novelraw Chapter 006 Goodnight
Chapter 006 Goodnight
The girls' dormitory building of the art college.
Dormitory 306.
Late at night.
The rain outside the window was still drizzling, pattering against the windowpane with a dull sound.
The dormitory door was pushed open.
Wen Ning, wrapped in an obviously ill-fitting black windbreaker that exuded masculine hormones, sneaked in like a thief cat.
Before she could even catch her breath.
With a "snap".
All the lights in the dormitory were on.
The three roommates were not asleep.
They sat on their respective beds or chairs, their eyes fixed intently on Wen Ning at the door.
The scene resembled a joint trial.
The one leading the group was Tian Tian, who had witnessed the whole thing at the porridge shop.
"Confess and you will be treated leniently; resist and you will be treated severely."
Sweetie held a curling iron in her hand and pointed it at Wen Ning like a gavel.
"Ningning, you're amazing! That's Jiang Ci! The famously aloof and woman-hating campus heartthrob from A University!"
"What kind of drug did you give him? Peeling shrimp? Feeding him porridge? How did you do that?"
Another roommate also came over, looking on with a gossipy expression:
"Exactly! The forum is exploding. The whole school is betting on when you two will make an official announcement."
"Tell me quickly, isn't it because you're so skillful that you have him completely under your control?"
Wen Ning took off the windbreaker that still held Jiang Ci's warmth.
She carefully hung it at the very back of the wardrobe, afraid of wrinkling it.
Hearing her roommate's questioning, she felt bitter inside.
So skillful?
If we disregard her "shamelessness" and "unreasonable behavior," she really doesn't have many tricks up her sleeve.
Today's performance was earned with my life.
Just as she was about to give a perfunctory reply and go take a shower.
The mechanical voice in my mind rang out again.
[Host, please take note.]
[The surrounding environment was detected to be suitable for shaping a persona.]
[Task issued: Brag to your roommates about the male lead's infatuation with you, maintaining your "vain and pretentious" persona.]
[Reference lines: "He insisted on pursuing me," "I couldn't help it," "Men are just like that."]
Wen Ning's hand trembled.
I almost dropped the makeup remover I had just picked up.
System, have some decency.
If Jiang Ci knew that she was talking about him behind his back, would he rush over in the middle of the night and pluck out her bowl of porridge?
But if you don't do it, you'll become ugly.
Wen Ning looked at her exquisite face in the mirror.
endured.
She turned around.
She casually tucked her hair behind her ear, revealing a section of her long, fair neck.
His face quickly switched to a nonchalant, even slightly disgusted expression.
"Oh dear, don't make a fuss."
Wen Ning picked up a cotton pad and, while removing her makeup, spoke to herself in the mirror in a languid tone.
"It's just so-so."
Sweetie's eyes widened: "What do you mean by 'like that'? That's Jiang Ci!"
Wen Ning gave a light hum, her tone nonchalant:
"What's wrong with Jiang Ci? He's a man too."
"He insisted on pursuing me and kept bothering me every day, so I couldn't do anything about it."
"and……"
She paused deliberately, looked at her roommates' shocked faces through the mirror, and continued her nonsense:
"Peeling a shrimp is nothing. Isn't it a boyfriend's duty to take care of his girlfriend? He doesn't have a temper, he does whatever I say. If I tell him to go east, he wouldn't dare go west."
The dormitory was quiet.
Only the sound of rain outside the window remained.
The roommates looked at each other in bewilderment.
Doesn't he have much of a temper?
Jiang Ci?
Jiang Ci, the legendary figure who famously stormed off the street after an investor wanted to change a single line of core code?
Jiang Ci, the one who coldly berated the department's most beautiful girl who delivered water to the next class during freshman military training.
Sweetie swallowed hard and gave a thumbs up:
"ox."
"As expected, being beautiful means you can do whatever you want."
"It seems the rumors were all false. In the face of true love, even the most unattainable beauty becomes a simp."
Wen Ning was inwardly weeping.
I'm sorry, Jiang Ci.
It ruined your lifelong reputation.
But I was forced into it.
"Alright, alright, go to sleep."
Wen Ning guiltily ended the conversation, saying, "I'm sleepy."
She quickly washed up and climbed into bed.
Draw the bed curtains.
It shielded me from the still burning, envious, and jealous gazes of my roommates.
She was all alone in the cramped space.
Having shed that "drama queen" mask, Wen Ning finally relaxed.
She hugged her knees and buried her face in her arms.
I'm really tired.
Not only do they have to deal with the system's difficult tactics, but they also have to put on an act in front of Jiang Ci.
Tonight, she watched him walk towards her in the rain, put his coat on her, and patiently peel shrimp for her.
At that moment, she even saw a hint of indulgence in his eyes.
Wen Ning touched her chest.
The jumping there was a bit too fast.
I don't know if it was because of guilt for lying, or something else.
Help.
He was clearly so tired, but he still went along with my nonsense.
I even said behind his back that he had no temper.
If Jiang Ci heard this, he'd definitely kill me, right? He definitely would.
Just then.
My phone, which was next to my pillow, suddenly vibrated.
"Buzz—"
It seemed exceptionally clear in the quiet of the night.
Wen Ning was startled.
She reached for her phone, and the screen's light made her squint.
A new message popped up on WeChat.
The profile picture is against a black code background.
The note is simply two words: 【Jiang Ci】.
Wen Ning's fingers stiffened for a moment.
Could it be... that he overheard my bragging?
After all, in this information age, who knows which roommate might have already sent what she just said to her boyfriend, and then it reached Jiang Ci's ears?
She swiped open the screen with trepidation.
There were no questions asked.
There was no anger.
The dialog box contained only two short lines of text.
Sent at: 23:45.
Remember to drink some hot water or ginger soup to ward off the cold.
Go to bed early. Good night.
There were no unnecessary emojis or unnecessary words.
Even the punctuation marks exude a sense of rigor and aloofness.
But Wen Ning stared at those few lines of text for a long time.
At this moment.
The lights in the startup hub are probably still on.
He might have just returned to his computer, not even had time to change out of his soaking wet clothes, before immersing himself in that pile of tedious code.
During those high-intensity work breaks.
He even remembered to send a message reminding her to keep warm.
Wen Ning buried her face in the soft pillow.
The phone screen was pressed against my chest and felt slightly warm.
That aloof and arrogant school heartthrob.
That aloof and powerful figure from the original book.
He seems to be doing really well now.
It was so good to her that she felt like a bad person who only knew how to take.
"Good night."
She spoke softly to the air.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the startup base.
Jiang Ci looked at the "typing..." message on his phone screen, which then went blank again.
In the end, nothing was sent.
He didn't care.
He put down his phone, took off his glasses, and rubbed his temples.
A barely perceptible curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Then, his fingers fell back onto the keyboard.
The crackling sound of hammering echoed once again in this rainy night.