Running Over The Head Of My Ex [Rebirth]

Chapter 28

After returning to the dormitory, the atmosphere was somewhat quiet—eerily quiet. He Qingqi sat silently at her desk, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on the distant floor.

Zhuo Zhiwei didn’t know who that woman was or what relationship she had with He Qingqi, but she could tell that He Qingqi did not like her. She feared and resented that woman, and she was deeply saddened by her presence.

The usual vibrant smile had vanished, along with the proud arrogance and the childishness that only Zhuo Zhiwei could perceive.

He Qingqi’s mood appeared heavy, and even the mole at the corner of her eye seemed to droop.

Zhuo Zhiwei wanted to give her a hug.

Tao Jinghan had not yet returned to the dormitory; perhaps she was still bidding farewell to her fans in City A.

However, even if Tao Jinghan were there, Zhuo Zhiwei wouldn’t have minded.

Zhuo Zhiwei first turned off the dormitory camera, then walked to the front of He Qingqi and softly said, “Qingqi…” The worry in her eyes was unmistakable.

Seeing the pink slippers, He Qingqi suddenly felt a surge of bitterness. She gazed up at Zhuo Zhiwei, filled with grievance, akin to a child seeking solace after experiencing injustice outside.

Her eyes filled with tears as she murmured, “Zhiwei.”

The moment she spoke, she could no longer hold back her tears, which spilled over from the corners of her eyes.

She didn’t cry messily; she shed silent tears, like two strings of diamonds adorning her beautiful face, shining brilliantly under the light.

Zhuo Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, then frowned and carefully wiped He Qingqi’s tears with her fingertip. She took a step closer and hugged her, gently patting her back.

“It’s okay now.”

She thought that the person earlier might have wanted to do the same but failed, yet she had succeeded.

He Qingqi closed her eyes, her face pressing against Zhuo Zhiwei’s chest. She wrapped her arms around Zhuo Zhiwei’s waist, biting her lip tightly and crying even more restrainedly.

They held this posture for a long time, long enough for He Qingqi to gradually calm down, long enough for Tao Jinghan to suddenly open the door and, upon seeing them, freeze for a moment.

She blinked and thought for two seconds.

“Sorry, continue.” She quickly retreated and shut the door with a bang.

The two immediately released each other, springing apart like they were on springs.

After a while, He Qingqi bit her lip and said, “Um, Zhiwei…”

Zhuo Zhiwei responded with a soft “Hmm,” saying nothing more.

“Don’t you have anything to ask me?”

“Only if you want to talk about it.”

He Qingqi lowered her eyes. At that moment, she needed nothing more than someone to listen to her story. She smiled bitterly and said, “I once liked that person.”

Zhuo Zhiwei’s eyes widened suddenly, a sense of loss she hadn’t realized she had tightened her heart. She clenched her fists unconsciously but kept her tone even: “I could tell.”

“I liked her for a long, long time, and I did many foolish things for her.”

Zhuo Zhiwei’s brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. She didn’t want to know how much He Qingqi had liked that person; she was more concerned about something else. “What about her? Did she like you?”

“No.” He Qingqi smiled self-deprecatingly and shook her head. “She didn’t like me. On the contrary, she hated me intensely. She said she had hated me since childhood.”

Zhuo Zhiwei was puzzled, hesitating for a moment. “From what I saw earlier, it didn’t seem like that. Could there be some misunderstanding?”

She knew that saying this might help resolve the misunderstanding between the two and reconcile them. The thought of this possibility made her heart ache a bit, but she instinctively ignored the feeling and spoke honestly and rationally.

This was her way of dealing with people—a way she couldn’t even break for herself.

He Qingqi pulled out the chair next to her and motioned for Zhuo Zhiwei to sit down.

“She wasn’t always like this, or rather, she became like this only after I discovered her true nature and decided to stay away from her.”

“Do you know, Zhiwei, I recently discovered that she approached me to destroy the He family? She believes our He family ruined her parents and brought down the Fang family, so she seeks revenge.”

“She used to be chilly to me, always impatient. She even told me, ‘Who would ever like someone like you?'”

He Qingqi let out a light laugh. “After I distanced myself from her, she came to me and said such things.”

“Her actions made me feel foolish, like my love was a joke. All those times I tried to please her were unnecessary; all I had to do was distance myself a bit to get everything I wanted.”

Zhuo Zhiwei frowned in thought. She couldn’t believe anyone would hate He Qingqi. She was outstanding, ambitious, kind, humorous, and had an astonishingly beautiful face. Even if it wasn’t romantic love, it would be friendly affection.

“Are you sure? She approached you just to get revenge on your family. Have you considered that maybe, after you distanced yourself from her, she realized… that she loves you?”

If not for her past life experiences, He Qingqi, who was incredibly naive, might have believed and been overjoyed this time.

But she had experienced those things firsthand. In her past life, she was disgraced, her family was destroyed, and she even lost her life.

If possible, she wished Fang Xuanrao could experience the same despair, but she couldn’t be as ruthless, nor did she have Fang Xuanrao’s patience and ability. More importantly, she didn’t have Fang Xuanrao’s cooperation.

Fang Xuanrao did not love her.

“I’m sure. She said it herself.”

“Maybe she was just angry?”

He Qingqi, unable to fully comprehend the situation, half-truthfully stated, “I overheard her talking to her uncle on the phone, gritting her teeth and saying she would make us pay.”

Hearing this…

Zhuo Zhiwei pursed her lips into a straight line, looking at the girl with pity. She rubbed her hair and sighed, “Then I don’t like her anymore.”

