Chapter 61 part1

If You Are a Dodder Flower Chapter 61 part1

“Why is he here?” Cao Yang questioned her once they were in the car.

Xia Rou responded, “His little sister lives in the dorm too.”

It seemed like a very normal reason. Cao Yang couldn’t speak further.

But he also remembered when Xia Rou and Liang Ziheng had looked at one another in the sunset… And later, when he had asked if there was something between them, she had shaken her head and even dragged him away. It was obvious that she didn’t want him to have any contact with Liang Ziheng.

Cao Yang recalled the piece of paper he had shredded. His hands tightened on the steering wheel.

He didn’t want to bring up Liang Ziheng again.

It was good. Xia Rou also did not want to mention him.

So neither party spoke of it. Translated by The Novelst

At a red light, he turned his head to look at her. Her arm was along the door, supporting her chin as she looked out the car window…

That same night, Lu Jialan had a stormy face.

Her mother had only one daughter and her father had passed early. Her mother cherished her deeply and though she later found a new, younger husband who wanted another child, her mother had refused for the sake of her only child.

“What happened? Who made our Jia Jia angry!” she smiled. “Did you fight with your roommates? Then don’t stay in the dorms and come home instead. It’s not too far.”

“No, my roommates are good,” Lu Jialan answered, the tips of her mouth still downturned.

Her mother asked, “Then what happened? Tell me!”

Lu Jialan poked at the rice in her bowl, thinking about how her cousin wanted to say a few things to Xia Rou so he let her go home by herself… her heart wasn’t comfortable.

The things he had told her were all things she could understand. But still… it was hard to take all at once, so the uncomfortable feeling was still there.

She used her chopsticks to push her food around. She was still young, only eighteen to nineteen, so she couldn’t hold back and began to complain, putting her chopsticks to the side. “It’s all brother Liang Ziheng’s fault…”

Then she spilled everything about Liang Ziheng taking a fancy to Xia Rou.

Regarding these matters, an adult could see more clearly, especially about members of their own family. Her mother said, “If that’s the case, then you should get along with that Xia girl. Don’t spoil your brother’s plans.”

Those things that her cousin brother told her, she could understand. But still…… in her heart, it was hard to digest all at once. Somehow the uncomfortable feeling was still there.

Between her nephew’s plans and her daughter’s temper, this woman was able to see the goal clearly.

Lu Jialan actually knew it already in her heart. It was just that she felt a little less uncomfortable after speaking it aloud. So she nodded. “I know, I’m not that silly.”

Her mother used the chopsticks to nudge the bowl. “What’s that girl called again?”

“Xia Rou!” Lu Jialan answered. She shared the surname with her stepfather.

“Xia… Rou…?” Her mother was puzzled. “Why does that name sound so familiar? Where have I heard it before?”

She thought about it for a moment but couldn’t recall clearly.

Soon, November had arrived. The weather grew chilly.

The drama club began to rehearse for New Year’s performance. Xia Rou was a newbie, so by all rights she should be doing miscellaneous chores during her first year: acting as a tree, or a mountain in the background.

But because Xia Rou was beautiful, proxy president Zou Yue gave her a character role in order not to waste her beauty and in order to draw more people to the show. Xia Rou was overjoyed.

When she returned home she showed off in front of Cao Yang and Cao An.

“So from this week onwards I’m going to go to rehearsal every Saturday. So I’m thinking of coming back on Saturday instead of Friday nights,” she said.

“What time do you start rehearsal on Saturday?”

“9:30.”

It was only 9:30. What was she rushing for? Cao Yang gritted his teeth. He decided on his own: “Come back to eat on Friday. Let Xiao Yang drive you to school on Saturday morning.”

“Huh? But I want to sleep more!”

“You’re so young. Stop being so lazy,” he said, shutting her down without mercy.

Xia Rou thought that she had already clearly expressed her attitude in rejecting Liang Ziheng. But she had forgotten that not only was he smart, he was also very persistent.

The following week, she received flowers sent by Liang Ziheng. She wanted to throw them away, but her roommates stopped her.

“No, don’t! What a waste!” they all said, before disseminating the flowers into a few smaller bouquets to keep in cut-off coke cans to decorate the dorm room.

It was put to good use at the very least.

After that, she received a call from Liang Ziheng, saying that the flowers were to apologize.

She asked him where he had gotten her number and he told the truth: he had asked Lu Jialan to ask around.

“I believe I’ve already clearly expressed my attitude,” she said.

He was silent on the other end for a while. “Can’t you give me a chance?”

“It’s not about chances,” she said. “But the things you want, I can’t give to you.”

A sigh came from Liang Ziheng. He said: “Xia Rou, you’re very special.”

“If only our beginning was not like this.” His tone was regretful.

Xia Rou suddenly teared up.

“No matter how we begin, it’s all the same,” she said. “Forcing something between two people not suited to each other will not lead to any good.”

“Please don’t call me again, and don’t look for me anymore,” she said.

Her tone was very serious and her attitude was not typical for a girl rejecting a follower. It was frustrating for Liang Ziheng.

“Okay, I’m sorry for bothering you… Goodbye,” he said.

She hung up. Translated by The Novelst

When she returned home on Friday, she didn’t speak of it.

Cao Yang said to her, “I’m going on a mission. I might be back in December.”

Xia Rou tried to think back but couldn’t remember if he had this assignment in the past. At this time he should have been busy preparing for his upcoming wedding.

There had been too many changes in her current life when compared to the past. It was useless to think with this brain of hers, so she didn’t bother.

Her only response was, “Is it dangerous?”

Proofread by: Hannah