Shut up, I am really a pure love god of war!

Chapter 313 Give Up on Me
The final carnival finally ended.

After communicating with Teacher Meng Jia, Bai Yang was finally able to take Zhong Xilu out of the studio.

It was empty outside. Zhong Xilu wrapped his coat around himself and shivered.

"I'm already feeling sick at the thought of having to stay in this city for the next four years of college and being frozen for several months every year."

Bai Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, you'll get used to it after a while."

"I will probably never get used to it." Zhong Xilu replied, then looked at Bai Yang, hesitated for a moment, and said, "You left the party just now to look for Wan Wan, right?"

"Yeah." Bai Yang nodded.

Zhong Xilu laughed and asked jokingly, "Why? Wanwan also confessed to you?"

"If so, what do you think?" Bai Yang asked back.

"I don't think so." Zhong Xilu curled her lips: "You have been attracting bees and butterflies for a long time."

She stretched and took the initiative to end the topic: "Go back to school soon, Xiaobai."

"The seat next to me is still reserved for you."

"Yeah." Bai Yang nodded.

For the rest of the journey, neither of them spoke again.

When they reached Zhong Xilu's door, Zhong Xilu opened it and waved to Bai Yang: "Good night, classmate Xiao Bai~"

"Good night." Bai Yang also opened the door and nodded at her.

Then entered the room.

Click.

Listening to the sound of the door closing, Zhong Xilu still stood at the door, but the smile on her face slowly, slowly disappeared.

She keenly felt that something had quietly changed without her knowing.

Maybe it’s because Chun Yuwan is late, but it’s definitely not just because Chun Yuwan is late.

She is confident in herself, and even if she competes head-on with Chun Yuwan, she will never be the loser.

but--

She also has the only person she can't beat.

"Obviously, everything is moving in a good direction."

Zhong Xilu lowered his head and murmured, "There is only one last step left, that last little distance."

"Why did it suddenly change?"

The line that was so close at hand, the line that she was confident she could cross by just taking a slight step forward, suddenly disappeared.

Perhaps, if I had asked a little more, I would have known the answer.

But she didn't want to.

Or rather, dare not.

On the strange and cold road to the hotel, she could always feel the completely different aura emanating from the young man next to her.

The guy who was so reckless and unscrupulous seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

It was so unfamiliar that Zhong Xilu didn't dare to test it at all.

She finally closed the door and collapsed on the bed. After a long time, she couldn't stand the heat anymore and remembered to take off her coat.

I tried to listen to the noise coming from the next room, but it was completely quiet. I didn't know if it was because the hotel's soundproofing was too good, or if that person didn't even exist in the next room.

After thinking about it, she couldn't help but take out her cell phone and found Bai Yang's profile picture.

"Your birthday is almost over. Is there nothing you want to do during these last moments?"

After writing these words in the output box, Zhong Xilu's finger on the "Send" button paused again, and then he deleted the words bit by bit and exited the chat box.

With a long sigh, she looked at the ceiling.

"Everything will be normal tomorrow, right?"

Had a dream.

It was a cramped little room that he hadn't visited for a long time. The ashtray on the computer desk was full of cigarette butts, and the document on the screen was covered with densely written words. Bai Yang took a deep puff of the cigarette. The stimulation from the nicotine passing through his lungs and the bronchitis that had not been cured due to years of sub-health status made him cough violently a few times.

There was a message from a dating website on his phone. Bai Yang couldn't help feeling impatient, but when he thought that he was middle-aged now and knew that he should give an explanation to his family even if he didn't want to get married, he picked up his phone and went out.

It seemed like I had just turned a corner and was already sitting in a coffee shop. The woman opposite me was dressed up beautifully and asked about my income the first thing I did.

“I’m just a novelist.”

Bai Yang answered step by step: "My family has a self-built house and a BYD car. My income is not stable, but I still make tens of thousands of yuan every month during the serialization period."

Hearing this number, the woman's eyes lit up a little: "Your conditions are not appropriate, you must be hiding something from me, right? Otherwise, why are you still going out for a blind date at this age?"

"Are you divorced? Do you have a baby?"

"I've had several relationships, but never got married." Bai Yang said honestly, but at the same time he felt something was wrong.

"No, I haven't been in a relationship since I was eighteen."

He corrected.

The woman opposite was not surprised at all and asked, "Why?"

"because--"

Two figures suddenly appeared in Bai Yang's mind.

"Because you want too much, you get nothing." The woman in front of him answered quickly.

"Maybe." Bai Yang nodded.

"Why don't you give up one of them?" the woman asked again, "Actually, you are lucky enough, right?" "I can't do it." Bai Yang replied.

