The Popular Boy’s Little Fairy

Chapter 13: Gulf

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Shen Qinghuan sipmly stared at Lu Ziheng. She was dazed for a moment before obediently responding with her address.

To Shen Qinghuan’s surprise, Lu Ziheng brought her to the parking area for the city electric scooters at the fastest speed possible.

He then took a two dollar coin out from his pocket, placing it in the palm of the young girl who had yet to process the situation.

He explained to Shen Qinghuan that he could not conduct mobile payments through his phone. However, this delay had been caused by his mistake and he would not allow Shen Qinghuan to pay for it.

Although he had never driven one of these electric scooters, he had seen others do it.

Additionally, Lu Ziheng was also very knowledgeable when it came to the roads in the city.

On this summer evening, Shen Qinghuan sat behind Lu Ziheng and breathed in the familiar scent of mint.

It was likely for the sake of dispersing the awkward atmosphere, but Lu Ziheng began humming the pop music that had been playing in one of the shops they passed by.

Shen Qinghuan softly murmured the name of an old song she wanted to hear – Chi Ling.

Even though, Lu Ziheng did not respond verbally, he quickly began humming the song she requested.

The people beneath the stage are now strangers, while those above sing heart-breaking songs of farewell.

These indescribable feelings can only be expressed through sacrifice. When this play finally ends, who will be left?

…

As the boy sang, Shen Qinghuan suddenly recalled a memory from her previous life. Back then, Lu Ziheng had stood on A School’s stage in his performance outfit to sing this song.

At the time, he had declared in front of the entire school that he was willing to give up his dreams for her.

However, Shen Qinghuan had rejected him for the sake of Shen Huaibei and Li Xiaojie. She had thoroughly left his heart frozen cold.

After turning around the corner, the scooter came to an abrupt stop and brought Shen Qinghuan back to the present.

Thankfully, she now had the opportunity to make up for everything.

Despite knowing the Shen family’s wealthy background, it was only when Lu Ziheng drove past the vibrant city lights to enter rows of villas in a residential area that he realised how poorly he fit in.

The two of them were individuals who belonged to different worlds.

Although they occasionally interacted, he was only an unremarkable little pebble in her life. The ripples he made on the surface of her metaphorical heart were bound to settle with time.

Lu Ziheng took in the traditional-looking home. To live in such a place in the wealthy city centre meant that her family had been wealthy since generations ago.

In comparison…

Perhaps he would remain in poverty for the rest of his life, and no amount of hard work could make the alternative a certainty.

Lu Ziheng had abruptly come to a stop, causing Shen Qinghuan, who was unprepared, to bump into his slender back.

She rubbed the red mark on her forehead and heard Lu Ziheng speaking up in front of her: “You have two more minutes. Hurry in!”

“En. Thank you.” Shen Qinghuan jumped off the scooter. It was only after the girl had scanned her face for entry that Lu Ziheng recalled her phone was still with him.

Under the moonlight, he took in her purple phone. Next to it was his ‘brick of coal’ that Qin Muzhi had previously joked about. If he recalled well, this was a less extravagant option released last year. Still, if he tried to purchase it now, it would cost him more than a thousand five hundred dollars.

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Lu Ziheng suddenly felt extremely upset in his heart.

Even so, his upset feelings did not only stem from the immense gap between their wealths. Instead, it arrived from this thought: Shen Qinghuan had been born with a golden spoon in her mouth. Even if Lu Ziheng spent his entire lifetime and all of his hard work pursuing her, he might not ever reach her.

Although the two of them had stood side-by-side earlier, their extravagant surroundings seemed to have forced a gulf to form between them. One that was impossible to overcome.

People often mentioned that the world of the wealthy was one that commoners could not envision.

Lu Ziheng could not envision it, nor did he dare to.