Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

Chapter 1290 - 855: Water Cup_2

"Jiang Nian took a glance, then turned back and looked again.""Fuck, we really can’t let the Youth League secretary hear that." Da Chao said, "Otherwise he’ll fuck us up."

"For real." Yang Jingfan usually didn’t join in on this kind of topic, but even he couldn’t help agreeing.

Speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrives.

Deng Yi sent Da Chao a message, asked a few things about the class, then suddenly changed the subject to the mixer.

"How about a dorm mixer tomorrow?"

"Sure." Da Chao was the dorm leader and felt duty‑bound to help his three roommates find girlfriends in college.

He’d become pessimistic about his female classmates from high school too; if things looked off, he’d just bail early.

Suddenly, Deng Yi called with a voice chat.

Connected.

"Hey, then all of your dorm has to come, okay!" Deng Yi’s voice was crisp, with an excited lilt.

"Can we be one short?" Da Chao stammered, "Jiang Nian, he... he hasn’t come back yet."

Hearing this, there was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

"That’s fine."

"Then let’s agree on a time tomorrow." Deng Yi said, "We’ll leave it at that, talk tomorrow."

Beep~~!

.....

Late at night.

Jiang Nian had no idea there was going to be a dorm mixer; he was busy making money. Watching the coins pop out like crazy on the screen was just satisfying.

Even if he knew, he wouldn’t go.

He wasn’t into women.

The most well‑behaved in the dorm, Yang Jingfan, would still occasionally watch porn, but ever since Jiang Nian started college, he hadn’t watched at all.

That was enough to prove how firm his willpower was.

Up in the loft, Xu Shuang held a cup of hot water, taking small sips as she looked around this tiny space.

"Is there anyone living next door?"

"No, it’s empty." Jiang Nian was downstairs, still staring at the computer. "It’s already November, no one’s renting anymore."

Mainly the price. If you don’t really need it, you wouldn’t rent this.

The landlord wouldn’t voluntarily lower the price either; after all, the eighteenth floor was a high floor and a hot pick for rentals.

"Oh, then that’s actually pretty nice." Xu Shuang pressed down on the bed; it felt pretty solid and didn’t make a sound.

She bent over and saw there were shock‑absorbing pads underneath.

It was quiet downstairs.

Only the clicks of the mouse could be heard. Jiang Nian seemed not to have showered yet—was he really planning to pull an all‑nighter?

While Xu Shuang’s thoughts were running wild, the sound downstairs stopped. After a while, she heard the bathroom door slide open.

Okay, he went to shower.

She pursed her lips and flopped back with a thump, lying straight down from the edge of the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

She closed her eyes and scenes from the past year flashed quickly through her mind. The whole year had been blurry, like a dream.

All Xu Yuanshan’s fault. She couldn’t keep indulging him.

Not long after, there was a rush of water. The bathroom door slid open again, then Jiang Nian’s footsteps sounded.

The whirring of a hair dryer. For some reason, after a few seconds, the sound suddenly stopped.

Then, only the tiniest sounds remained.

With a click, the light went out.

Xu Shuang opened her eyes, stared blankly for a bit, then stood up. She walked to the edge of the loft and looked down.

"Why’d you stop drying?"

Downstairs, Jiang Nian was a little stunned too.

"You’re not asleep?"

"No, just lay down for a while." Xu Shuang felt a bit embarrassed. "Turn on the light, you can keep drying."

Click, the light came back on.

Jiang Nian finished drying his hair in a few quick motions. He turned on the little nightlight and was about to make up the couch as a bed.

"You’re not coming up?" Xu Shuang was a bit taken aback.

Jiang Nian: "???"

His movements froze. He tilted his head up to look at the loft, face full of confusion. "Why would I go up?"

Hearing this, Xu Shuang’s face flushed red in an instant.

"It’s not really good for you to sleep on the couch."

"Ah....." Jiang Nian was awkward for a moment too. "It’s fine. I’m just roughing it for a day or two anyway."

"Oh." Xu Shuang felt a bit awkward, but she still went downstairs in her pajamas and sat on the edge of the couch.

Honestly, it was kind of awkward.

The atmosphere turned a little subtle.

Jiang Nian had no idea what she meant, so he simply sat on the couch too—and naturally glanced at her chest.

Auto‑aim was still on.

Just his luck, Xu Shuang caught it. She immediately turned her head away, lips pressed together, her shoulders trembling slightly.

