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Chapter 461 - 410 worldly ways

Chapter 461: 410 worldly ways

The class dinner was scheduled on the same day as the graduation photo shoot.

We didn’t go out, staying at the school’s dining hall instead.

There were less than fifty people in our class.

In total, we sat at four tables.

The seating arrangement was quite clever, however.

Jiang Chen and Ai Qian were seated together.

Even Luo Peng, this staunch bestie, didn’t compete for the seat.

He admitted that he once had no feelings for the most beautiful girl in the class.

But people change.

Realizing one’s mistakes and correcting them is the greatest virtue.

Ai Qian now, compared to when she was with Jiang Chen, was simply unrecognizable.

If time could be rewound, I believe they would definitely be an enviable couple.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

"Luo Peng, how about a drink?"

While Luo Peng was lost in contemplation, Ai Qian unexpectedly initiated a toast to him.

Luo Peng was startled and felt a bit embarrassed, but he quickly raised his glass.

"I’ll finish mine, you take it easy."

He tilted his head back and downed his drink.

Ai Qian also showed an unusual boldness and finished off her glass of ice-cold beer in one gulp.

Luo Peng laughed.

"Ai Beauty, don’t get yourself drunk."

"This is our class’s last meal together, it’s okay to get drunk. Besides, my dorm room is just next door, I can still make it back even if I’m intoxicated."

Luo Peng grinned.

That’s true.

This meal was indeed a farewell dinner.

Not long after,

The classmates who had been together day and night would have to go their separate ways. Like Koda Kaoru, who was far away in a foreign land, we might never see each other again in this lifetime.

It was time for past grudges to fade away.

"Ai Beauty, why did you cut your hair?"

Ai Qian played with her bobbed hair, "Doesn’t it look good?"

"I don’t like short hair."

Luo Peng shamelessly declared.

Li Shao at the same table couldn’t help but laugh, "She doesn’t need your approval anyway."

"Jiang Chen, what do you think? Was Ai Beauty prettier with her long hair before?"

Luo Peng glanced at Jiang Chen.

Ai Qian also looked towards Jiang Chen.

"Both are pretty."

Jiang Chen ate his food with chopsticks, naturally not willing to carelessly comment on such a question.

In the joy of success, one should enjoy to the fullest rather than facing a lonely moon with an empty cup.

These young adults, soon to step out of school and into a new life in society, opened their hearts wide tonight, hopping from table to table inviting others for a drink.

As the current pride of the class, Jiang Chen naturally bore the brunt of it. Even though it was only beer, with everyone asking him to drink, he inevitably found it tough to withstand.

With his current achievements, he could’ve easily flaunted his authority to drink less, but Jiang Chen was an open-hearted person; if someone drank one cup, he never shirked.

On stepping out of school, society may inevitably classify people into ranks, but at that moment, everyone had the same identity.

That identity was classmates.

"Are you alright?"

Ai Qian pulled out a few paper tissues and passed them over.

"I’m fine."

Jiang Chen wiped his mouth, "Worst comes to worst, I’ll just go to the restroom and throw up later. I can’t show any weakness tonight."

Ai Qian couldn’t help but snicker.

"Why don’t you call Li Shao mei?"

Jiang Chen turned his head, "Why should I call her?"

"If she were here, maybe everyone wouldn’t ask you to drink so much."

Jiang Chen smiled, crumpled the tissue into a ball, and placed it on the table, "Calling her to block the drinks for me would be ridiculous; I’d be the joke of a lifetime."

"Who would laugh at you? They’d be busy envying you."

Luo Peng had already left his seat and gone to another table.

The floor and tables were littered with empty bottles.

The scene was lively and raucous.

"Should I pour you some milk to help you sober up?"

"I’m good."

Jiang Chen glanced at Wei Chuyin, who sat diagonally opposite him and had been silent all this time, and voluntarily picked up the wine bottle by his chair to pour himself another cup.

"Wei Beauty, how about a drink?"

Not to mention Wei Chuyin, even Ai Qian was taken aback.

