Chapter 90: The Last Moment
Chapter Ninety-One: The Last Moment
Early this morning, the Student Union members were busy setting up the venue in the auditorium that could accommodate ten thousand people. Everyone’s face was filled with anticipation for the opening of this election, a strong confrontation. Some students were even placing bets between Xia Yang and Ji Xiangyu, though the odds for both were neck and neck.
Ji Xiangyu, as usual, arrived in a Lamborghini. What was different this time was that there was another person in the car: Situ Jingyi.
Since transferring to First High School, Situ Jingyi had been inseparable from Ji Xiangyu. Just as the three of them got out of the car, they ran into Song Shishi and Qing Tian, who were also on their way to school.
Qing Tian stopped and looked at Ji Xiangyu. In reality, they were only ten meters apart, but theoretically, they felt as far as tens of thousands of kilometers.
Song Shishi looked at the three of them with displeasure, especially at Situ Jingyi, who was holding Ji Xiangyu’s arm. She then said to Qing Tian, “Sister Qing, let’s go find Xia Yang. I wonder how his preparations are going!”
Qing Tian wanted to go find Xia Yang, but she also wanted to say something encouraging to Ji Xiangyu. However, upon seeing him, she didn’t want to say anything at all. He had Situ Jingyi by his side, and her words might not make any difference!
Song Shishi impatiently pulled Qing Tian along. As they approached Ji Xiangyu, she whispered, “A fickle scumbag!”
Although the words were spoken very softly, Ji Xiangyu heard every single one. His face showed no sign of being affected by the remark.
Ji Weiwei said unhappily from the side, “Some people just like to play coy!”
Qing Tian also heard these words clearly. She wondered if Ji Xiangyu thought the same way.
Situ Jingyi asked curiously, “Weiwei, what does ‘playing coy’ mean?”
Ji Weiwei cooperatively explained, “It means that even though you already have someone you like, you still flirt with someone else. To put it simply, it’s like having one foot in two boats. And they don’t even look at what kind of boat they’re in; they think that rickety boat can sail smoothly. Some people just overestimate themselves!”
Upon hearing this, Qing Tian clenched her fists, anger evident on her face. Song Shishi, furious, walked directly up to Ji Weiwei and said, “Hey, Miss with good upbringing, please don’t speak ill of others while pretending to be nice, okay?”
Ji Weiwei, even more arrogantly, retorted to Song Shishi, “If you can do it, don’t be afraid of others talking about it!”
Song Shishi suppressed her anger. Ji Weiwei continued to fan the flames, “Ask anyone at First High School, who doesn’t know about your sister cheating? She’s so close to Brother Xia, yet she still flirts with Brother Yu. She should look in the mirror and see what kind of person she is. Be careful not to end up like you, played with and then kicked aside!”
Song Shishi pointed at Ji Weiwei and said loudly, “Hey, that’s enough! Are you getting more and more proud as you speak?”
Ji Weiwei continued, “Fortunately, Sister Jingyi is back. How could someone like your sister be worthy of Brother Yu? It’s like a flower stuck in cow dung, and that cow dung is you all!”
Qing Tian looked at Ji Xiangyu, Ji Weiwei’s unpleasant words echoing in her ears. Was it really like that? Did Ji Xiangyu really think that way too?
Unexpectedly, the next moment, Song Shishi slapped Ji Xiangyu hard across the face, stunning everyone.
Ji Xiangyu looked at Song Shishi with no change in his expression, while Song Shishi met his gaze fiercely.
Ji Weiwei pushed Song Shishi away. Situ Jingyi covered her mouth and asked in surprise, “Yu, are you okay?”
Song Shishi said to Ji Xiangyu with a cold laugh, “I’m slapping you on behalf of my Sister Qing. Sometimes, when a man doesn’t protect the person he likes, it’s a form of harm. You big idiot!”
Qing Tian stood frozen. Song Shishi was right; Ji Xiangyu truly was like that!
Song Shishi pulled Qing Tian away from the scene of the conflict.
Ji Xiangyu watched Qing Tian leave with a constant expression. Situ Jingyi asked worriedly, “Yu, are you okay?”
Ji Xiangyu shook his head and murmured to himself, “Song Shishi is right. I deserved this slap. It was my fault for not stopping the rumors, for hurting Qing Tian, for not being firm enough!”
Situ Jingyi didn’t understand what Ji Xiangyu was talking about. She wanted to ask further but realized Ji Xiangyu could no longer hear anything.
On the other side, Qin Hailan was pacing anxiously. Huzi, watching from the side, was annoyed and said impatiently, “Sister Lan, can you stop pacing back and forth?”
Qin Hailan scolded loudly, “Hey, Huzi, the event starts in twenty minutes!”
Huzi scratched his head and said helplessly, “There’s no use being anxious now. I believe Big Brother will definitely show up on time!”
Qing Tian and Song Shishi arrived just then. Song Shishi stepped forward and asked, “What happened? Why is everyone here? Where is Xia Yang?”
Qing Tian looked at Qin Hailan and asked, “He’s not here yet?”
Qin Hailan nodded reluctantly.
Qing Tian guessed, “Could something troublesome have happened to Xia Yang on the way?”
Qin Hailan frowned, and Huzi also frowned. Song Shishi, however, optimistically comforted them, “How could that be? Xia Yang is so skilled; nothing serious should have happened!”
But after saying it, she also felt a little worried. Why hadn’t he appeared yet?
Qin Hailu ran out anxiously and said urgently, “Sister Lan, they’re calling for us over there. What should we do? Xia Yang still hasn’t arrived!”
Qing Tian immediately stepped forward and said, “Never mind, let’s go sign in first. When Xia Yang arrives, he can go up and give his speech directly. That’s the only way!”
Everyone seemed to agree with Qing Tian’s suggestion, so they all returned to the auditorium together.
Upon reaching the backstage, the group started to get busy again. Song Shishi had gone somewhere with Li Minghao, and Qing Tian, bored, wandered around. Honestly, she had never really taken a good look at the auditorium of First High School.
The lighting effects were magnificent, the sound equipment was superb, and the dressing rooms were luxurious.
Huh, there’s a room labeled VIP lounge. Qing Tian curiously pushed the door open gently. It wasn’t locked.
As she walked in, she couldn’t help but be greatly surprised. The level of luxury here could rival a presidential suite in a five-star hotel; it was dazzlingly opulent.
Moving further, she saw a familiar figure sitting on the sofa: Ji Xiangyu.
He had his eyes closed, as if he were dozing.
Qing Tian stood there, looking at Ji Xiangyu. He seemed to have become much thinner.
She quietly withdrew from the room. Just as she touched the door handle, a strong arm grabbed her, and she fell into a familiar embrace.
She looked up, wanting to speak to the familiar eyes, but was cut off.
He said, “Just let me hold you for a moment!”
Was just one moment truly enough?
