Chapter 763

Thinking of his tenacity in taking care of his sister alone, his gentleness and politeness on weekdays, and his focused efforts in front of the chessboard.

She took a deep breath.

Suppressed her worry and tried hard to raise an encouraging smile.

Clenched her small fist and waved it gently towards Xia Mujun.

"Xia Mujun, do your best!"

Her voice was gentle and firm.

"Sister is very optimistic about you! No matter what, please go all out!"

Xia Mujun turned to look at her.

Received that sincere kindness.

He nodded, a faint, gentle smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you both."

Just as the few were exchanging simple pleasantries.

Not far away, Asahina Xiaoyue, Suzuki Longzhi, and Tianbian Youren from Qingzhu Academy also discovered Xia Mujun sitting here.

They exchanged a look and walked straight over.

Asahina Xiaoyue was wearing a light-colored dress today.

Appearing fresh and lively.

She stood still in front of Xia Mujun, a bright smile blooming on her face.

"Morning, Xia Mujun."

Her gaze fell on Xia Mujun's face, carrying undisguised expectation.

"You must do your best in this competition too!"

Xia Mujun nodded slightly.

"Morning. I will."

And Suzuki Longzhi, who was standing behind her, didn't look good.

Since the last competition, personally hearing Asahina Xiaoyue's "bet confession" in that match against Xia Mujun, and then being rejected cleanly...

His mood had always been in a whirlpool of irritability.

No boy can calmly watch the girl he has secretly loved for many years boldly express her love to another man.

What is even more tormenting is that all this happened in front of his eyes.

He regretted countless times why he didn't have the courage to confess earlier.

If earlier...

Perhaps the person standing beside Xiaoyue and being stared at by her with those eyes would be himself.

Instead of this Xia Mujun who killed halfway.

What made him feel most heartbroken was—

After the competition, he accidentally saw Asahina Xiaoyue, who was always cheerful and loved to laugh, hiding alone in the corner of the unmanned corridor.

Her shoulders were trembling slightly.

Suppressed, fragmented sobbing sounds came intermittently.

She desperately wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, but couldn't wipe away the rolling tears no matter what.

Both her eye circles and nose tip were red from crying.

That scene was like a red-hot iron rod, fiercely scalding his heart.

He hated!

Hated the appearance of Xia Mujun, taking away Xiaoyue's gaze!

Hated Xia Mujun even more... for so easily rejecting her precious heart!

Clearly Xiaoyue had already worked so hard, even not hesitating to use the bet method to confess her heart in full view.

Clearly she lost the game, but still didn't give up, publicly stating that she would continue to pursue.

Why... couldn't you be a little gentler to her?

Why... couldn't you accept her?

This emotion, intertwined with heartbreak, unwillingness, and anger, continued to ferment in his heart.

Finally, it gave birth to a determined thought.

If... if he encounters Xia Mujun on the field.

He also wants to propose a bet.

Then, win him.

Not for himself.

But... to force him to fulfill his promise and date the girl he loves.

At this moment.

Suzuki Longzhi took half a step forward.

He avoided Asahina Xiaoyue's gaze and stared straight at Xia Mujun.

His eyes were full of complex hostility and challenge.

"Xia Mujun."

"Last time, you were lucky to win against Xiaoyue."

"But you'd better pray not to meet me on the field."

He took a deep breath, word by word.

"Otherwise, I will definitely not let you go."

"I will definitely take revenge for Xiaoyue, and Youren..."

Compared to the roundabout mockery of Private Tianhao Academy, this straightforward declaration of war made Xia Mujun feel clear and understandable.

He didn't hate this straightforward way.

Xia Mujun raised his eyes and met Suzuki Longzhi's burning gaze calmly.

"Always ready."

And Tianbian Youren, looking at this subtle confrontation, his heart was full of helpless bitterness and tight anxiety.

On the night after the fourth round of the competition, Suzuki Longzhi suddenly found him and had a long late-night talk.

Longzhi frankly confessed his secret love for Xiaoyue for many years, and also poured out the pain and struggle after witnessing the confession and being rejected.

Tianbian Youren asked carefully at the time: "Then... do you still plan to confess to Xiaoyue now?"

The answer he got was: "Before Xiaoyue completely gives up on Xia Mujun... I won't."

This answer made Tianbian Youren feel deeper anxiety while breathing a sigh of relief.

Breathing a sigh of relief, because as long as Longzhi doesn't confess, the fragile and precious balance between the three can still be maintained.

Xiaoyue's heart is clear now, if Longzhi confesses now, he will definitely be rejected.

Once rejected, the window paper between the three that is tacitly understood will be completely pierced.

The relationship is likely to never return to the past.

But as long as he doesn't confess, there is still room for maneuver.

And the deeper anxiety lies in—he must speed up his "plan".

Must find a way to let Xiaoyue and Xia Mujun successfully walk together.

Only in this way, when Xiaoyue has a master, can Longzhi completely give up.

Only then can the small boat of the three of them drifting between friendship and love find a new, stable balance point.

Thinking of this.

Tianbian Youren's gaze looking at Xia Mujun became more complex.

It was mixed with pleading, expectation, and a trace of imperceptible determination belonging to the planner.

'Must succeed.'

He muttered to himself in his heart again.

'For the three of us... to be able to continue to be together in the future.'

Just as the atmosphere between these few people was subtle and each had their own thoughts—

In front of the competition field.

That electronic screen hanging in mid-air, like a giant wall, suddenly lit up.