Chapter 602 Love is probably just that magical
The step wasn't too high; Bai Qingxia's nose was just level with Lu Yuanqiu's. The girl's breath carried a familiar fragrance. She stared directly into Lu Yuanqiu's eyes, but quickly turned her head away shyly, presenting her beautiful profile to Lu Yuanqiu's cheek.

Lu Yuanqiu pulled the braid off her shoulder, revealing her snow-white neck. "Why are you turning your head to the side? Are you afraid I'll kiss you?" He smiled and tilted his head to follow Bai Qingxia's face, whispering a question to her. Bai Qingxia lowered her head shyly, her forehead almost bumping into Lu Yuanqiu's nose.

Seeing her lower her head, Lu Yuanqiu also lowered his head.

Xiaxia doesn't want me to see her face, but I insist on seeing it.

The two were very close, their lower abdomens pressed together. Bai Qingxia's slender waist was bound, leaving her nowhere to hide. She could only mutter softly, "Don't look at me." Then she quickly hugged Lu Yuanqiu's back, deliberately avoiding his gaze. She quickly rested her chin on Lu Yuanqiu's shoulder, refusing to meet his eyes.

"Hahaha." Seeing that she was too embarrassed to say a word, Lu Yuanqiu laughed and put his chin on her shoulder.

Bai Qingxia had a slender waist and a soft body, with a very obvious S-curve outline on her lower back. However, Lu Yuanqiu did not touch the undulating area below her waist too much. He simply wrapped his arms around her waist and did the most ordinary couple's hugging.

Lu Yuanqiu closed his eyes happily, inhaling the fragrance emanating from Bai Qingxia's neck. He and Bai Qingxia hugged each other, their movements synchronized as they tiptoed to the left and right.

The two swayed gently on the steps, feeling as if they could hold each other for a lifetime without ever getting tired of it.

"My dear Xiaxia~ my dear Xiaxia~" Lu Yuanqiu murmured as if in a dream.

"Why are not you talking?"

The girl's sweet, cloying voice sounded in my ear: "What are you saying..."

"Just say anything, like, I like Qiuqiu the most."

"I hate Lu Yuanqiu the most."

"Huh?!" Upon hearing this, Lu Yuanqiu tilted his head slightly, brought his mouth close to her ear, and said in a huff, "Not calling me Qiuqiu is one thing, but you also hate me? Then I hate Bai Qingxia too."

"No..." Bai Qingxia whispered in Lu Yuanqiu's ear, her tone carrying a hint of dissatisfaction.

Lu Yuanqiu smiled again.

He continued to rest his chin on Bai Qingxia's shoulder, turning his head to look at the rows of meat dumplings tied together by invisible threads downstairs in the dormitory. He hadn't understood before what was so great about hugging them every day, but now he did.

I understand completely.

They are embracing their own youth, their youth that is almost over. What is youth like? Youth is soft and sweet.

Five minutes later, he stood downstairs at the girls' dormitory and watched Bai Qingxia run into the dormitory. It was more like she was running away than running, but in Lu Yuanqiu's eyes, her flustered and shy figure was still as beautiful as a fairy running through a flower garden.

In room 306, Bai Qingxia quickly entered the dormitory. Chi Caocao, who was sitting at her desk, turned her head and saw Bai Qingxia reaching into the bookshelf to look for something.

"Why are you so late coming back?" Chi Caocao asked.

Wei Zhiyu and Azhen also turned around to look. Wei Zhiyu still had a crooked white face mask on her face.

Bai Qingxia, holding a stack of calligraphy practice books, replied with a flushed face, "I..."

She couldn't think of an excuse for a moment, so she could only change the subject by saying, "I'm going downstairs to deliver something."

When Lu Yuanqiu saw Bai Qingxia come out carrying calligraphy practice books, he quickly reached out and took them, exclaiming in surprise, "Why did you buy so many?"

Bai Qingxia replied, "It's on sale, buy ten get ten free. I bought them because I thought your handwriting is ugly."

"Alright then." Lu Yuanqiu nodded.

Bai Qingxia earnestly instructed, "You must finish practicing, don't waste it."

"Xiaxia bought it for me, so it definitely won't go to waste," Lu Yuanqiu said with a smile.

Bai Qingxia stood there, her hands clenched. Dressed in a light blue dress, she was serene and beautiful. She looked at Lu Yuanqiu, raised her right hand, and waved slightly, saying, "Bye-bye."

Lu Yuanqiu: "Bye-bye."

The two looked at each other, but neither of them made a move to turn and leave after they finished speaking.

Bai Qingxia laughed first: "Why...why aren't you leaving?"

Lu Yuanqiu replied, "I plan to watch you go upstairs before I leave."

The word "me too" reached Bai Qingxia's lips, but she didn't say it. She also planned to watch Lu Yuanqiu's departing figure until she could no longer see him before turning around and going upstairs.

"Alright then," she muttered softly, then turned and headed towards the stairs.

When she reached the top of the stairs, Bai Qingxia looked back, raised her right hand again and waved slightly, mouthing "bye-bye," before quickly climbing the stairs. Her footsteps were loud, and Lu Yuanqiu could only see the light blue hem of her skirt floating on the stairs and her slender legs covered in white lace socks.

He turned around contentedly, carrying his calligraphy practice book, and headed towards the men's dormitory.

There are some small things that Lu Yuanqiu actually disdains to do, like practicing calligraphy. He never thought it mattered if his handwriting was ugly, but he would also think that perhaps his soul had been too barren in the past, and Bai Qingxia's love was like a sweet spring that nourished his parched soul. From then on, he would appreciate flowers and grass with his heart, and discover the beauty and meaning that he would not have noticed in ordinary things. Any small things that he disdained to do were also given value to do.

Love is probably just that magical.

"Da la da la~"

Lu Yuanqiu lightly jumped down the steps, holding the calligraphy practice book in his hands.

At the entrance to the second-floor hallway, a girl in a light blue dress crouched down and secretly observed the boy's departing figure through the floor-to-ceiling window. The scene reflected in her beautiful eyes was clear and lovely.

……

"We're here, young man," the driver said, turning back to Zhong Jincheng.

"Young man?"

"Huh?! Oh, how much?" Zhong Jincheng, who was resting by the window, suddenly woke up, wiped his mouth, and asked the driver.

The taxi ride took a full hour and a half, and he was practically snoring away.

After paying the fare, Zhong Jincheng stood at the entrance of the residential area, looking around at the surroundings. He took out his phone and sent a message to Luo Wei.

Ten minutes later, a figure jogged over from the west side of the residential area. Zhong Jincheng immediately went to meet him, put his phone in his pocket, and said to Luo Wei with a mournful tone, "We started evening self-study today, so I'm only getting here now."

"It's okay, you don't have class tomorrow morning anyway."

Luo Wei smiled and tiptoed forward to kiss Zhong Jincheng, then pulled him toward the building on the west side.

Zhong Jincheng observed Luo Wei's outfit from behind. She wore a light blue shirt and a black A-line skirt. He had never seen Luo Wei wear this outfit before; it must have been bought for work.

"You didn't just get back from work this late, did you?"

"Yeah, my boss gave me a lot of tasks, so I worked overtime for a while. I was just eating when you messaged me."

(End of this chapter)

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