She didn’t know if the He family had done such things or if Fang Xuanrao was right or wrong in seeking revenge, but she knew that He Qingqi was innocent. He Qingqi shouldn’t endure such mistreatment, trading genuine emotions for deceit and discarding her once she loses her usefulness.

If Fang Xuanrao succeeded, had she considered how He Qingqi, who knew nothing about it, would cope afterward? How devastated and guilty would she feel?

How could this proud girl face her family? Would her family still see her the same way? Despite not having committed any wrongdoing,

He Qingqi sniffled, her voice tinged with a nasal tone. “Hmm, I don’t like her anymore.”

After ten years of deceit, cold stares, and misfortune imposed by the other party, she was no longer the He Qingqi who had Fang Xuanrao in her heart and mind.

Falling in love with Fang Xuanrao had taken a moment, but it took her sixteen years to forget, costing her the rest of her life.

She no longer wanted to make such a losing deal.

“Zhiwei, my sadness today has nothing to do with whether she loves me or not. Perhaps I used to care about that, but from the moment I learned her true intentions, Fang Xuanrao and love had nothing to do with each other anymore.”

“I’m just sad that for so many years, the person I loved was someone so hypocritical, heartless, credulous, and unscrupulous in achieving her goals. She played me like a fool. My love was a joke!”

Her tone was filled with disbelief, and she was growing more agitated. “You know? It feels like a dream, like everything changed overnight. I couldn’t believe it, but the facts were right in front of me.”

Zhuo Zhiwei didn’t know how to comfort her, so she leaned in to hug her, gently stroking her hair, and couldn’t help but plant a light kiss on her cheek as a simple gesture of comfort.

“Everything will be alright. Imagine if you had discovered this when things were irreparable. How would that have been? Maybe your feelings for her would have been deeper, and you’d have to endure the betrayal of your loved one and the collapse of your family.”

“Think positively, okay?”

The door lock suddenly clicked, and Tao Jinghan entered, just catching the end of Zhuo Zhiwei’s words, making her heart tremble involuntarily.

Seeing the scene before her, she reflexively stepped back, feeling a bit overwhelmed:

“Are you two still not done?”

The two of them looked over in unison and, feeling a bit embarrassed, let go of each other.

He Qingqi awkwardly rubbed her nose. “Uh, we didn’t make you leave!”

Tao Jinghan glared at her. “Like, I’d dare not leave!” She looked around and noticed the cameras were off.

She sized them up and half-jokingly asked, “You didn’t do anything inappropriate while I was gone, did you?”

Zhuo Zhiwei raised an eyebrow in disdain and asked, “Do we need to hide it from you?”

Tao Jinghan: “…” Alright then.

He Qingqi thought the matter was settled, but when she went to the bathroom to wash up, Tao Jinghan followed.

Seeing her hesitate, Tao Jinghan finally couldn’t hold back. “Hey, you two aren’t dating, are you? It’s a big taboo for idols to date.”

“Pfft, cough cough.” He Qingqi was so startled that she almost choked on her mouthwash. She quickly washed her face and wiped it dry, looking incredulous. “Are you out of your mind?”

She was friends with Zhuo Zhiwei. Although some things happened in their past lives that shouldn’t have happened, they weren’t intentional.

“Really not?” Tao Jinghan asked skeptically.

“Of course not! Don’t look at us with your corrupt eyes!” He Qingqi retorted righteously, but she felt a bit guilty.

“You’re not?”

He Qingqi was taken aback. She didn’t know if Tao Jinghan was trying to trick her or if she had really noticed something, but she never cared much about her sexual orientation.

The state allowed it, and her father, grandfather, and grandmother accepted it, so why care about other people’s opinions?

She replied frankly, “Alright, I am, but Zhiwei might not be. Aside from that, we’re completely innocent. How did you conclude we’re dating?”

“Are you sure you’re innocent?” Tao Jinghan’s eyes lit up with a plan, and she pointed at her face and said, “You haven’t even wiped off the lipstick mark.”

He Qingqi instinctively wiped her face, suddenly remembering that Zhuo Zhiwei hadn’t worn lipstick today!

“Busted, huh?”

“Just a kiss doesn’t mean anything!” He Qingqi was well aware that the kiss was not motivated by desire, but rather served as a source of comfort for a friend. However, she didn’t want Tao Jinghan to know she had been crying.

“Even though our country allows same-sex marriage now, not all intimate actions between same-sex individuals are about love, especially between two women. Didn’t you and Bian Suetong occasionally kiss each other?”

Tao Jinghan directly ignored herself and thought for a moment. Bian Suetong indeed occasionally kissed her, and Bian Suetong only considered her a friend. She half-believed and half-doubted. “Really?”

“Of course, now get out. I need to finish washing up.” He Qingqi pushed Tao Jinghan out with disdain and slammed the door shut.

After a long time, she looked at herself in the mirror and sighed, her face slightly flushed.

Why did she impulsively tell all this to Zhuo Zhiwei and cry so pitifully in front of her? How could she face anyone in the future? However, expressing her feelings did make her feel much better.

He Qingqi ruffled her hair in annoyance, blaming Zhuo Zhiwei’s gentleness tonight for her impulsiveness.

She suddenly found herself in a daze, recalling Zhuo Zhiwei gently holding her face and wiping her tears.

Those gentle fingertips seemed to carry a scorching temperature, bridging the hour-long time gap and falling on He Qingqi’s face. Her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, as if it would leap out of her chest.

Those eyes were as beautiful as if they could speak.