Jiang Kewei didn’t answer any of the questions. Instead, she suddenly stood up from her seat, eyes red, and ran out of the classroom.
Song Qingyu shot the others a glare and said, “Look what you’ve done. You made Weiwei upset!” Then she also ran out after her, “Weiwei, wait for me!”
The classroom fell completely silent.
After a while, whispers began spreading.
Eventually, everyone reached the same conclusion: Chen Luo and Jiang Kewei had been childhood friends, deeply in love, but Chen Luo had fallen for Su Panyue and heartlessly abandoned Jiang Kewei.
That gossip spread like wildfire across Qinghe High School.
At first, some were willing to believe in Chen Luo. But once a few former classmates came forward to testify, no one believed him anymore.
They confirmed that back in middle school, Chen Luo had indeed been obsessed with Jiang Kewei. He had even publicly declared his feelings for her.
On the day of their middle school graduation, Chen Luo had confessed to her with 9,999 roses.
So how could it be that in just one summer, he suddenly didn’t like her anymore?
Chen Luo lay at home, minding his own business, when disaster rained down from the sky.
He casually opened his Moments and saw post after post cursing him.
“Some people look perfect on the outside, but are actually scumbags. I’ll never believe in love again.”
“Chen Luo, you scumbag, explain why you dumped Jiang Kewei! Just because Su Panyue is prettier? You’re the worst!”
“I’d trade ten years of my life if it meant all scumbags in this world would suffer horrible fates.”
“Su Panyue, leave Chen Luo now. A guy like him would dump you the moment someone more beautiful shows up.”
Even Song Qingyu posted an update:
“Weiwei was just diagnosed with depression. I hope everyone can show her more love. As her best friend, it breaks my heart to see her like this.”
In no time, Chen Luo became the symbol of all scumbags.
Even the girls who once secretly liked him were crushed, filling their profiles with emotional outbursts.
“Chen Luo, thank you for once being the light in my world, but now I have to let you go. My idol should shine bright—not be a heartless, unfaithful jerk.”
“From the moment I saw you during registration, I kept you buried in my heart like a god no one else could touch. But the real you is just… disappointing. I can’t keep lying to myself. I’m giving up on you. Goodbye, Chen Luo.”
“I hate you, Chen Luo. You destroyed the perfect guy in my heart. You betrayed our feelings! Do you know how furious I was when I first heard people call you a scumbag? I even got into a fight with my best friend defending you! But then, so many people started accusing you… I realized it was all true. I was so stupid, even tried to justify everything for a guy like you!”
…
Then he grabbed a bowl of chilled watermelon and kept reading—this was more entertaining than any drama.
So he actually had this many fangirls?
After he’d seen enough, Chen Luo tossed his phone aside and stretched lazily.
In his previous life, when he heard Jiang Kewei had depression, his first reaction was to apologize and beg for forgiveness. That was the only reason the situation didn’t escalate further.
This time, he chose to watch silently, curious to see just how far things would go if he did nothing.
He didn’t expect it would go this far—where the whole school now labeled him a scumbag.
That was the brilliance of Jiang Kewei.
Chen Luo made a call to Su Panyue, “Xiaoyue, it’s time.”
…
The next morning.
The atmosphere during morning study was unusually heavy.
Most students couldn’t focus. Every few minutes, they would glance toward the door.
Looking closely, there was a basin of dirty water balanced on top of the door. The moment someone walked in, they’d be drenched.
As time passed, some students couldn’t hold back anymore.
“Why isn’t Chen Luo here yet?”
“I really wanted to help Jiang Kewei get revenge, guess we won’t get the chance now.”
“Chen Luo’s obviously too scared to come.”
“That coward! I can’t believe I once thought he was my idol!”
Just as the homeroom teacher was about to enter, the group of girls who’d prepared the water reluctantly took it down.
Even Jiang Kewei hadn’t expected the situation to blow up like this—where everyone was berating Chen Luo. But… she found herself enjoying it.
Maybe it was because people tend to pity a girl who’s been hurt. Jiang Kewei really liked this feeling—being the center of everyone’s sympathy and care.
During lunch break, the classroom grew lively again.
Boys who liked Jiang Kewei scrambled to buy her lunch. Waves of people came by to comfort her.
In just a few minutes, the corridor outside Class 3 was packed with students, all curious about what Su Panyue was going to do.
As one of the main characters in the recent “love triangle scandal,” and Qinghe High School’s newest campus belle, Su Panyue drew attention wherever she went.
Once the crowd had gathered, Su Panyue stepped onto the classroom podium, pulled out a phone, and began to speak calmly.
“I’m here to clear up the rumors about Brother Luo.”
“This is his phone.”
She raised the phone in her hand.
Jiang Kewei looked up too. Chen Luo’s phone… was actually with Su Panyue.
So their relationship was really that close?
“Brother Luo isn’t in a good state right now. I can’t share the details. But… I’ve decided to take the liberty of letting everyone see his social feed.”
“From elementary to middle school—nine years in total—Brother Luo posted 1,001 updates. And every single one… was about one person.”
Su Panyue glanced down at Jiang Kewei. Her gaze was complicated, with a hint of envy—but more than anything, it was cold.
She envied this girl for receiving all of Chen Luo’s love.
And she hated her for treating the love Su Panyue desperately wanted like garbage.
Brother Luo was such a good person. If even she couldn’t have him, why did Jiang Kewei get to take him for granted?
“Alright. I’ve unlocked Brother Luo’s feed.”
Su Panyue turned and walked out of Class 3.
That class no longer had a place for her. She didn’t want to stay a minute longer.
Coincidentally, it was Friday. After school, everyone went home with no homework burden.
The moment they got their phones, the first thing they all did was open Chen Luo’s feed.
Just as Su Panyue had said, from 2001 to 2010, Chen Luo had posted 1,001 updates.
Each one had a timestamp, like diary entries.
September 1, 2001
Weiwei, today you finally smiled at me. You have no idea how happy that made me. You said you really liked the iPhone 2 I gave you. Since you like it, I’ll buy you every new model that comes out, okay?