Watching Jiang Chen with a smile, Wei Chuyin, who had often spoken ill of him, was surprisingly stunned and didn’t know how to react.

It was no exaggeration to say,

Ai Qian breaking up with Jiang Chen was partly due to her instigation and troublemaking.

For him not to hold a grudge against her was one thing, but to actually...

"No worries, you should just drink milk," he said.

Wei Chuyin snapped back to reality, somewhat flustered as she switched out the milk in front of her for a beer, and when she awkwardly raised her glass, she didn’t know what to say.

Repay evil with kindness.

But how to repay kindness?

Gazing at the gentle smile, Wei Chuyin’s lips quivered. Before, she only felt regret, angry at herself for being blind, causing her friend to miss out on a good match.

But at that moment, she felt a twinge of shame.

"Jiang Chen, I’m, I’m sorry."

Ai Qian remained silent.

"I really don’t understand what you have to apologize for," Jiang Chen said.

Jiang Chen laughed it off with a smile and lifted his disposable plastic cup, "Cheers."

Wei Chuyin, who seldom drank, tilted her head back and drained her glass, unable to hold back a couple of coughs.

"She actually... don’t hold it against her."

Ai Qian stopped mid-sentence.

Jiang Chen put down his plastic cup.

"The whole school knows I’m famously magnanimous."

Ai Qian gazed at him.

Jiang Chen smiled, exhaling the smell of alcohol.

"I really don’t blame her. From her perspective, she did nothing wrong. She just wanted you to have a better life. She is a truly sincere friend."

If it were anyone else, Ai Qian would definitely think the person was being insincere.

But this guy’s "tolerance" was indeed well-known.

All good parties must come to an end.

Yet everyone still hoped that tonight’s time would pass a little more slowly, a little more slowly again.

After finishing the meal, the drunk classmates mumbled about going to sit in the sports field.

No one refused.

A large group of people, supporting each other, chattered and stumbled their way to the central sports field.

The sports field was bustling.

Quite a few teachers and students were jogging and exercising.

There were also some guys playing the guitar and singing, surrounded by quite a crowd, including some girls with starry eyes.

"The younger generation is truly something to be feared," Luo Peng sighed with content.

About thirty people sat down on the lawn, enjoying the breeze, admiring the moon, reminiscing about the past, and dreaming about the future.

"Every three years from now on, we should all get together!" said the class monitor passionately, waving his arms about as he made the proposal.

The classmates responded enthusiastically, all in agreement.

But Jiang Chen knew that even though everyone was sincere at the moment, life had too many constraints.

Once out of school, for many, it was destined that they would never see each other again.

He quietly watched the sparkling lake in the distance.

"How I wish you hadn’t seen much of the world♪

Just loved my ordinary face your whole life long♪

I can’t give you everything like he can♪

He can’t give you everything like I can♪"

The clean voice of the boy was carried over with the guitar.

Jiang Chen turned his head.

Ai Qian sitting beside him also looked in that direction.

"What a coincidence."

Jiang Chen smiled, "Yeah, quite a coincidence."

"He doesn’t sing as well as you," Ai Qian retracted her gaze and tilted her head with a smile.

"You didn’t say that at the time," Jiang Chen remarked.

There was a time when he had sung that very song, "Worldly Life."

"Girls always like to say one thing and mean another," Ai Qian curled up her legs, hugging her knees. "Hey, could you sing it for me again?"

Jiang Chen fell silent.

Just as Ai Qian smiled, planning to switch topics, Jiang Chen hummed softly, gazing at the bright moon.

"How I wish you’ve been tempered by the years♪

And still love my ordinary face all the way♪"

Ai Qian was slightly stunned, her eyes trembling.

"Why did you change the lyrics of the song?"

"Don’t you think it has a broader scope this way?" Jiang Chen smiled, still looking up at the night sky, leaving Ai Qian with only the view of his clear side profile.

"How I wish time could freeze in that summer♪

Our faces flushed♪

The first time we met♪"

The environment was loud.

The boy with the guitar continued to sing.

Savoring the moonlit night.

He wasn’t looking at her.

She wasn’t looking at the moon.