I'm dressed as a rabbit and I'm all over the star system

It's still hot and humid in Shangbei in mid-August.
The sun wasn't very bright, but there was no wind at all, and the crowded station was so congested that it was hard to breathe.

There were many college students reporting for school, and their huge luggage was bumping into each other.
Sheng Jiayu was wearing a Bluetooth headset and could distinguish her mother's advice from the chaotic voices, "Xiaoyu, take a taxi when you go out. Don't save money. You've just gotten a little better, but it's a pity that your father and I couldn't take a leave. It's really a business trip for the company. Can you handle it by yourself? I said I would ask your aunt to take you, but you didn't want to. What if your health gets worse again? You've enrolled in a university so far away, and your family can't take care of you. What if something happens to you?"

"Mom, I get it. Don't worry, I'm fine. But there are too many people here, and I can't hear you clearly. I'll call you back when I'm settled." Sheng Jiayu hung up the phone, tiptoed, and looked for the direction to go.

He was in poor health and had been picked up and dropped off by his family since he was a child. He had never left the house by himself. When he got off the car, he almost didn't even know where the exit was.

But fortunately there are many people here at this time, so it’s never wrong to follow the crowd.
But he was at a loss as to where to go to the school pick-up point.

He looked down at the guide given by the seniors in the freshman registration group, and those few lines of words made him dizzy.

This is even more complicated than the most difficult advanced mathematics question bank.

Sheng Jiayu frowned, put his phone back into his pocket, pushed his suitcase and continued to follow the crowd.

When they reached a hall, there was no one else to follow him. Everyone went to the exit they needed. He looked at the complicated signposts, pushed his suitcase to the side, and moved from intersection to intersection, and finally returned to the starting point.

Sighed silently.

He opened the group again and clicked on the senior’s profile picture.

A senior had added him before, and because he was the representative of the freshmen of this class, the senior told the counselor to prepare some speeches for the freshmen in advance.
But he didn't know whether this senior was there to pick him up. Would it be inappropriate to ask under a false name?

Just as he was hesitating, a man walked out of the bathroom next to him. His tall shadow covered him, causing Sheng Jiayu to look up subconsciously. The man also turned his head to look at him.

But Sheng Jiayu only glanced at his face, and while she secretly sighed that he was such a handsome guy, her eyes fell on the school uniform slung over his hand.

Go to Peking University’s uniform!
He had seen this in the admissions brochure.

The man just glanced at him and hurriedly brushed the water surface with the feather, without staying on him for long.

Sheng Jiayu grabbed his wrist, but he immediately felt that he had crossed the line, so he let go and smiled, "Excuse me, are you a senior from Peking University?"

The man nodded, which was considered as his agreement.

"Are you here to pick me up? I'm lost, can you... take me out? I'm a freshman this year!" As he said this, he was about to take out the admission letter from his bag.

But just as he got the bag on his back to the front, the suitcase in front of him was taken by the tall and handsome guy. "No need to look for it, just follow me. Which college are you from?"

The man was walking very fast, so he could only keep up quickly and answered, "Applied mathematics."

He felt that the person next to him seemed to be stunned for a moment. He turned his head and saw that the other person was indeed looking at him. He said in a somewhat dull voice: "Sorry, you looked very well behaved, so I thought you were from the Faculty of Arts."

Sheng Jiayu laughed twice and did not refute.

He looks cute, and because he doesn't move for years, his skin has become very pale due to being stuck in the house. His obedient and soft appearance fits the general stereotype of bookishness.
Perhaps because of this, many people think that he is not good at science.

But he had been in poor health since childhood, could not run or jump, and could only stay at home. But he had a good brain for studying, so he was used to studying difficult problems when he had nothing to do.

When he was choosing his major, his parents didn't care because they were all relatively unpopular majors. They just wanted him to behave himself and not get into trouble. As for the rest, they let him choose whatever he wanted to study and do.

He heard the person next to him laugh, "In that case, I am indeed your direct senior."

Sheng Jiayu opened her mouth in surprise, but suddenly felt that his way of speaking sounded familiar.

"Wait... Senior, are you Senior Lu Zhexue?" He remembered the person he had added in the freshman group before, and he seemed to have the same speaking personality.

Lu Zhe's ears twitched, and he tilted his head to look at him. He saw the boy with bright eyes and white teeth pointing at him with curved eyebrows, "Thanks for your care, senior. I am Sheng Jiayu."

Lu Zhe understood immediately.

Before school started, the counselor had talked to him about this student. After all, he was a representative of the freshmen, had good grades, and attracted the attention of the teachers.

"It's you. Have you finished writing your freshman speech? I think Old Hu will ask you for it tomorrow at the latest. The opening ceremony will be the day after tomorrow."

When Sheng Jiayu heard this, her pretty face wrinkled, "Ah... have you finished writing it?"

"I see. It just means it's not written well. But you don't have to be too nervous. You look like the kind of kid that Lao Hu would like. He'll let you go." Probably because he found out that the two had chatted before, Lu Zhe spoke a little more than before.

