{"id":7859,"date":"2026-03-06T09:29:24","date_gmt":"2026-03-06T08:29:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=7859"},"modified":"2026-03-06T09:29:24","modified_gmt":"2026-03-06T08:29:24","slug":"a-love-struck-brain-is-nothing-in-the-face-of-melodrama-chapter-16","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2026\/03\/06\/a-love-struck-brain-is-nothing-in-the-face-of-melodrama-chapter-16\/","title":{"rendered":"A Love-Struck Brain Is Nothing In The Face Of Melodrama &#8211; Chapter 16"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">In the end, the truth about that night came out among the classmates.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">What they imagined was completely different from what actually happened. There were no embarrassing scenes or wild moments. What happened was simply a big misunderstanding: one student, caught in an argument with friends, was forcibly dragged into first class on a plane, then hauled to the foot of Mount Tai, alongside two very eccentric friends.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Although they were all envious of the first-class flight, going straight to climb Mount Tai afterward?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\">\u201c<span style=\"font-size: medium;\">&#8230;Isn\u2019t that just like a last meal before going to the execution ground?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Someone, perhaps a genius in the class, said this.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Once the rumors were cleared up, most of the class resumed normal eye contact with the trio.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Even though there were a lot of dramatic rumors online, it was easy to figure out that such events were highly unlikely in real life.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">So, the classmates mostly just laughed it off. Only the &#8220;Gossip Quartet&#8221; had expressions that were hard to explain.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">After the &#8220;wall-climbing incident,&#8221; these four self-proclaimed &#8220;truth-knowers&#8221; had naturally formed a small group dedicated to gossip.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Now, the members of this group all wore strangely unified expressions.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\">\u2014 <span style=\"font-size: medium;\">After all, jumping from a plot about the &#8220;sea of flowers&#8221; to a story of a youth full of elite families wasn\u2019t a good sign.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Zhao Xiaxia was now completely certain that the two transfer students\u2019 feelings for Ye Wangxing were far from simple\u2014at least, no normal friends would do such things.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Who in their right mind would have a fight with a friend, stay up all night, buy first-class tickets, drag someone to the foot of Mount Tai, make them hike until they were exhausted, and then only reconcile once the other person was too tired to argue?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Zhang Le and Li Jun were both nodding vigorously.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\">\u201c<span style=\"font-size: medium;\">In most situations, you just fight it out and be done with it. But to buy first-class tickets, drag the person to the foot of Mount Tai, and force them to hike? Okay, maybe that\u2019s something a rich kid would do, but if they couldn\u2019t make it halfway, and had to carry the person up\u2014\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Zhang Le and Li Jun exchanged a glance and shivered simultaneously.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">If it were them in that situation, they would have mocked the other person for being so weak, not even able to climb Mount Tai. Forget about the princess carry, they wouldn\u2019t even be able to help the person walk!<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Well, now the intentions of the two transfer students were pretty clear. The real question was, what did Ye Wangxing think about all this?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">It wasn\u2019t that the four of them had anything against same-sex relationships, but they were at a crucial stage with the upcoming college entrance exam. Plus, the road ahead was hard. If those two made things clear, Ye Wangxing could be really affected by it.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">The other three also nodded solemnly, their expressions serious, but their conversation was slowly veering off course.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">They went from discussing news about \u201cA Teenager\u2019s Grades Plummet After Two Same-Sex Friends Confess Their Love\u201d to youth pain literature, then to stories about the Green River campus, and finally, straight to a melodramatic soap opera involving wealthy families. By the time the bell rang for class, they were already debating how to subtly remind Ye Wangxing, in case the wealthy aunt tried to throw money at him, to make sure he stated it was a voluntary gift.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Class finally started, and they managed to calm down for a while. But as soon as the bell rang for break, they gathered again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">What no one noticed was that the other two main characters from the incident the day before had left the classroom.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Zhou Mu had heard about the events, but he didn\u2019t pay much attention, quickly pushing it aside. For him, Su Qing was far more important.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\">\u201c<span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Su Qing, why didn\u2019t you answer my calls last night? Do you know how many girls tried to get in touch with me? I turned them all down just to focus on calling you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Zhou Mu pulled Su Qing to a quieter spot and bombarded her with a series of questions. Su Qing, still groggy from the intense study session the night before, hadn\u2019t fully snapped out of her daze. Zhou Mu\u2019s barrage of questions made her come back to her senses.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">She coldly pushed Zhou Mu\u2019s hand away and said: &#8220;Then go date those girls who wanted to talk to you. You were quick to let go of my hand when we were at the academic affairs office, weren\u2019t you? My brother said I shouldn\u2019t date you. I even spoke up for you, and yet, how did you treat me?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she felt. Zhou Mu\u2019s reaction the day before had really humiliated her in front of her brother.