Chapter 34: My First Kiss Is Gone

At the mention of money, the girl’s emotions suddenly became agitated.

She struggled to open her eyes wide and looked at the young man with ice-blue pupils who had sat down by her bed at some point and was quietly listening to her pour out her heart. A smile appeared on her face, but it was mixed with tears.

“I’m so envious that you have money! If I had as much money as you, I wouldn’t have so many worries!!”

“I really want to be rich, to have lots and lots of money!”

“As long as I can get rich, I’m willing to give up anything…”

Qin Liang sat quietly by the bed, not interrupting, just listening quietly, acting as a confidant.

He knew very well that the drunk Tang Yunle was at the breaking point of her emotions, and she was using the drunkenness to pour out all the pent-up feelings in her heart as a way to vent.

In short, venting her emotions.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say some comforting words like “having money isn’t as good as you think,” but the words swirled on the tip of his tongue and were eventually swallowed back.

It was too self-deceiving. He didn’t even believe it himself.

Money isn’t everything, but you can’t do anything without money.

Putting other things aside, just himself, if it weren’t for the hundreds of millions of yuan being spent on him every year, he probably wouldn’t have lived this long.

“Take your time. After you graduate from college, with a degree from a top-tier university, you’ll be able to find a good job. Maybe, just maybe, you can even start your own company and be a boss,” Qin Liang said drily.

This sentence, which was devoid of any emotion or depth, was more comforting to the red-eyed, approval-seeking girl’s ears than a thousand other consoling words.

“Thank you,” she squeezed out a smile.

“I’m sorry, but I promise that if I really become a big boss after I graduate from college, I’ll definitely repay you.”

“If I can’t repay you, then in my next life, and the life after that, and the life after that, I’ll definitely repay you. Otherwise, my conscience won’t be at ease.”

Qin Liang was amused by the red-eared “young man’s” words.

He didn’t know when his sense of humor had gotten so low, but he just wanted to laugh.

“Do you know?” Tang Yunle suddenly looked at the ceiling and started talking to herself.

“Actually, my parents were pretty good when I was a child. They didn’t fight or talk about divorce. We lived together in the countryside. Life was poor but happy. But then my dad got promoted, and our family moved to the big city, and everything changed.”

“My dad was out socializing every day, and my mom started to like new clothes, new skirts, and new cosmetics. But then there wasn’t enough money, so they would fight and talk about divorce. Unless there was money, they would fight every day…”

“Sometimes I wonder, why did we have to come to the big city? Wouldn’t it have been better to stay in the small mountain village?”

“I really want to cut ties with them, but they’re my parents, and I can’t bear to…”

“If I don’t want them, and I don’t go home, then who will want me? Where is my home?”

At first, it was just a tearful narrative, which gradually turned into suppressed sobs, and then into a heart-wrenching wail, with a few sentences of a dialect that Qin Liang couldn’t understand popping out from time to time, venting her grievances.

“Alright, alright, everything will be okay,” Qin Liang gently patted Tang Yunle’s shoulder, his voice as gentle as possible. “Go to sleep first. You still have an 8 a.m. class tomorrow.”

Under his comfort, the “young man” who had been crying his eyes out finally stopped sobbing, but tears were still silently streaming down his flushed cheeks.

Seeing “him” calm down, Qin Liang prepared to get into bed and rest.

But just then, Tang Yunle suddenly turned her head, her eyes fixed on the balcony, as if there were really an invisible person standing there.

“Why are you here?”

“Go away, I’m very upset right now.”

The girl haphazardly wiped away her tears and then waved her arm fiercely. “I’m not crying. A man doesn’t cry easily. It’s just sand in my eyes! Just you try saying that again!!”

“What do you mean, I need a load-bearing pillar? I won’t rely on outsiders!”

“Go away, you little devil. You’re useless.”

“I was willing to trade a quarter of my life with you, and you still wouldn’t give me the wealth of Solomon!”

Her jade-like arm swung, tracing a beautiful arc in the air, as beautiful as a goddess in a classical sculpture.

Qin Liang watched this scene, the corner of his mouth twitching. Performance art, no, it was just drunken confusion.

Suddenly, the young man noticed that Tang Yunle’s gaze had changed. Not the gaze itself, but the direction of the gaze.

If just now her gaze had been directed towards the balcony, then now it had moved all the way to… him.

No! It was behind him.

So real, so focused, as if she were really seeing something.

Instinct drove Qin Liang to turn and look, but for some reason, his feet suddenly slipped. His back seemed to be pushed hard, and he lost control and fell forward, landing directly on Tang Yunle’s bed with the black and white checkered mattress.

Soft, sweet, and bouncy, like a lemon-flavored pudding.

In the darkness, Qin Liang felt his lips touch something warm and soft.

He opened his eyes, face to face, nose to nose.

The moment their eyes met, their warm breaths intertwined. The ice-blue pupils reflected the girl’s reddened eye corners, with undried tears still clinging to her eyelashes.

And at this moment, the distance between their two bodies was so close that he could almost hear the other’s frantic heartbeat.

And the owner of these beautiful eyes…

Alarm bells went off in Qin Liang’s mind.

It’s over