touch of lipstick colored her lips, and her eyes sparkled.

Standing there, she looked so fresh and pure, with the sweet innocence of youth, like a newly blossomed gardenia.

Jiang Sifan found himself staring, a little mesmerized.

’Ah, the bloom of youth.’

He Lingyi felt a little shy under his gaze. She blushed, a grin on her face, and asked, "Do I look good?"

Jiang Sifan snapped out of his daze and nodded, feeling shy and embarrassed. "You look nice."

Hearing this, He Lingyi laughed and then gestured. "Let’s get going!"

The two of them went downstairs together and walked out of the residential complex.

He Lingyi chattered nonstop the entire way.

She talked about school, about her classmates, and about the delicious food her mom had made recently.

Occasionally, she would also ask Jiang Sifan about his studio.

Jiang Sifan listened, occasionally humming in agreement or offering a smile.

When they reached the bus stop, the platform was nearly empty. It was just the two of them.

He Lingyi then suggested, "Brother Sifan, let’s play a game."

"What kind of game?"

He Lingyi explained, "It’s a hand-pushing game for two people. We stand facing each other with our feet together. Then, we can only push against each other’s palms—no touching any other part of the body. The first one to move their feet loses!"

"How about a different game? This one’s a little childish," Jiang Sifan said, glancing at her hands with some awkwardness.

He Lingyi pleaded playfully, "C’mon, let’s just play this one! It’ll be quick. I play it with my deskmate all the time in gym class. It’s really fun!"

Jiang Sifan couldn’t say no to her, so he had no choice but to agree.

So, the two of them stood facing each other, palms pressed together.

He Lingyi’s hands were small and soft, resting in his palms.

This made Jiang Sifan a little nervous.

However, he quickly composed himself and began to tentatively push against her.

At first, they were both a bit reserved, just pushing back and forth gently.

He Lingyi giggled, her eyes fixed on his hands.

As they played on, He Lingyi got into the spirit of the game and began to push him with more force.

She bit her lip, mustering all her strength until her little face turned red from the effort.

As a guy, Jiang Sifan’s agility and reflexes were naturally a bit better than hers.

He pushed He Lingyi back a couple of steps several times, nearly making her lose her balance.

He Lingyi, naturally, wasn’t ready to give up. She puffed out her cheeks in mock anger and said, "Again! I refuse to believe I can’t beat you!"

Jiang Sifan smiled and played along.

In the next round, Jiang Sifan clearly had the upper hand.

He gave a hard push, intending to end the round.

Just then, He Lingyi suddenly pulled her hands back.

Unable to stop his momentum, Jiang Sifan lunged forward.

He subconsciously tried to stop himself, but it was too late.

With a THUD, he fell right into He Lingyi.

The two of them were wrapped in an embrace, staggering a few steps before regaining their footing.

He Lingyi’s face instantly turned red, as crimson as a ripe apple.

She could feel the warmth of his chest and his ragged breath.

Jiang Sifan panicked too. He quickly let go, took a step back, and stammered, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t do it on purpose."

He Lingyi kept her head down, her face flushed, and said with a stifled laugh, "It’s okay."

Just then, the bus arrived.

Jiang Sifan glanced at her and said hurriedly, "Lingyi, my bus is here. You should head home soon!"

With that, he jumped onto the bus without a backward glance.

The doors closed, and the bus slowly pulled away.

He Lingyi stood on the platform, watching him board the bus, watching the doors close, watching the vehicle drive further and further away.

Her face was flushed and a smile played on her lips as she waved at him.

Jiang Sifan leaned out of the bus window and waved goodbye to her as well.

Only when the bus had vanished from sight did she slowly lower her hand.

The smile on her face also faded, bit by bit.

She stood there, gazing in the direction the bus had gone, her expression growing dejected.

The wind gusted, lifting the hem of her skirt and tousling her hair.

She thought back to the hug, the warmth of his chest, the faint scent of laundry detergent on him.

A bittersweet feeling washed over her.

’The college entrance exams are still six months away.’

’Six months... It feels like a long time, but it’s not.’

’With Brother Sifan’s charm, he might start dating another girl in those six months.’

She recalled his hesitant expression when she’d asked him if there was someone he liked.

’Does he already have someone he likes?’

He Lingyi didn’t know.

She even began to imagine the day Jiang Sifan might tell her he was in a relationship.

She didn’t know if she could accept that outcome.

’You can do it! You have to get into Jinling Institute of Technology! You have to become Brother Sifan’s junior!’