Beyond the Mountain 1-5

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Chapter 1 Graduation

June in Yucheng was like a sauna, the air thick with heat, making everyone drowsy. Even
the horns of cars stuck in traffic sounded weak and listless.

The gates of G University were packed with taxis, drivers vying for passengers, creating a harmonious scene for a moment.

"Miss, where to? Take my car!"

"Young man, get in my car!"

It was reminiscent of the shouts at the gates of a prestigious academy during the Tang Dynasty: "Young master, come in and take a look!"

...

Of course, there were some differences between the two scenes.

A female student who had just stepped out of the school gate ignored the driver's enthusiastic greetings, instead frowning,
seemingly lost in thought.

The girl's hair was typical long, straight black, unadorned, draped over her shoulders. The blazing sun
beat down on her black hair, looking unbearably hot, but she didn't seem to care. Her face was already small, and with her hair
covering it, it seemed even smaller than a palm.

However, the girl's appearance wasn't strikingly beautiful. Her eyes weren't big, and her arched eyebrows made
her look somewhat plain. Aside from the bright red of her lips, there wasn't much to attract attention.

Song Yuqing had a headache. She was pondering something: when she received her graduation certificate,
she had absolutely no recollection of whether the girl next to her was in the same major as her…

yet the girl had suddenly invited her to some kind of "department social gathering." They'd already graduated, what was the point of a social gathering
…

She didn't really want to go, but for a recent graduate, unemployed, and short of money
, attending a few more social gatherings wouldn't be a bad thing.

What if some rich second-generation heir was looking for a girlfriend? Maybe she could even snag one.

Thinking of this, Song Yuqing's spirits lifted. She had to go; she couldn't miss any opportunity!

Without hesitation, she set off, intending to go home first to freshen up and put on a nice makeup.

"Yuqing! Where are you going!"

It was Miaomiao—Song Yuqing's roommate and best friend. Because they were both from Yucheng, the two of them
spent more time together. Their roommates from out of town wouldn't see each other during holidays, but they could still meet up
for shopping and bubble tea.

However, Miaomiao and Song Yuqing were completely different people. If Song Yuqing was a rose with thorns,
then Miaomiao was a lotus emerging from the water.

One was sociable but prickly; the other was innocent and fresh but slightly alluring.

"There's a social gathering tonight, wanna go?"

Song Yuqing really wanted to drag Miaomiao along, but she seemed to have a natural aversion to these kinds of occasions, and if nothing unexpected happened
, this time would be no different.

Sure enough—

"I think I'll pass, you should go home early tonight." Miaomiao touched her nose, avoiding her gaze.

Raising an eyebrow, shrugging, Song Yuqing sighed helplessly. She knew it!

"Okay then, how are you getting home?"

"My brother is picking me up." Miaomiao secretly glanced at Song Yuqing, observing her expression.

"Your brother? I… I'm leaving now!"

Song Yuqing immediately tucked her tail between her legs; she shouldn't have asked that question.

Watching Song Yuqing flee as hastily as if escaping a crime scene, Miao Miao laughed so hard she could barely stand up straight.

Speaking of her best friend and her brother, their connection was truly remarkable…

“Miao Miao!”

Just as she was lost in thought, someone called her from afar. Who else could it be but her brother?

“Brother—”

Actually, they weren't blood siblings, but half-siblings. Qi Zicheng's father and Miao Miao's father were comrades-in-arms.
During a mission, Qi Zicheng's father sacrificed himself protecting Miao Miao's father. Later, Miao Miao's family adopted Qi
Zicheng, and they became siblings.

However, Miao Miao and Qi Zicheng's relationship was even closer than that of biological siblings. No one would believe it, but Qi Zicheng often
stood up girls he had plans with to pick up his sister.

“Get in the car quickly, I'll take you to eat something delicious!”

This time was no different; just as he was leaving, the girl across the street almost splashed the red wine in his face,
luckily he ran fast enough.

"Hey, you didn't attend the ceremony? How are you going to get your diploma?"

"I had Liu Feiyang get it for me." Qi Zicheng said dismissively; he hated these formal occasions.

"Oh... guess who I was with just now?" Miao Miao decided to tease Qi Zicheng.

"Who?" Qi Zicheng asked as he turned the steering wheel around.

"Song Yuqing!"