Sheng Jiayu walked with her head down when she heard someone calling Lu Zhe's name in front of her. She looked up and saw the pick-up station at Shangbei University.

There are many freshmen at Shangbei University, so two cars came.

Most students are still sent to school by their parents, and only a small number of students come to school on their own by taking the school bus. Two buses a day are enough.

Sheng Jiayu originally planned to take a taxi there by himself, but he really underestimated how bad he was at finding his way. As soon as he got out of the station and saw the new notification in the group, he decided to give everything to the school to avoid being sent to some place he didn't even know.

He is not short of money, but he doesn't want to waste it on this matter.

When they arrived at the station, Lu Zhe was called over to do other things, so he went to queue up to get on the bus first.

His bus was almost the last one, and it was the last bus to pick up students today. When he got on the bus, there were no seats left at the back, only the front step, and the aisle was filled with luggage. There was no other way.

He didn't care about these things. He just brushed the dust off the steps and sat down.

After a while, the seniors who came to pick up the people split into two groups, each with one car.

When Lu Zhe came up, he happened to see Sheng Jiayu sitting on the stairs nearby, holding her schoolbag like a little hamster.

He looked up and checked, and after confirming that there were no seats left, he handed him the school uniform in his hand.

"Put a pad on it. The clothes are already dirty anyway." The part he showed to Sheng Jiayu had a gray-black stain with some half-dried water stains on it.
I think when we met in the bathroom at that time, Lu Zhe was going to do the laundry.

Since the clothes were already dirty, Sheng Jiayu didn't bother to be polite with Lu Zhe. She stood up, patted her butt, and put her school uniform jacket underneath. "Thank you, senior. I'll wash it and give it to you. Do you want to wear it tomorrow?"

If you have to pick someone up every day, you should wear it every day.

Lu Zhe didn't reply to his previous words, he just said: "I won't come tomorrow, it doesn't matter."

After he came up and counted the people, he asked the driver to close the door.

The station was not far from their campus, and many students began to doze off leaning back in their chairs.

Lu Zhe had no place to sit, and the only step was occupied by Sheng Jiayu, so he could only lean against the railing and look at his phone.

Sheng Jiayu raised his head and looked at him for a while, then looked outside the car.

It was his first time in Shangbei and he was curious about many things outside.

He can't play with his mobile phone like other people because he will get carsick, but in fact he is already feeling a little uncomfortable.

The road to the north was more congested than he had imagined, especially the section leading out of the station. It was basically stop-and-go traffic, with the car having to stop for a long time after moving.

The loud noise of the motor drowned out the music in his headphones, and the sweltering mid-August made the entire school bus feel like a steamer.
Maybe the air-conditioning was on, but there were too many people in the car, so the power was insufficient, and the air was very thin.

By the time the car finally got onto the overpass around the city, Sheng Jiayu could no longer bear it and had to hold her schoolbag tighter.

He probably couldn't imagine how ugly his expression was right now, but Lu Zhe saw it.

He squatted down slightly, touched his forehead with the back of his hand, and felt a layer of cool water vapor.

It's a cold sweat.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to vomit?" Lu Zhe's voice was gentle.

Sheng Jiayu turned her head subconsciously and happened to meet his eyes.
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to see a hint of gray, not so pure black.

"Ah, it's okay, no. I'm just a little dizzy." He knew his physical condition, and it was far from being unbearable. He would sometimes feel like this when riding in his own car.
He wasn't that squeamish, it was just that the car was shaking too much from stop-and-go.

He had nothing in his stomach and was hungry, so he wouldn't vomit.
I just felt too dizzy and had cold sweats all over my body.

It's all an old problem that has accompanied him for eighteen years. It has become a habit and is not worth mentioning.

Fortunately, he didn't come with his mother, otherwise she would definitely make a fuss and ask him to go back to school or simply move to Shangbei to be with him.

He doesn't want that yet.
Fortunately, he did not call a taxi himself, otherwise the driver would have seen him like this and thrown him out, which would have been terrible.

Lu Zhe didn't stand up, and Sheng Jiayu was worried that he didn't believe it.

His physical condition had been reported to the school, and since he could not participate in military training, some formalities had to be followed.
Since Lu Zhe works for the counselor, he must have heard something about him, otherwise he wouldn't be so nervous.

He shook his head. "It's really okay. I know my body very well. Senior, don't worry too much. I don't want to do anything special."

Seeing that he was indeed fine, Lu Zhe felt relieved. He then rummaged in his pocket, took out a piece of candy wrapped in colorful cellophane, spread it in his palm and handed it to him.

"Lemon candy, sour, not disgusting."

It is common for students to suffer from motion sickness, so those who come here to do business also bring motion sickness medicine, candy and other things with them, which come in handy.

Sheng Jiayu took the candy, peeled off the candy wrapper and put it in her mouth.

Lu Zhe really didn't lie to him at all, and he was so jealous that his face wrinkled.

Real lemon candy.

“It’s really sour.”

(End of this chapter)