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"I'm going there to teach. I'm not going to seduce students."
In the luxury private room, Song Junzhu looked at the clothes placed in front of her in disbelief.
Zhang Yue rolled her eyes, picked up a hip-hugging skirt, and held it up in front of Song Junzhu.
"My dear young lady, who told you to wear it to school? You wear either a shirt and trousers or a long dress all day. You're really wasting that face and such a figure."
"Look at these legs, longer than my life. And you don't even show them off?"
"If I had your conditions, I wouldn't even lock the door when I go to the bathroom!"
(TL: WUT?)
She was telling the truth.
Song Junzhu's looks were of the stunning and bewitching type. A pair of peach blossom eyes could look at a rag with affection.
But she was annoyed that people always thought she was a vase, so when she went out, she would put a pair of thin-rimmed glasses on her nose and dress very formally all day.
Zhang Yue looked at it and felt it was a complete waste of God's gift!
Zhang Yue picked through the clothes, finally chose a blue satin shirt and a black hip-hugging skirt, and tossed them into Song Junzhu's arms along with a pair of black stockings and single-strap thin high heels. She said slowly.
"Didn't you decide not to go abroad?"
Song Junzhu stared blankly at the clothes in her arms and nodded.
"Me not going abroad... what does that have to do with these clothes?"
Zhang Yue sat down beside Song Junzhu and patted her best friend, who was completely clueless about love.
"You really don't understand?"
"Why are you not going abroad?"
Song Junzhu fell silent. In her mind, Lu Xing's smiling face and his warm, reliable embrace appeared.
She couldn't bear to leave.
I could have endured the darkness, if I had never seen the light.
These days, she had almost played the song "The Bugs are Flying" to death.
"I..."
The usually eloquent Professor Song was speechless at this moment.
Zhang Yue stood up, continued to pick out clothes for Song Junzhu, and asked nonchalantly.
"Is it because of that duck you're keeping?"
She had grown up with Song Junzhu and knew all too well about her vengeful nature.
In middle school, there was a recognized school prince who thought he was quite handsome and wanted to pursue Song Junzhu.
He had made a big scene—roses, candles, gifts, a confession, plus a cheering support group.
Anyone who saw it would have thought that Song Junzhu would definitely agree.
The result was very unexpected.
Not only did Song Junzhu refuse, but she also said that the school prince's method of trying to get someone to agree to a confession by having a crowd cheer was extremely stupid.
That school prince had always been invincible in picking up girls.
But after being rebuffed by Song Junzhu, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He started to gather a group of people to spread rumors about her.
And Song Junzhu, true to her top student nature, had learned the essence of the "nation of etiquette."
(TL: A sarcastic reference, implying she was about to be very "polite.")
The day the rumor reached her ears...
Song Junzhu went straight to that school prince's classroom, grabbed his hair, and slammed his head against the wall.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
It was so loud.
And very rhythmic.
Hiss.
Even now, Zhang Yue still shudders when she thinks of that scene.
Of course, the matter was settled by the Song family.
The price was that Song Junzhu was beaten into a coma by her father and had to eat liquid food in the hospital for two days.
After Song Junzhu woke up, her father asked her if she knew she was wrong.
She said she was not wrong, and she would dare to do it again next time.
The result was that she was beaten again and had to eat liquid food for another two days.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yue felt both heartache and amusement.
This person, Song Junzhu, would not bow her head to anyone.
"So..."
Zhang Yue picked out a purple dress that didn't cover the front and didn't cover the back and tossed it to Song Junzhu, saying faintly.
"For you to let Sun Ainan off the hook for that duck, I think it's too amazing."
She had thought that according to Song Junzhu's vengeful nature...
After finding out that Sun Ainan was abroad, the dear Professor Song would have at least come up with three methods of revenge.
Hire someone to get close to Sun Ainan and give him AIDS.
Get Sun Ainan addicted to hallucinogens.
American-style quick draw.
(TL: Flang for a gunshot.)
She hadn't expected it.
After the dear Professor Song had someone in her heart, her personality had become much more merciful. She had actually just made Sun Ainan pay money.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
As expected, women in love become softer.
Zhang Yue believed it.
So all these clothes were prepared for Song Junzhu, to let her be a little more comfortable in love.
Song Junzhu felt uncomfortable listening to Zhang Yue's words. After thinking for a moment, she corrected her.
"He's not a duck. He's a very good person."
Zhang Yue: ...
Heh.
'After thinking for so long, this is what you came up with?'
You love-struck fool!
But...
Zhang Yue held Song Junzhu's hand, put away her joking manner, and said seriously.
"Junzhu, I'm serious."
"That duck, uh, that, that... your man."
"Later, you should take him to the hospital for a physical check-up to see if he has any dirty diseases."
"If everything is fine, then don't play these games with him. Cultivate your feelings and live a good life."
Zhang Yue didn't believe there were any chickens or ducks in this world who didn't want to go ashore.
