Chapter 45: Saving the Gentle Senior 21

Jin Chen still couldn't apply for off-campus housing; after moving, aside from weekends he still lived in the dormitory.

Ma Bing laughed at him, "keeping a beauty in a golden house," yet he himself couldn't return to that golden house.

The evening party list was about to be submitted, and the Finance Department strongly promoted the new department heartthrob Jin Chen to go on stage and perform.

With Shen Qingci also present, Jin Chen didn't refuse either.

But what to perform really hadn't been decided yet.

The issue arose one noon when he was having lunch with Shen Qingci and let slip the inspiration for the dance; upon realizing it was a dance dedicated to him, Jin Chen encountered a turning point.

After returning to the dorm, he had Miliya overnight airlift the original owner's violin from abroad back.

My lover gifted me dance to express feelings; I gift my lover music to convey longing.

【Host, are you planning to compose the music yourself! Amazing!】

Jin Chen leaned against the chair back, legs crossed under the table, expression languid, scribbling and drawing on paper.

【In the Counterattack Department, where it's survival of the fittest, without mastering some skills how can one get by.】

0731 nodded solemnly, spun a few circles in the space, then asked doubtfully.

【Host, what did you do before entering the Quick Transmigration Bureau?】

The pen tip paused, Jin Chen lifted his gaze, his eyes becoming deep and distant, as if recalling.

【I only remember that entering the Quick Transmigration Bureau was for a wish, but after so many years it's long been forgotten.】

Previously in the Counterattack Department, he rose from a newcomer to the top, taking only a few decades; as long as the task was completed, he never lingered in a small world.

But later, it also became boring.

Upon reaching the Rescue Department, what kept him going was nothing other than his now mysterious lover.

It also finally let him find the joy of completing tasks.

Personally gathering his lover's soul fragments, finally piecing them into his complete soul.

Upon hearing this answer, 0731 became even more puzzled.

Most task-takers can enter the Quick Transmigration Bureau simply because their dying wish's willpower is too strong; the Main Spirit System detects it across the three thousand worlds and then recalls them to headquarters.

Previously, all task-takers who completed tasks did so in order to return to their original timeline as soon as possible and fulfill their wish.

How could the host still forget it?

0731 couldn't fathom such a profound problem, so he simply stopped dwelling on it.

It flew a few more circles, then slowly landed beside the space's sofa to sleep.

Jin Chen pressed his brow, and a figure suddenly flashed through his mind.

Before he could catch it, it vanished completely.

"Yaoer, go to sleep early; tomorrow we have an early eight."

Ma Bing climbed onto the bed, yawned, and reminded Jin Chen.

"Alright, I'll sleep right away."

Jin Chen set down his pen, clipped the half-finished score into a book, got up, and washed up.

——

The evening party countdown: three days.

Final exams had completely ended, and the campus atmosphere was relaxed.

In midsummer's blazing sun, the youths' thoughts are always active.

Forum posts were all about which programs of the stock-picking evening party would be featured, and whether the various colleges' department heartthrobs would participate.

Shen Qingci spent the whole day with classmates training for the program, and in his free time practiced "Moon Knows Your Intent."

But whereas before, when he was busy, Jin Chen would come over to keep him company if he had no class; these past few days he hadn't come.

And on the forum, there actually appeared a set of posts about Jin Chen transferring his affection elsewhere.

Dance classroom.

The class monitor scrolled through the posts, glanced up at Shen Qingci for the third time, expression hard to describe.

Shen Qingci finally stopped moving, "Class monitor, do you have something to say?"

After the second class, the classmates became strangely odd, and Shen Qingci was very puzzled.

"Um, Qingci, take a look at this."

The class monitor handed over his own phone.

Shen Qingci took it, lowered his gaze, and examined it closely.

Title: Finance Department's mixed-blood prince Jin Chen, after a grand confession, transferring affection elsewhere?!

