You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

So Su Qinghe endured the soreness all over her body and sat back on the bed, cross-legged and hugged the cherry blossom pink notebook to her chest.

Then I dug out a set of colored pens that I bought yesterday, chose a pen in my favorite color, unscrewed the cap, and prepared to draw in my journal.

Before she started writing, she tilted her head and thought for a moment, then drew a big heart in the center of the first page with a red pen.

As for the drawing skills... well, you can only tell it's a heart shape.

But at least I was very satisfied with the drawing.

Then, right in the center of the heart, she carefully wrote a line of words with a pink pen—

"Day 2 with A-Che".

After finishing writing, Su Qinghe drew a circle of small stars around the heart. Although the stars were drawn crookedly, as she said, she thought they looked good, so that was enough.

Then, in the blank space below the heart, she continued writing—

"Today is my second day as A-Che's girlfriend."

"We did so many things yesterday: we went shopping, bought matching outfits, and took photos together."

"We ate a lot of delicious food tonight, and even after we got home..."

As she wrote this, Su Qinghe stopped writing, her cheeks flushing uncontrollably.

She hesitated for two seconds, but ultimately replaced the last sentence with a row of little hearts.

Anyway, as long as she knows what it means, that's fine.

As Su Qinghe was lying on the bed, engrossed in coloring her journal, she heard soft footsteps at the bedroom door.

Jiang Che walked in carrying a glass of warm water, originally intending to wake her up for breakfast.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Su Qinghe sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a pink watercolor pen in her hand, her head down, drawing something in her notebook.

His tongue peeked out from the corner of his mouth, as if he were extremely focused.

Jiang Che placed the water glass on the bedside table, then bent down, peeked over Su Qinghe's shoulder, and glanced at the notebook.

"Day 2 with A-Che".

Next to it is a crooked heart and a circle of even crooked little stars.

Jiang Che's lips twitched slightly.

"Are you... really planning to keep a record every day?"

Su Qinghe was startled by his suddenly leaning head and quickly covered the contents of the notebook with her hand.

But it was clearly too late.

"How much did you see!"

"I saw a heart and several rows of small stars."

"Is that really all you saw?"

"real."

Su Qinghe stared at him for two seconds with some doubt, and only relaxed slightly after confirming that he probably hadn't seen the row of alternative little hearts below.

But she answered Jiang Che's first question with confidence and conviction.

"Of course I'll write it down every day!" Su Qinghe nodded vigorously. "I'll keep writing it down until the 30,000th day!"

Jiang Che was stunned for a moment. The 30,000th day?

He subconsciously did a quick mental calculation: 30,000 days, divided by 365...

Around 1982...?

In other words, does this girl intend to remember this until she dies?

Jiang Che looked at Su Qinghe's matter-of-fact little face, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curved up.

He didn't refute or tease her; he simply reached out and gently ruffled her hair.

"Okay, then keep it up until the 30,000th day."

Su Qinghe's hair was all messed up by his ruffling, but her eyes were smiling and her face said, "I knew you would agree."

Jiang Che withdrew his hand and his gaze fell on the sky-blue notebook on the bedside table.

He picked up the notebook, then randomly grabbed a black pen from Su Qinghe's colored pen box, and leaned against the headboard, turning to the first page.

Su Qinghe's eyes immediately lit up, and she crawled over on her knees, resting her head on Jiang Che's shoulder and craning her neck to see what he was writing.

"Don't peek!" Jiang Che raised his elbow to block the view.

"Why should I?! You were peeking at me just now!"

"I wasn't peeping, I just happened to be passing by."

"...You're kidding me."

Su Qinghe pouted, but still obediently turned around and continued drawing in her journal with her back to him.

The two sat leaning against each other on the bed, one holding a pink watercolor pen drawing crooked little stars, and the other holding a black ballpoint pen writing something unreadable.

After about ten minutes, Jiang Che put down his pen.

"It's finished."

Su Qinghe quickly finished, adding a few more little hearts after the last line of text, then capped the pen and turned around excitedly.

"I'm all better now! Let's swap!"

The two of them handed over their notebooks at the same time.

Su Qinghe couldn't wait to open Jiang Che's sky-blue notebook.

The first page had no hearts, no stars, no fancy decorations. It simply contained a few lines of text written in clean, crisp handwriting.

"Day 2".

"She said she wanted to keep track until the 30,000th day."

"Then I'll stay with her until the 30,000th day."

Just these three lines.

Simple and clean.

But Su Qinghe stared at those three lines of text for a very long time, so long that her vision began to blur.

She sniffed hard, then clutched the ledger tightly to her chest and muttered something under her breath.

"Jiang Che, you're so annoying... You always make me cry..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she threw herself into Jiang Che's arms and then unceremoniously wiped all her tears on Jiang Che's clothes.

Jiang Che naturally wouldn't be disgusted by his girlfriend's tears. He first patted her head to comfort her before looking down and flipping through her cherry blossom pink journal.

When he saw that crooked heart, the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

When he saw the row of little hearts below the heart that were used to represent certain indescribable content, he almost burst out laughing.

But in order to preserve the last shred of dignity that Su had left, he suppressed his smile.

"It's drawn quite well."

Su Qinghe glanced at him with a hint of disbelief. "Really?"

"It really has soul."

"I practiced that heart shape for ages!" Su Qinghe immediately perked up, leaning over to point to the heart-shaped pattern in the notebook. "Look at the curve, isn't it perfectly round?"

Jiang Che looked at the heart that couldn't be described as round no matter how you looked at it, and nodded seriously.

"Yes, it's very round."

Su Qinghe was satisfied.

……

After breakfast, the two of them leaned back on the sofa, a little bored, and scrolled through their phones.

Su Qinghe swiped the screen with her right hand, and unconsciously reached out with her left hand to wrap around Jiang Che's arm, hanging on him like a koala.

There's still quite a while until the college entrance exam results are released; this period isn't too long, but it's not too short either.

Jiang Che flipped through the travel guides on his phone and casually asked, "How about we take advantage of this time to go on a trip? Didn't we say we wanted to go to the beach? I saw a nice resort in Atlanta with really good reviews."

Su Qinghe leaned her head on his shoulder, and after hearing these words, she was stunned for a moment. Instead of showing excitement, she buried her face even deeper.

"Um...actually..."