Qi Zicheng's face immediately darkened. Miao Miao, seeing that she had achieved her goal, covered her mouth and laughed nonstop.

"Let's go home! We're not going to eat anything good!"

"No, brother, I'm sorry! Let's go, I've been wanting to eat at that steakhouse on East Street for so long..." Miao Miao
immediately started to whine; her whining was always her best weapon against Qi Zicheng.

Sure enough, the car obediently drove towards East Street.

Song Yuqing felt a moment of disappointment after returning home. Pale walls surrounded a small, square room, and the girl's wardrobe
took up a large portion of the space. There wasn't much decoration; a bed almost covered the entire floor. She wasn't very good at
cooking, so there were many instant noodle boxes piled up next to the induction cooker—convenient and easy.

Compared to others who had family waiting for them with hot meals served as soon as they got home, her house did feel
rather cold and empty.

It was less like a home and more like a house devoid of human warmth.

Song Yuqing patted her face. She'd lived like this for so many years; she was used to it
. What was she lamenting about?

She took out her makeup bag, opened the mirror, and saw her youthful face. She really was young, twenty-three years
old, her face full of collagen.

Song Yuqing had always wanted to buy a vanity table, but the money she earned from part-time jobs, after paying for her school fees, meant
she had to scrimp and save to buy cosmetics. Besides, her small room couldn't even fit a vanity
table.

Her makeup skills were fluent, probably because she often did makeup while working part-time at a KTV. She
would dip a powder brush into the powder, tap it twice in the air, and then apply it to her face.

She would brush her eyelashes in a "Z" shape to avoid clumping.

...

Song Yuqing had mastered these meticulous little techniques, and could even apply them flawlessly.

Soon, the girl in the mirror became alluring and mature, and sexy.

She loved her made-up self; it allowed her to fully armor herself, concealing all her vulnerability and preventing
anyone from seeing it.

Without makeup, Song Yuqing wasn't particularly striking; if she had to say anything, she had long legs and fair skin. As for
her face, it was the kind that wouldn't stand out in a crowd.

Today, she had chosen a dark red long dress, a bargain she had bought for Miao Miao's twentieth birthday party
. She had to give her friend face; this dress was the most expensive item in her entire wardrobe.

Song Yuqing had a vague feeling that she would meet someone special tonight. This feeling was strange, making her both
excited and nervous. She always felt this way when attending these kinds of social gatherings. But she usually encountered either
pot-bellied, sleazy-looking greasy uncles or arrogant, cocky young men.

But today's gathering was all university students; hopefully, none of those oddballs would be there…

With this expectation, Song Yuqing picked up her high-quality replica lambskin bag and walked out the door.
Chapter

Two: The Social Gathering

The evening in Yucheng was breathtakingly beautiful. The sky was like a newly woven blue brocade,
adorned with stars and the moon, clearly visible, gentle and enchanting. Countless men and women flocked to their favorite spots, enjoying
the city's irresistible nightlife.

The social gathering was held at a KTV on the eastern coastal road. It was said that the organizer was the student union president; since
it was the student union president, the number and quality of attendees would definitely be high. Song Yuqing was quite happy; at least she
was one of them. The girl mentioned today said that this social gathering isn't something just anyone can attend.

If you were nearby right now, you'd see a slender woman in a red dress, draped in starlight, stepping
through the door. She must be carrying some kind of hope, her steps light, as if she could wear high heels like flats
.

As soon as Song Yuqing entered the private room, she received many glances. She liked this feeling; it wasn't exactly being the center of attention
, but at least she was drawing attention.

Her makeup hadn't been a waste, judging from the reactions of others.

The private room was large, seemingly prepared specifically for such social gatherings; even with so many people, it didn't feel crowded.

"Hello, beautiful, are you alone?"

A blond guy with big curls was the first to approach her. Song Yuqing didn't find this type of guy appealing at all
; too flamboyant and somewhat arrogant.

"Yes," she replied indifferently, just the right amount of coldness without being too rude.

"Sit over there with me! I'm alone too."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone nearby started jeering, "Hey! Woohoo—"

Song Yuqing disliked this situation. Being blocked by a young boy, she wanted to leave quickly, but so many
jeering people were blocking her way.

Just as she was about to explode with anger, someone suddenly appeared beside her.

"Excuse me, I came with her."