Poster: Friends! The poster today saw Jin Chen and a long-haired beauty entering and leaving the school gate together, behaving intimately! That beauty even touched Jin Chen's head! Have they broken up with Shen Qingci?!

Indeed, three covert-angle photos show his side profile clearly as Jin Chen, and the clothing is the couple's outfit they bought together two days ago with Shen Qingci.

As for the girl in the photos…

Shen Qingci's eyes flickered; he didn't recognize her.

But he trusted Jin Chen.

He raised a smile and returned the phone to the class monitor.

"That girl is his friend; I don't mind."

The class monitor breathed a sigh of relief, "Then that's good; I'll help you reply to those spreading rumors!"

Reply 85th floor: Asked Shen Qingci himself; the girl is Jin Chen's friend, he doesn't mind this matter, advising not to gossip.

Shen Qingci sent Jin Chen a message.

——"I'll go get lunch after class later; I want to go eat the spicy hot pot on East Street."

After waiting a few seconds, there was no reply from Jin Chen.

Shen Qingci turned off the screen, continued practicing dance, but a few threads of worry surfaced in her heart.

Meanwhile, the focus of the topic, Jin Chen, was together with his younger sister Ai Lin, who had returned from abroad with her violin, correcting a small mistake in the score.

At 07:31, seeing Jin Chen stop to rest, he hurriedly spoke up to remind.

【Host, your and Ai Lin's photos were secretly taken and posted on the Campus Forum; Little Pitiful One has already seen them!】

Oh no.

Jin Chen's brow twitched, and he hastily put down his violin.

He opened his phone; there was only one message Shen Qingci had sent ten minutes earlier, not even a follow-up.

He hurriedly typed.

——"Okay okay, I'll come pick you up later."

——"My little sister is back today; I'll bring her to eat with me later."

——"I just found out about the forum post, Bao Bao, don't misunderstand (dog lowering head. JPG)"

He tapped Ai Lin's head, "Let's go, pick up your sister-in-law after class."

"Great great!"

Ai Lin jumped up excitedly, "Hurry up!"

So when Shen Qingci finished class, she saw Jin Chen waiting with that long-haired beauty in the classroom hallway.

The classmates' gazes toward him became even stranger.

Jin Chen waited for him to come out, naturally took his bag, and put an arm around his shoulders.

"This is my sister, Ai Lin."

Ai Lin clasped her hands and placed them on her chin, attracted by Shen Qingci's handsome appearance.

"Hello, sister-in-law! I'm Ai Lin, Jin Chen's full-blooded younger sister!"

She deliberately raised her voice to an extreme volume, and the murmuring voices instantly vanished.

Shen Qingci raised her eyebrows in surprise and looked at her; Ai Lin's brows and eyes were more Western than Jin Chen's, indeed not very similar, but both were equally exquisite.

So she's the sister.

"Hello."

Shen Qingci blinked, took Jin Chen's hand, and said, "Just now the Class Monitor helped me reply to the post, I said she's your friend."

This just exposed it—I don't even know Jin Chen's sister at all.

Jin Chen chuckled lightly, "I know, I've explained it for you."

He pulled her into his embrace, lightly kissed her cheek, and asked, "Back then, did you really not mind?"

"……I do mind."

Shen Qingci answered truthfully, lightly inhaled the sandalwood scent on Jin Chen, and felt relieved.

Although she trusted Jin Chen, just thinking about that photo made her unhappy.

Only then did he realize his possessiveness toward Jin Chen had become so intense.

"Is it because these past few days I haven't had time to be with you, so you feel insecure?"

Jin Chen's voice was low, his tone gently coaxing.

In the hallway, with people coming and going, Shen Qingci was trapped by Jin Chen in the corner, so she buried herself in his neck without any burden.

"You know why I didn't come." Her tone held a hint of grievance.

"I'm preparing the program for the evening party," Jin Chen said frankly, his peach-blossom eyes holding a smile, "and it means the same as your dance."