I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 50 - 0 In this world it is simply snowing for everyone on their paths

50: 050 In this world, it is simply snowing for everyone on their paths.

50: 050 In this world, it is simply snowing for everyone on their paths.

“Xie Qian, currently a second-year graduate student.”

After sitting down, the girl took the initiative to introduce herself.

“Jiang Chen, senior.”

Jiang Chen introduced himself as well.

Xie Qian gave a wry smile.

“In our school, you’re quite famous.

I know who you are, but you’re not quite what I imagined,” she said.

Jiang Chen smiled and said nothing, then asked, “Did you come here alone, senior?”

It was only natural for Xie Qian to be addressed as “senior,” since she was a second-year graduate student at East University.

“Yeah, just needed to clear my head a bit.”

Jiang Chen nodded and took a sip of his beer.

“I heard that you’re pursuing Li Shuru.

I’m not…

getting in your way, am I?”

Xie Qian glanced over at where Li Shuru was.

“It’s nothing, things haven’t even started yet,” Jiang Chen said with self-deprecating laughter.

Xie Qian began to smile as well.

“Have you been in a relationship, senior?”

“Just broke up not long ago.”

“Seems like the world has gained another heartbroken soul,” Jiang Chen remarked.

“Don’t get me wrong, I was the one who got dumped,” Xie Qian said, laughing.

Jiang Chen was quite surprised and looked at Xie Qian, who was outstanding both inside and out.

“Then he will surely regret it in the future.”

The two were not familiar with each other at all; this was indeed their first meeting, but they spoke as if they were friends, without any sense of strangeness.

Perhaps this was what people mean by a soul-to-soul connection—like a friendship between noble characters.

“Maybe,” Xie Qian said with a faint smile, then added, “Would you be interested in hearing my story?”

“If senior doesn’t mind, I am all ears,” he replied.

Xie Qian looked at the lively scene and took a sip of her beer.

“You see, he’s a bit like you—good at studying, sings well, though perhaps, not as handsome as you,” she remarked.

Jiang Chen smiled wryly.

“That’s the truth.”

Xie Qian laughed, fell silent for a moment, and then continued, “On my birthday, he fell asleep at night with his phone by the bed.

In the middle of the night, it lit up, buzzing with several WeChat messages.

Curious, I picked it up to take a look.

It was a female classmate from his master’s program, speaking to him in an excited and cute tone, telling him that her advisor had given her the lead author spot.

Looking further up the chat, I found they had been talking every day for the whole past year.

She would send emoticons, he would recommend songs to her, she would tell him the songs moved her, he would snap photos of his lunch and send them to her, saying that the takeout was lousy and she shouldn’t order from there, and he even mentioned me.”

The girl said, “Your girlfriend is both pretty and gentle, I’m envious of you.” He said with a beaming smile, “You’ll find someone too.

After each weekly mentor meeting, they would go to a restaurant near the school, just the two of them, without anyone else, once a week, no exceptions.”

Jiang Chen listened quietly, not offering any opinion, acting as a competent listener.

“That trip abroad, he brought back everything I wanted to buy, and also everything she wanted, but he turned down everyone else’s requests to purchase for them.

He helped her fix her computer, saved her a seat, and even assembled the chair she bought from Taobao for her.

She bought him meals, collected parcels for him, organized data in his course papers, and even during those extremely busy days when we didn’t contact each other for four or five days, they still greeted each other every day.”

Xie Qian’s voice was soft and gentle, occasionally taking a sip from the canned beer in her hand.

“We started dating in our second year of high school, and it has been eight years now.

If not love firmer than gold, at least we have been through thick and thin, right?

I thought such issues would never come between us.

Holding his phone, I zoned out for a while, then replied ‘Congratulations,’ and immediately received a cute sticker pack in response, saying we should arrange to eat, just tomorrow, treat you to a meal, the usual place, order whatever you like, I’m happy.

I put his phone back on the bedside table, then got out of bed.”

He opened his eyes groggily and asked what I was doing; I said I was going downstairs to buy some fruit, he mumbled unclearly, telling me to just go to the shop downstairs, don’t go far.

After I left, the sense of peace suddenly vanished.

I squatted at the door, wanting to cry but unable to, and just found it laughable, wanting to confront him, unable to understand why my boyfriend started sharing life with another girl, began to accept another girl’s feelings, and became soulmates with another girl.”

At this point, Xie Qian let out a light chuckle, wanted to drink, but found the can was empty.

Jiang Chen silently opened a can and handed it over.

“Thank you.”

Xie Qian took a sip, perhaps because she drank too hastily, she choked, coughing for a while, and when she recovered, her eyes started to redden for some reason.

“Probably in the early hours of the morning he finally realized, called me, found out all the social media were blocked by me, looking perplexed, he probably clicked the girl’s unread message, saw ‘Congratulations,’ and understood what happened.

So he drove to my house overnight, blocked my door early in the morning, and tearfully confessed to my parents.”

My mom called me to come home, by the time I arrived, he had earnestly handed his phone to my parents, swearing to the heavens it was all innocent, begging for my forgiveness.

Although my parents were angry, they didn’t think it was a big deal.

They felt he was at fault, but the chat content was normal, and he hadn’t physically cheated, so after being angry it was time to reconcile, hence the three of them started to persuade me.

“After eight years together, now we’ve been broken up for over half a year, and sometimes when I think about it, it feels a bit surreal, sometimes it doesn’t seem quite real.

He’s still trying to win me back, but I always remember when I made a wish that day, in those 30 seconds when I closed my eyes, that girl sent him a message, saying the library suddenly lost power, I was afraid.

So.”

Xie Qian paused, tilted her head back for a drink, her eyes already red, but her mouth still held a gentle smile.

“Tell me, in those 30 seconds, was he truly wishing me a happy birthday?

Or was he worried…

she would be afraid of the dark?”

Jiang Chen said nothing, just quietly took a sip of his drink.

He knew she didn’t need an answer.

He couldn’t give one either.

This story, obviously, was not a good one.

The reason she was willing to tell it to him perhaps was because of the song he just sang, moved by the moment, or maybe because they shared similar experiences, finding solace in each other’s company.

“I didn’t expect a senior like you to have such a rough time with romance,” Jiang Chen said softly.

Xie Qian’s lips curled up slightly.

“In this world, everyone has their own snowfall, each with their own subtlety, and their own brightness.”

Jiang Chen fell silent, then turned his head.

“For that saying alone, senior, I’ve got to take one.”

Xie Qian clinked her glass with his.

The two seemed to hit it off and drank for a long time until Xie Qian showed signs of drunkenness before they stopped. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Jiang Chen called over a girl to help her back to her room.

When he turned back to look where Li Shuru and Zheng Jingjing were, they were gone.