Chapter 309
Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by greenapple
In fact, the moment they stepped out of the cafe, she felt something foreboding . She just didn’t expect the premonition to come true .
Han Qilu leans against the cafe, one foot slightly bent forward, a slender cirarette pinched between his right index finger and middle finger . Looking at the remains at his feet, it seems he has been standing here for a while .
At that moment, Han Qilu looks like an injured demon general allowing angels to pass to appease An Chuxia . However, what she sees behind his eyes a reflection of betrayal .
Thinking quickly, Meng Xiaonan pulls Fei Lixiya and runs . As they run, she looks back and pumps her arm in a “jaiyou” gesture . Come on, add some fuel, sister!
“Why are you here?” Pondering, she takes a few steps forward, asking such a stupid question . She knows he is waiting for her, but she has nothing to say .
Snuffing the cigarette in his hand, he doesn’t care that he has only taken two puffs before tossing it on the ground . His voice is a bit hoarse when he raises his chin . “An Chuxia, we should talk privately . ”
The school bell rings, and she catches the sight of a teacher heading toward the building . Her eyes revert back to Han Qilu . “Fine . Besides, we are already a minute late . It won’t be different if we’re an hour late . ”
They walk together, side-by-side, into the cafe . There are no students around . Instead, there are two waiters wiping down the tables . As soon as they see Han Qilu, the waiters give him a respectful nod, and pour them two cups of coffee . Chuxia and Qilu head to the lounge to sit, being the only customers .
“Well, what do you want to talk about?” She takes a deep breath, knowing she can’t escape forever . She simply gathers the courage to look at Han Qilu . Since yesterday evening, she found herself… seeming to be really in love with Han Qilu .
Although she doesn’t want to admit it, but love is love, and she can’t deny it .
“I asked you . ” Han Qilu pushes the coffee to the side, putting his hands on the table as he looks at Ah Chuxia earnestly . “Why do you hate me?”
Hate you? An Chuxia asks herself again . She shakes her head gently . “I used to hate you, but now, I don’t . ”
“Well, then you like me . ” Han Qilu’s lip curls sightly as he continues to talk to An Chuxia . “If that’s the case, I, Han Qilu, once again, officially ask you to be my girlfriend . Are you willing?”
An Chuxia clenches the cup in her hand . She bites her lip before shaking her head and saying, “I’m reluctant . ”
In this respect, she feels she’s relatively rational . Deep inside, she knows what kind of person Han Qilu is, and that they are attracted to each other and share common ground . But like two hedgehogs, when they’re together, they hurt each other .
“Reason . ” Han Qilu stays unexpectedly calm, but the Buddha she knows would refuse .
“Unworthy to associate with . ” With those brief words, An Chuxia looks away . “To be honest, you might seem annoying, but… there isn’t any real reason for people to hate you . How do you do it? My dream, my insistence has actually began wavering, so please don’t come close to me, okay?”
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