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Even though she didn\u2019t want to lower her head in front of her brother or family, Zhou Mu couldn\u2019t just make her lose face like this.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Look at his performance. He got beaten so badly by his uncle, and within 5 minutes of entering the principal&#8217;s office, he yelled for a breakup. She didn\u2019t even say anything!<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Zhou Mu looked at Su Qing&#8217;s angry expression, feeling a little guilty. It was indeed him who had shouted for the breakup first, but wasn&#8217;t it an urgent matter that needed to be handled quickly?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Thinking of this, Zhou Mu regained his confidence.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">&#8220;&#8230;Su Qing, I really had no choice. My uncle really kicked the life out of me. If we don&#8217;t break up, I might really get beaten to death. Do you want me to die just to prove that I love you? Is this the kind of love you want?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Zhou Mu said this with a face full of disappointment.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Su Qing still turned her face away and didn&#8217;t look at him, but she bit her lower lip.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Zhou Mu&#8217;s words did make some sense to her. His uncle really seemed like the kind of person who would beat Zhou Mu to death. She didn&#8217;t want Zhou Mu to get hurt. If they discussed it properly, she might agree to a fake breakup.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">In the end, Su Qing softened. The words she originally wanted to say were stuck in her throat. After a long silence, she lightly said,<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">&#8220;Zhou Mu, I don&#8217;t think I can feel your love for me anymore.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">When Su Qing returned to her seat, no one around her noticed her. Although she felt a little awkward, she decided to focus on her studies, looking at the books on her desk.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Zhou Mu, on the other hand, had much more complicated thoughts. When he saw that no one paid attention to him coming back, his expression darkened. He wanted to explode, but the class bell rang, forcing him to swallow his anger.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">He still had big problems on his hands. He hadn\u2019t submitted his self-reflection paper yet. If he caused trouble now, even the principal wouldn&#8217;t be able to protect him.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Zhou Mu looked at the class teacher who walked in, and for the time being, he became quiet.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">The class teacher, however, brought them some good news.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">&#8220;Students, we are about to have the autumn sports meeting! I hope you all will relax during these few days, but remember to stay safe\u2026&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Zhou Mu\u2019s previously dimmed eyes immediately lit up.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">He was confident that he could win a place at the autumn sports meeting and prove his love to Su Qing.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Wasn\u2019t this what happened on the internet? Every time there was a sports meeting, it was his chance to shine, the kind of student who sat at the back of the class but would perform spectacularly. Last year, he had even earned a good position for the class.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">But when it came to wearing sports shoes, he wasn\u2019t too brave about getting close to other students.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Meanwhile, Ye Wangxing\u2019s gaze flickered without Zhou Mu noticing.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">A week later\u2026<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">At the opening ceremony of the autumn sports meeting.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">The students stood in rows at the center of the playground, staring wide-eyed at the seats around the city sports hall and the fully turned-on air conditioning.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">&#8220;Booking the whole city sports hall just for the school\u2019s sports meeting, and this kind of thing actually happened in real life\u2026&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">One student said, stunned, and the others nodded in agreement.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">&#8220;I can now feel the shock of the female protagonist in novels. Someone actually did this\u2026&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">&#8220;Is this sports hall really meant for us?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">The four members of the &#8220;eating melon&#8221; group looked at Ye Wangxing, who was also dumbfounded in the crowd, and the two people standing next to him who seemed normal, but had an aura that screamed &#8220;trying to take credit.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Jiang Yue, feeling the cold air behind her, mumbled,<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">&#8220;So this is what the legendary competition is like?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">She liked it!<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\">\u00a0<\/p>\r\n<p lang=\"en-US\" align=\"left\">\u00a0<\/p>\r\n<p>Support translation:<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.patreon.com\/bePatron?u=25191841\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"217\" height=\"51\" class=\"wp-image-338 lazyload\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/become_a_patron_button.png?resize=217%2C51\" alt=\"\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 217px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 217\/51;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/ko-fi.com\/lajnaa\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/kofi3-3.png?resize=185%2C47\" alt=\"This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is kofi3-3.png\" width=\"185\" height=\"47\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" class=\"lazyload\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 185px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 185\/47;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In the end, the truth about that night came out among the classmates. 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