The tone was polite, but it carried an undeniable air of rejection and possessiveness.

Song Yuqing turned her head and saw that familiar face. He wasn't looking at her, but staring intently at
the blond boy until the boy rolled his eyes and left before finally turning his gaze to her.

The boy's familiar gaze met hers. Actually, he was quite handsome; Song Yuqing had never
doubted that. His eyes were the kind of beautiful single eyelids; whenever he looked at her, an endless
depth of affection seemed to fill the air.

"What are you doing here?" Song Yuqing's first reaction upon regaining her senses was suspicion. She didn't remember this
person knowing their department's student council president; how did he end up here?

"Qi Zicheng told me," the boy said innocently, completely shifting the blame.

Qi Zicheng—

this guy, how could he hold a grudge like that! And she even brought him here to annoy her. Wait a minute—how did Qi Zicheng
know she was coming to the social event, and even know the location? It definitely couldn't have been Miao Miao who told him, and Miao Miao only knew
she was coming to the event, not where it was…

"Um… he's here too. He said he saw you at the entrance. He asked me to…" the boy stammered
. Actually, anyone could tell that while Qi Zicheng had indeed informed him, he also genuinely wanted to come himself.

"He told you to come, so you came!" Song Yuqing brushed him aside and walked to the sofa in the corner by herself.

This Liu Feiyang was really a headache. Although she was still single, this kind of guy was definitely not
her type.

But she genuinely enjoyed being pursued, so she never explicitly rejected him. It seems
she's been too lenient with him; he even had to come to events like this.

And that Qi Zicheng—wasn't it just that she accepted his advances for three days and then broke up with him? Why is she so
resentful? Ever since the breakup, he's been spreading rumors that she's a scumbag, constantly sending
her nasty texts.

It's strange, though; Liu Feiyang is clearly Qi Zicheng's good friend, so why does he like her? And Qi
Zicheng is even "helpfully" assisting her, always giving her bad advice, deliberately making things difficult for her.

"Don't be angry," Liu Feiyang stubbornly followed.

Unlike Qi Zicheng, Liu Feiyang always seemed so cautious, making Song Yuqing's punches feel like hitting
cotton—soft and utterly boring.

"I'm not angry. This is a social gathering. Go and see if there are any pretty girls!" Song Yuqing wanted to
get him out of there quickly; she was eager to find the best one!

"I'm not going." Liu Feiyang remained unfazed, no matter what Song Yuqing said, he
wouldn't leave.

Now, things are really messed up. She'd hoped to use this opportunity to make some friends, but with this iron-faced statue by her side,
who would want to approach her? Her plans are completely ruined.

"Please, can't you go hang out with Qi Zicheng?" Song Yuqing almost wanted to kneel before him
. How could this guy be so stubborn?

"There aren't any decent people here, let's go." Liu Feiyang was still trying to take her away.

Song Yuqing firmly shook her head; she wasn't going to leave! This exquisite makeup, this expensive dress—she couldn't have come
all this way for nothing.

"Why do you insist on going to a blind date?" He was very unhappy. Although he wasn't her boyfriend,
he liked girls coming to places like this and attending these kinds of parties; he couldn't

just stand by and watch. Liu Feiyang knew very well that Song Yuqing didn't like him. But he was infatuated with her and couldn't let go.
He also knew that her not rejecting him meant she was treating him like a backup plan, or even worse. She was probably just
enjoying the process.

But he just liked her. If he had to give a reason, it would be destiny. He had never
believed in destiny before, but after meeting her, he knew what it meant to be unable to control oneself.

"What's it to you!"

came the expected reply. Song Yuqing was always like this; she had never said anything like "Stop pursuing me,"
but her attitude was always one of rejection.

Everyone in the private room, holding their wine glasses, moved around, searching for their "prey." This was
the law of this society: find someone you like, not someone who likes you. Therefore, people who hit it off immediately were rare, if not
nonexistent.

Song Yuqing wanted to stand up and look for someone she liked, but as soon as she stood up, Liu Feiyang
stood up too. Undoubtedly, if she took another step forward, he would follow.

At this moment, Song Yuqing didn't like Liu Feiyang at all, at least that's what she thought. And in her eyes,
Liu Feiyang was an ordinary college graduate, just like her, without any income.
The person she liked wouldn't be like him, at least not him.
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