"Why?" The woman's tone suddenly turned resentful: "You were just reborn by luck. If you weren't reborn, what would you be?"

"You should have no contact with her. Even in a dream, she is someone you dare not dream of. Tell me, what is your reason?"

Bai Yang was silent.

"Give up." The woman's voice slowly faded away:
"Give up on me."

Bai Yang raised his head suddenly, and the face in front of him belonged to Chun Yuwan.

She was wearing that white wide-sleeved fairy dress, tears streaming down her face, but she was drifting away with the wind.

"No!"

Bai Yang growled and sat up suddenly in bed.

Sweat all over.

"It was a dream." He shook his head, gasping for breath, unable to recover for a moment.

Looking around, I found myself still in the hotel room. I touched my face, which was firm and youthful.

"what."

Bai Yang smiled at himself and looked at the time. It was only six o'clock in the morning. He got up and took a cold shower. The water, which was close to zero degrees, made his lips turn white, but his mind finally cleared up.

So he took out his phone and sent a message to Zhong Xilu: "Comrade Xiao Zhong, are you up yet? You have a plane to catch later."

I didn’t expect the other party to reply immediately:

"Already in the taxi to the airport."

Bai Yang was stunned for a moment and looked at the sky outside.

It is still dark and the winter sun is reluctant to come out.

He put on his clothes, walked out of the room, and took a look at Zhong Xilu's room. The door was open and the room card was taken away.

Checked out.

He stood there in silence for a moment, then dialed Zhong Xilu's number.

"Why didn't you wait for me? You don't have to be in such a hurry to catch the plane, right?"

Zhong Xilu said in a normal tone: "I can't delay your painting any longer. The airport is so far away. Wouldn't you waste the whole day going back and forth?"

"I don't want you to fail the entrance exam to CAFA."

Bai Yang felt his throat was a little dry, but he didn't know what to say, so he asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

"I ate it in the hotel restaurant. One sausage and two eggs, hehe." Zhong Xilu chuckled and said, "It's a pity that they don't provide rice noodles. I really miss the rice noodle shop in front of the school now."

She paused and said softly, "Bai Yang, when you come back, we'll go eat together."

Bai Yang: "Okay."

"That's it, if you're sleepy you can take a nap. I'm watching a movie on my phone, so I'll hang up now." Zhong Xilu said.

"Yes." Bai Yang said, "Comrade Xiao Zhong, have a safe journey."

In the following days, everyone in the studio became busy.

The school exam season has begun.

However, Bai Yang rarely appears in the studio.

Even at the New Year's Eve party, he was nowhere to be seen, as if he had signed up for universities across the country and was busy traveling across the country to take exams.

But Chun Yuwan knew that Bai Yang had only applied to CAFA, and the preliminary examination of CAFA would not start until early February.

She wanted to ask Bai Yang what he was busy with during this period, but he always seemed to be in a hurry. Although he greeted her as usual when he saw her, he did not come up to her to take advantage of her.

Just as I had requested that night.

He let herself go and stopped using his love for her to do whatever he wanted. He stayed true to being an ordinary friend and didn't take any further steps.

and then?
Chun Yuwan didn't know.

I just felt that the originally bustling studio suddenly became very empty. Even Zeng Jianneng stopped shouting and would secretly draw sketches at night until Uncle Liu came over to turn off the lights and send him away.

So it was the day of the CAFA preliminary examination.

Those who were going to CAFA to take the entrance exam from the studio set off together by bus. Teacher Meng Jia attached great importance to this exam. Even Teacher Zeng, who seldom appeared, came along and encouraged everyone in the car.

But Chun Yuwan still didn't see Bai Yang.

"He won't even come for the CAFA exam, will he?"

This worry arose in my heart for no reason.

Chun Yuwan knew that it was possible for something like this to happen to Bai Yang.

After all, maybe for others, the CAFA entrance exam is very important, but for him, which school he goes to will not affect his life. Compared with other people of the same age, he has already left them far behind on another path.

"If he doesn't come——"

Chun Yuwan couldn't help but clench her fists, and for some reason her heart began to ache again.

Then, he would go to other universities, or even not go to university. Anyway, as a well-known writer, it might be more promising for him to concentrate on writing. Meanwhile, he concentrated on painting for four years at CAFA, moving towards his dream of becoming a painter.

It is foreseeable that she may rarely see him again. No, Chun Yuwan has a premonition that she may never see him again.

The words Bai Yang said that day emerged in my mind.

For some reason, Chun Yuwan's vision became blurred again.

"So, this is what you've chosen, to let me be myself?"

(End of this chapter)