If The Moon Won’t Hold You

t dare to show a bit of joy, for fear that Liu Xin would think she was laughing at her after seeing Hao Jie scold her.

Later, they finally got to school.

Cen Ning’s injury was not serious, and there was no problem with walking on the ground.
At dinner time in the evening, she received a call from Song Ci.

“I heard Zhang Ziyi mention you were injured.”

Cen Ning: “A minor injury isn’t that serious.
Don’t listen to her nonsense.”

“That’s good.” Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief, “I almost bought a fruit basket to visit you, but luckily I didn’t.”

Cen Ning: “… Thank you.”

Song Ci: “I’m downstairs in your dormitory.
I haven’t eaten yet.
Didn’t you say you were going to treat me?”

Since Song Ci confessed to her before, Cen Ning felt a little uncomfortable with him, but fortunately, Song Ci rarely came to her after the confession.

Today he was in her school, and Cen Ning was a little surprised.

Besides the surprise, there was some joy.
She grew up with Zhang Ziyi and Song Ci.
They were her best friends.
She privately hoped that everything would return to the way it was…

“Wait a minute.” Cen Ning hurriedly changed her shoes and walked down from the dormitory building.

They haven’t seen each other for a long time.
Song Ci seemed to have changed a bit.

From middle school to university, Cen Ning counted as a person who watched Song Ci grow up.
When he was a child, he looked good, and now he has matured a lot, and the temperament of the sunny boy was very eye-catching.

“Song Ci.” Cen Ning stepped forward and patted his shoulder.

Song Ci glanced down at her ankle and said, “Be more careful in the future.”

“Yes, I know,” Cen Ning smiled.
“This time it was an accident.”

Song Ci glanced at her again, and just as he was about to speak, Cen Ning blocked his words, “Okay, don’t nag like Ziyi.
I’m starving.
Let’s go eat.”

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Song Ci had no choice but to shut up and change the subject: “The barbecue rice in your school cafeteria is delicious, right?”

Cen Ning: “You even know that?”

Song Ci hummed.
“Isn’t it famous?”

“Then let’s go.
I’ll treat you to barbecue rice.”

The two went directly to the cafeteria.
Cen Ning used her meal card to swipe for two meals, and Song Ci and her each brought their meal to the dining table.

But she didn’t expect to meet an acquaintance as soon as she sat down.

“Cen Ning, you are here too.” Xia Yi came over with a meal.
“Who is this?”

“Oh, this is my friend, his name is Song Ci.” After Cen Ning finished speaking, she looked at Song Ci again, “Song Ci, this is my school senior brother, Xia Yi.”

“Oh, Zhang Ziyi mentioned before,” Song Ci smiled strangely.
“It’s a senior brother from your photography club, right?”

Cen Ning was stunned for a moment.
“Ziyi told you?”

“Mhm.” Song Ci put down the plate, “If Senior Brother Xia doesn’t mind, let’s eat together.”

Xia Yi looked at Cen Ning: “Okay.”

The three of them were seated, and Song Ci and Xia Yi had a casual chat.
The topic of the two was nothing more than Cen Ning.
She didn’t know if Song Ci was being intentional or unintentional, but he always liked to mention Cen Ning when she was a child.
When speaking, there was quite a “she is a person I know very well and is familiar with” feeling.

Over time, Xia Yi also felt it.

Cen Ning ate the meal silently, and she stayed silent throughout the awkwardness of the entire meal.

“Well, we are all done eating.
I’ll walk with you to the school gate.” Cen Ning said, putting down her chopsticks.

Xia Yi: “Then I’ll go with you.”

Cen Ning: “No, no, I’ll just send him myself.”

Xia Yi: “It’s okay, anyway, Song Ci and I… feel like old friends at the first meeting.”

God d*mn it feeling like old friends at the first meeting.

Song Ci sneered in his heart.
“Since Senior Brother Xia said so, let’s go.”

Cen Ning: “…”

The three walked to the school gate side by side, with Cen Ning standing in the middle, forming a concave character.
(TLN: 凹)

“Be careful next time.
Don’t give up your life just to take pictures.
How many times can your leg withstand a few falls?” Song Ci nagged.

Cen Ning: “Okay, I know, I said it was an accident.”

Xia Yi: “Are you injured?”

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Cen Ning: “No, it’s just a minor injury.”

Song Ci: “It’s still an injury.
Why doesn’t Senior Brother Xia know?”

Cen Ning: “…”

Xia Yi showed a hint of awkwardness.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”

Cen Ning: “It’s all right.
If I had a severe injury, could I still walk around here?”

Xia Yi: “In the future, you still need to tell me about minor injuries.”

Song Ci sighed and patted the top of Cen Ning’s head with the advantage of his height.
“She has been like this since she was a child.
She swallows any grievances to her heart, and to ask her to tell others what she feels… Senior Brother Xia, it would be hard without knowing her for several years.”

 …

After finally reaching the school gate, Cen Ning breathed a sigh of relief, finally breaking the strange atmosphere between the three.

But at this moment, a car turned into the road.
Cen Ning felt it was a little familiar, but paid little attention.

Until… the car stopped right next to them.

Cen Ning stared blankly at the door of the car and finally remembered where she had seen this car before.
She had seen it in the garage at home before?

“Cen Ning.” A man stepped out from the driver’s seat.
He was wearing black pants and a shirt, and his eyebrows were cold and harsh.

Cen Ning: “… How come you are here?”

Yan Xingzhi glanced at the two people standing to the side, raised his feet, and stepped forward.
“Isn’t it inconvenient for your foot, how can you walk around?”

Cen Ning: “No, I can walk.”

Yan Xingzhi frowned and glanced at Song Ci.
“You are also here.”

Song Ci nodded to him, changed his previous state in front of Xia Yi, and pursed his lips.
His facial expression was not very good.

Xia Yi: “This man from last time, your friend…”

Yan Xingzhi reached out his hand to him.
“Yan Xingzhi.”

Xia Yi hurriedly reached out and shook his hand.
“My name is Xia Yi, hello.”

Yan Xingzhi: “I know.”

Cen Ning wasn’t sure if it was a psychological effect, but she felt the scene was getting even more strange.

What should have been scattered was not yet scattered, and what should not have come came.

Xia Yi: “What are you doing here, Mr Yan?”

Yan Xingzhi looked at Cen Ning calmly.
“I’m here to take her home.”