(TL: Slang for prostitutes wanting to quit the trade and settle down.)
And it was a golden shore like Song Junzhu.
After all.
When chickens and ducks get old, they can't swim in the water anymore. The end is either to drown in the water or to find an honest family and become poultry.
Song Junzhu was silent for a long time.
After a long silence, she suddenly asked, "Why are you setting me up with him?"
Zhang Yue smiled.
The dear Professor Song's first reaction was not to refute. That says a lot.
"I remember you met your man six months ago."
"Let me tell you the truth today. You're still on medication, right?"
Song Junzhu nodded hesitantly.
Her mental state was not good. She needed to rely on medication to regulate her various indicators.
Her psychiatrist and Zhang Yue were from the same school, so Zhang Yue also knew about her physical condition.
"Go back and look at the medicine your psychiatrist prescribed you today."
"It's empty. There's no medicine in it."
Wh-what?
Song Junzhu was stunned.
"Starting from six months ago, your various physical indicators have become more and more normal. The dosage of the medicine prescribed to you has also become less and less."
"Until last week, the psychiatrist said that your various indicators... are normal."
Zhang Yue's eyes were full of emotion.
Love is a good medicine.
Now that Song Junzhu had met someone who could heal her, Zhang Yue was really happy for her.
It was rare for such a person to appear.
In order to prevent the kind of stomach-aching plot from a novel where "you run, I chase, there's no escape," as a good best friend, she had to wake Song Junzhu up!
Zhang Yue stared at Song Junzhu's dazed eyes and said firmly.
"Junzhu."
"Your mind can't realize it, but your body does."
"Every cell in your body, every indicator, every report is repeating the same sentence—
You've met your true love."
Boom!
One sentence directly hit Song Junzhu's heart, causing all her defenses to collapse!
The problem she had hidden in the dark corners of her heart and dared not to touch was directly exposed and roasted under the scorching sun.
"...True love?"
Song Junzhu subconsciously said these two words with some mockery.
Zhang Yue knew she was having a stress reaction.
After all.
For a proud person like Professor Song, to admit that she has fallen in love with someone else is more painful than killing her.
But Zhang Yue had known Song Junzhu for so many years. This duck was the only one who had really made Song Junzhu's mental state better.
Perhaps there would only be this one in this lifetime.
So she couldn't miss it.
Really couldn't miss it!
Zhang Yue held Song Junzhu's slightly trembling hand and nodded solemnly.
"Yes."
"You've met your true love."
"Junzhu, it's not shameful to fall in love with someone."
"Whether this is love or not, but he really can heal you. Let him stay by your side, okay?"
Otherwise, Zhang Yue was really worried that Song Junzhu would completely go crazy in her villa alone!
She also wanted to save Song Junzhu, but she couldn't!
She could only use all her free time to ask Song Junzhu out for a walk and shopping.
But.
The steady decline in Song Junzhu's mental indicators showed that no one could save her.
But that duck did it!
A miracle!
A complete miracle!
Zhang Yue swore to the heavens that she would never eat duck meat again in the future, and she would even worship a Psyduck at home!
Her friend's earnest and concerned voice sounded by her ear. In Song Junzhu's mind, a song suddenly appeared. It was Lu Xing singing.
Her eyes became empty.
The past events constantly appeared before her.
Did she really not realize it, or was her pride making her afraid to admit it?
A long, long time ago, she couldn't bear to look into Lu Xing's eyes anymore, didn't she?
Why?
Why was it that when she heard Lu Xing's confession back then, she didn't throw him out of the villa, but started to be good to him?
Why did the test report say that her body had gradually improved since six months ago, and not since Lu Xing's confession?
An answer was on the verge of coming out.
Song Junzhu lowered her eyes, her gaze full of self-mockery.
Why?
Because the always proud Professor Song was unwilling to admit that she had fallen in love with him before he did.
So only after hearing Lu Xing's confession did she begin showing him open affection.
She kept telling herself.
It was Lu Xing who fell in love with her first, not her who fell in love with him first.
That way...
It was as if she had never lost.
The song "The Bugs are Flying" constantly echoed in her mind. She seemed to still be in that warm embrace. Song Junzhu closed her eyes.
Perhaps it was ten minutes, perhaps it was half an hour.
After a long silence in the private room, Song Junzhu's hoarse voice sounded.
"Yueyue."
"Pick out some more clothes for me."
She admitted it.
She admitted defeat.
Every time she had said, 'He loves me so much,' it was actually...
'I love him so much.'
(TL: The chapter title is a meme "螃蟹在剥我的壳 (pángxiè zài bō wǒ de ké)" - "The crab is peeling my shell," which is a reversed, nonsensical way of saying "I am peeling the crab's shell." It's used to describe a world turned upside down or a completely illogical situation, reflecting Song Junzhu's own dawning, world-altering realization that it was her that loved him first.)
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