She seemed to be laughing.

"You really got a thing for those?" she asked, her voice laced with teasing—and maybe a little happiness?

"Ahem, yeah." Jiang Nian admitted. "I’m not usually like this, and I don’t have the time to think about it."

"Mm, I know." Xu Shuang lightly swung her toes, her gaze falling on the crack in the wall not far away.

With her breathing, her chest rose and fell slightly.

She wasn’t calm inside, but her nerves weren’t so stretched anymore. She even started to enjoy this subtle atmosphere.

Until Jiang Nian stood up and said,

"You should probably go up and sleep. Get up early tomorrow and I’ll take you to walk around Lingyin Temple."

As soon as he finished, there was a smack.

He just felt a coolness on his hand—Xu Shuang had grabbed half his hand. "Talk with me for a bit."

....

Night, deep.

The room sank into darkness, only tiny sounds leaking out, along with long‑suppressed breaths.

Warm breath brushed across her collarbone, and in that instant Xu Shuang’s whole body felt like it had been shocked by electricity; she shivered.

"I....."

Hearing her, Jiang Nian’s movements stopped. In the darkness his eyes looked at her, but he didn’t ask anything.

If he spoke, the mood would vanish.

He wasn’t dead set on doing this; some things just naturally ran their course. If she had any objection, he’d just stop.

"Don’t... don’t stop."

Xu Shuang hugged Jiang Nian tightly, pressing his head down. She held him close, and the words on the tip of her tongue disappeared.

"The other side too....."

Jiang Nian was almost entirely silent the whole time, but he wasn’t distracted. Only in the gaps did he inevitably start wondering about one thing.

That money... could he still borrow it?

Whatever.

Man proposes, God disposes. Now that the relationship had shifted, it was actually harder to bring it up. He’d think of something later.

That’s what he said, but Jiang Nian’s heart still ached. Fuck, the duck that was already cooked just flew off!

The sponsor was fully responsible!

Xu Shuang was bleeding, and Jiang Nian’s heart was bleeding too. Xu Shuang’s mind was full of that dusty vase.

Jiang Nian’s head was full of the money flying away.

Towards the second half of the night, the living room light came on once more. The bathroom door slid open and shut a few times, then the light went out again.

Before long, dawn broke.

The next day.

Xu Shuang didn’t wake up until almost two in the afternoon. She stared blankly at the empty apartment for a few minutes before coming back to herself.

"I’m doomed."

As soon as she thought of last night, it felt like there were ants crawling all over her body—ashamed and regretful at the same time.

It just... happened, before she knew it.

Though, the overall experience was pretty good. Not as bad as she’d imagined... aside from the beginning being a bit torturous.

"Forget it, it was bound to happen sooner or later."

She patted her face, then headed down the stairs. After washing up in the bathroom, she suddenly felt very hungry.

Just then, she heard the sound of a key turning in the lock at the door.

"Hm?"

Jiang Nian pushed the door open, carrying takeout boxes. Seeing Xu Shuang standing there by the bathroom, stunned, he said, "You’re awake?"

"Mm..." Xu Shuang tried to act calm, but it was a bit of a front. "What time did you get up today?"

"A little after eight in the morning." he said.

Xu Shuang: "???"

"So you basically didn’t sleep?" She looked at him in surprise, trying to spot any trace of sleepiness on his face.

"I’m okay. Mainly I just couldn’t sleep." Jiang Nian put the food down. "You brushed your teeth? Eat first."

"Yeah."

Xu Shuang was wearing an oversized coat; the pajamas from last night were unusable now and were already in the washing machine.

"What’s in the other bag?"

"Your pajamas." Jiang Nian said. "When I went out this morning, I dropped them off at the dry cleaner."

"Oh." Xu Shuang’s face instantly turned red. She sat on the couch and started eating. "I have to go back to Beijing tonight."

"Did you... finish everything you needed to do?"

"Mm." Jiang Nian took out two disposable cups stuck together from the cabinet, ready to pour drinks.

"We’ve still got time this afternoon. We can go out and walk around."

"Okay." Xu Shuang glanced at the cups and almost involuntarily remembered that scene on the plane.

When the flight attendant came to collect the trays, Jiang Nian had stacked the two cups together. With a snap, he’d pressed them.

They fit perfectly, tight with no gaps.

"I’m... okay now, a lot better already." she said, but her face couldn’t help turning rosy again.

"Let’s go after we finish eating."

"Okay."