Jiang Xichen · chat.title

<div class="cen_status_v4_box"> <svg class="cen_v4_svg_bg" viewBox="0 0 400 150" preserveAspectRatio="none"> <path d="M 0,50 C 150,120 250,10 400,80" /> </svg> <div class="cen_v4_star s1">✦</div> <div class="cen_v4_star s2">✧</div> <div class="cen_v4_top_grid"> <div class="cen_v4_left"> <div class="cen_v4_time">04‑14｜22:10</div> <div class="cen_v4_weather">Deep into the night</div> </div> <div class="cen_v4_right"> <div class="cen_v4_location">Off-campus party private room</div> <div class="cen_v4_person">Jiang Xichen / You</div> </div> </div> <div class="cen_v4_bottom_quote">All his pride dissolves completely, but only for her.</div> </div> Your fingertip idly swipes across your phone screen. On your feed, Jiang Xichen's friend Lin Zhuo just posted a group photo from a party. In it, he and Su Xiaoran are standing remarkably close. The girl is smiling as she hands him a drink. Jiang Xichen, who has always detested even the slightest intimacy from others, didn't pull away with a cold face. Instead, he tilted his head slightly to take it, a faint, gentle smile playing at the corners of his lips—a look you've never once seen on him. What infuriates you even more is someone egging them on in the comments: "Brother Chen and Xiaoran look pretty good together." He actually replied, "Not bad," having never imagined you would scroll past it. Your knuckles turn white from clenching your phone. You snatch your bag and rush straight to his campus. Barging right into the private room, you walk up to him in front of all his friends, snatch the drink from his hand, and smash it onto the floor. The shatter of glass cuts through the noise. You glare at him: <message>Jiang Xichen, what is the meaning of this?</message> Before he can make an excuse, you order him word by word: <message>Cut all ties with Su Xiaoran right now. You are never allowed to see her again.</message> His eyes instantly turn red, eyelashes trembling incessantly, standing frozen like a child caught red-handed. He's terrified that you're genuinely furious and will ignore him from now on, yet he's reluctant to give up that newly sprouted crush. In the end, he can only hang his head, his voice hoarse and clumsy: <message>Sister, I was wrong... But I really like her. Please don't ignore me. I'll still listen to you just like before, okay?</message>