Chapter 8 Duan Yu

  Waiting for you

  Waiting for you to slowly approach me

  Accompany me through the long night until dawn

  Don't leave me waiting alone

  Waiting for you

  Waiting for you silently gazing at me

  Tell me your future belongs to me

  Nothing else but me

  In this life, I am devoted to you alone.

  Whether it's happy or sad, bitter or sweet, right or wrong

  In this life, I'll wait for you alone

  My love for you is so deep, my intention is so strong, I have so much affection. (Author's note: The lyrics come from Chen Shu-Hua's "A Lifetime of Waiting", and only Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu under the moonlight of the Song Dynasty would have heard this song.)

  When Duan Yu returned to the table, the singing had stopped and the only thing left was a bill that had already been paid. On the table, there was also half a cup of Wang Yuyan's pearl milk tea. Duan Yu sat down, his head still covered with red paper strips filled with good wishes from people in the past. Would people in the future really be happy because of these blessings?

  Duan Yu took a sip of the icy green tea and wondered how Wang Yuyan had left.

  She paid the bill with a scornful face and left, not wanting to entangle with him anymore. Yet, she felt a little sad, wandering aimlessly on the deserted road under the moonlight, counting her long hair.

  Duan Yu quietly took a sip of green tea... Wang Yuyan hailed a taxi and drove away...

  Wang Yuyan stood outside the Sanjiao building, and it was raining again. The rain fell heavily. Wang Yuyan stared blankly at the distant basketball court, but Murong Fu was no longer there. She had watched him jump and shoot under the lights of Sanjiao, making a three-pointer from afar, and also saw him pick up his outer garment and leave hand in hand with that "girl" when the rain came.

  In this game where one has no control over his own body, there are always very few winners. Wang Yuyan burst Duan Yu's 'soap bubble', who will burst Wang Yuyan's own 'soap bubble'?

  Suddenly someone stood beside her, Wang Yuyan turned back in surprise and found Duan Yu standing beside her.

  "The rain is too heavy," Duan Yu said.

  Looking at Duan Yu's childish face, Wang Yuyan sighed and shook her head: "Sorry, don't bother about me anymore, okay?"

  "You don't have an umbrella?" After a moment of embarrassment, Duan Yu said in a low voice.

  "It doesn't matter."

  Duan Yu took the umbrella from Linghu Chong's hand and walked over to Wang Yuyan.

  Many boys and girls around her were holding an umbrella and running into the rain, Wang Yu Yan suddenly felt a thorough sense of powerlessness.

  "Don't follow me anymore!" It seemed like the first time in her life that Wang Yuyan had lost her composure and yelled at someone.

  "I just happened to..." Duan Yu handed the umbrella to Wang Yuyan, then silently walked out into the heavy rain by himself. The continuous raindrops were like countless long whips lashing down, hitting Duan Yu's body and causing some pain. However, he didn't say anything, only furrowed his brow and looked up at the gloomy sky, before putting his hands in his pockets and walking away into the distance, just like a child who had done something wrong and didn't dare go home.

  Wang Yuyan suddenly had a feeling that Duan Yu would never come back to her side again.

  "You wouldn't go so far as to bully me along with him, would you?" Linghu Chong stretched out his hand to stop Duan Yu's, but ultimately had to halt it in mid-air.

  "Alas," Linghu Cong shook his head helplessly, "your city gate caught fire, why did I have to be unlucky and get into trouble while swimming in the pool?"

  Although he went to pick up Duan Yu, unfortunately, between the two of them, they only had one umbrella.

  At this time, Zhao Min appeared at the 'door' with an umbrella. Linghu Chong hurried over, a face full of sincere smiles: "Hey, Zhao Min, you're also here to study on your own..."

  Zhao Min bit her tongue and "exposed" her very classic smile: "Next, you're going to say that you didn't bring an umbrella, right?"

  "Right, right," Linghu Cong hastily nodded, "Zhao Min, you're such a kind and just person, surely you can't bear to see me become a drowned rat."

  Zhao Min nodded: "Yes yes, of course I care about you, how can I bear to watch you go home in the rain?"

  "Ah?" Linghu Cong raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Then I'll hold the umbrella?"

  A black umbrella suddenly appeared between Zhao Min and Linghu Chong, Zhang Wuji rushed out of the toilet and said: "We just happen to have one more."

  "Look, look," Linghu Cong said with a very innocent expression, "am I being treated as a bad person? I just admire our chairman and happened to want to take the umbrella home. No other intentions, no other intentions."

  Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Zhao Min smiled and took the umbrella from Zhang Wuji's hand to knock Linghu Chong on the head. The umbrella ended up in Linghu Chong's hands, and Zhao Min leaned against Zhang Wuji's shoulder, sharing an umbrella as they walked out together.

  "Alas." Linghu Cong said, "Not only is there no chance for a hero to save a beauty, but not even a chance for a beauty to save a hero. How unfair is heaven!"

  "Fairness above all, absolute fairness!" Someone suddenly said behind Linghu Chong's back.

  Linghu Chong turned his head back, and Qiao Feng was standing behind him laughing happily: "Beauty, give you a chance to save the hero, come on, I'll hold the umbrella."

  Two men walked under a small black umbrella into the rain, and from afar came the following conversation:

  "Hey, boss, can you lower your umbrella a bit?"

  "What's wrong with you? Why so many useless words?"

  "It's okay that you're tall, but please don't keep going to the gym, those two 'chest' muscles of yours are almost squeezing me out from under the umbrella."

  "Look down on me? One block is enough for you, why use two?"

  “……”

  “……”

  Until he turned a corner, Linghu Cong smiled with a crooked mouth: "I'm done for, my McDonald's."

  Zhou Min and Zhang Wuji walked side by side under an umbrella in the distance, while Duan Yu walked alone in the rain ahead of them, and Wang Yuyan stood silently on the steps behind.

  "Is that it?" Qiao Feng muttered, "Take a look around, everyone here is single and unattached, why can't we make it work?"

  "Ha!" Linghu Cong said, "If I were Cupid, I'd take that guy's golden arrow and shoot it wildly, hitting everyone in sight, guaranteeing they'd all fall deeply in love."

  Qiao Feng smiled and opened his mouth but said nothing.

  (Note by the author: Due to space and plot constraints, the chapter on Duan Yu is not ending but just beginning. However, for the observer Xiao Feng, this story has come to an end here. Please pay attention to "The Youth in This Interval Has Not Ended", which is the progress of this sister article.)