The Most Majestic you

Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Part 1

"No!" She instinctively denied.

Xu Jimo then spread open the tissue to cover the lower half of her face and stared at her eyes. "Really?"

Qianxi, with only a pair of eyes revealing, nodded forcefully. "But why cover my face?"

Xu Jimo put the tissue next to her hand. "Because eyes do not lie."

Qianxi didn't pick up the tissue, she simply lifted her arm and hastily wiped her face. She turned her head around to calm herself down enough to recover her normal facial expression. "Ok, it's ok now."

Her face had turned red from crying and her eyes were bloodshot, but she still had smile on her face.

It was probably bad timing for him to make this trip, yet it might also be the right time.

Xu Jimo crumbled the tissue with his fingers making rustling noise.

Finally, he said. "Then let's go."

"En." She nodded.

But in the end they didn't go because Qianxi's cell rang.

"Excuse me. One moment."

She picked up the phone and switched to English automatically. Her tone was polite, intonation was steady. The very last time Xu Jimo had any contact with English was when he took the CET6 (College English Test) in his freshman year. He had already forgotten most of it. He could barely make anything out of Qianxi's fluent conversation, that contained complex terms, about her plan to study abroad.

As the conversation went on, the glow on Qianxi's face started to dim gradually. In the end, she was simply listening. She bent her head so low that he couldn't see her face. Then, she hopelessly begged. "Please give me another chance."

But from the sound of the whimper, she must have failed.

This phone call lasted for a full half an hour.

After Qianxi hung up the phone, she nearly forgot what she was doing before the phone call. She looked around absent-mindedly and was startled to see Xu Jimo sitting nearby. "You haven't left?"

He smiled. "Finished?"

"Uhm."

Xu Jimo carefully looked her over------though she seemed still moody, at least she wasn't crying and her expression was calmer than a while ago. Shouldn't it be a very important issue for her to spend half an hour begging piteously?

Did it not matter to her that she had failed?

Qianxi observed his countenance, then shook her cell like nothing had happened to her. "Are you curious about this?"

He admitted it silently, but didn't ask.

She curled her lips and told him plainly. "That's the professor of my dream school in America. He really liked me during the interview and welcomed me to work at his laboratory with great vigor. But it's no use now, because my parents rejected the university's offer for me and it's already passed the deadline. I emailed him asking for help. I hoped he could reverse it, but he said that there's nothing he can do now."

"I didn't have much hope going in, so it's not worth feeling bad about." She lowered her head as she scratched the cell screen lightly back and forth with her finger nail.

She raised her head to look at him after a while. "I'm sorry. I'm going to resign from Yinyuan soon, I'm afraid that I can't help you with anything. I should have told you earlier, but I was a little disoriented just now. I've kept you waiting for so long. I'm sorry."