On the first day of school, the school beauty in black stockings took me to a hotel.

Applause, cheers, and whistles erupted instantly.

"Awesome!"

"You sang so well!"

"One more song!"

"Does this handsome guy have a girlfriend?"

Liu Yu put down his guitar, bowed slightly to the audience, and then returned the guitar to the lead singer.

The lead singer patted him on the shoulder forcefully: "Dude, you sang amazingly! You're a professionally trained musician!"

"No, it's just a hobby."

"You're incredibly talented! How about joining our band? We're looking for a lead singer."

"Thank you, but I'm studying at a university in northern Beijing and I'm only back for vacation."

"It's a pity," the lead singer shook his head, "but thank you for singing and supporting us."

Liu Yu smiled and turned to walk towards Su Wanqing.

The surrounding audience automatically made way for them, and all eyes were on the couple.

"A perfect match..."

"This girl is pretty too..."

"They're such a perfect match, like something out of an idol drama..."

Liu Yu walked up to Su Wanqing, extended his hand, and Su Wanqing placed her hand in his, their fingers intertwined.

Amidst the envious gazes of the crowd, they turned and left, slowly walking away along the city wall.

Behind them, the band began playing the next song, gradually drawing the audience's attention back.

After walking quite a distance, until the music gradually faded, Liu Yu finally spoke: "How was it? Are you satisfied now?"

Su Wanqing nodded vigorously: "Satisfied! Extremely satisfied!"

Liu Yu raised an eyebrow: "Then... tomorrow!"

Su Wanqing blushed: "Don't worry, I mean what I say. I'll wear those swimsuits one by one and let you criticize me to your heart's content."

Liu Yu smiled and squeezed her hand.

The two walked for a while longer and then descended the city wall through another gate.

Below the city wall is a commercial street, brightly lit and bustling with people.

"Want some milk tea?"

"drink!"

The two found a milk tea shop and ordered two cups of their signature milk tea.

While waiting for her milk tea, Su Wanqing leaned on Liu Yu's shoulder and whispered, "Liu Yu, you're especially handsome when you sing."

"Yeah!"

"Yeah, even more handsome than usual."

"Then I'll sing for you more often in the future."

"it is good."

The milk tea was ready, and the two of them took it and slowly walked home along the street.

The night breeze was cool, but the milk tea in my hand was hot, and so was the hand I was holding.

It was almost eleven o'clock when I got home.

The door to Liu Yuanshan's bedroom was closed, and snoring could be heard coming from inside.

The two quietly washed up and then returned to their respective rooms.

Liu Yu was lying in bed, preparing to go to sleep, when his phone vibrated.

[Tsinghua and Peking University campus belle with 36D breasts (rich woman version): Are you asleep?!]

[Foot massage therapist #36: Not yet.]

[Tsinghua/Peking University Campus Belle 36D (Rich Woman Version): Then sneak over here and give me a foot massage!]

Liu Yu looked at the message and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

[Foot massage therapist #36: Miss, it's the middle of the night, my dad's right next door.]

[Tsinghua/Peking University beauty queen with 36D bust (rich woman version): I don't care, my feet are sore, I walked so much today.]

[Foot massage therapist #36: Can I get a massage tomorrow?!]

[Tsinghua/Peking University beauty queen with 36D bust (rich woman version): No way, now! Otherwise, I won't wear a swimsuit tomorrow.]

"Here we go again," Liu Yu sighed.

[Foot massage therapist #36: Then keep your voice down, don't let my dad hear.]

[Tsinghua/Peking University Campus Belle 36D (Rich Woman Version): Yes, ma'am! [Cute.jpg]]

Liu Yu quietly got up, opened the door, and tiptoed to Su Wanqing's room.

The door wasn't locked, so he gently pushed it open.

There was only a small nightlight on in the room, making it dimly lit.

Su Wanqing lay on the bed, the blanket covering her chest, revealing her alluring shoulders.

Seeing Liu Yu enter, her eyes curved into crescents, and she patted the bedside: "Come on, technician number 36, get to work."

Liu Yu walked over helplessly and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Su Wanqing stretched her feet out from under the covers and placed them on his lap.

She still had those fair and slender feet, with rounded toes and light pink nail polish.

"I walked so much today, my feet are sore," Su Wanqing muttered.

"Who told you to wear sneakers? You should wear athletic shoes," Liu Yu said, grasping her ankle and beginning to massage it.

"Mmm..." Su Wanqing hummed comfortably and closed her eyes.

"You...don't make a sound."

"Why!"

"It's the middle of the night, and your voice... could easily be misunderstood."

Su Wanqing opened her eyes and looked at him lecherously: "What kind of sound!"

"That kind of sound."

"Which one? Please be specific."

Liu Yu stopped talking and focused on massaging his feet.

After a long while, Liu Yu finally spoke: "Are your legs still sore?"

"Much better," Su Wanqing said, pulling her foot back. "Well done! Technician No. 36."

"You're welcome, dear sponsor."

Su Wanqing laughed: "Then why don't you leave! I'm going to sleep."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Liu Yu stood up and tucked the blanket around her. "Goodnight."

"Good night."

As Liu Yu walked to the door, he suddenly heard Su Wanqing whisper behind him:

"Liu Yu".

"Um!"

"Tomorrow... I'll be waiting for your critique!"

Liu Yu's hand trembled, and he almost didn't turn the doorknob.

He didn't turn around, just mumbled a reply, and then fled the room as if escaping.

Back in my room, I closed the door, and my heart was pounding.

Black thong bikini...

halter neck openwork split style...

Deep V-neck side-slit one-piece suit...

Fluorescent pink tassel bikini...

Liu Yu felt a little heat in his nose.

He quickly got up, rushed into the bathroom, and washed his face with cold water.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he took a deep breath.

"Liu Yu, calm down, calm down. You are a top student from Tsinghua and Peking Universities, a pillar of the nation's future. You cannot be seduced by beauty... although that beauty is indeed very tempting..."

He washed his face again, went back to bed, and picked up his phone.

The screen was still showing the chat interface with Su Wanqing.

He thought for a moment and then typed.

[Foot massage therapist #36: Asleep!]

A few seconds later, a reply came.

[Tsinghua/Peking University Campus Belle 36D (Rich Woman Version): Not yet, thinking of you.]

[Foot massage therapist #36: Go to sleep now]

[A 36D beauty from Tsinghua or Peking University (rich woman version): No, let's chat a little longer.]

[Foot massage therapist #36: I have to get up early tomorrow to go to the Terracotta Warriors, go to bed early.]

[Tsinghua/Peking University beauty queen 36D (rich woman version): Okay. Goodnight, my dear.]

[Foot massage therapist #36: Goodnight, my sweet daughter.]

[Tsinghua and Peking University campus belle with 36D breasts (rich woman version): Get lost!]

Liu Yu smiled, put down his phone, and turned off the light.

It took him a long time to finally drift off to sleep.

In my dream, there were only swimsuits and hot springs.

In the next room, Su Wanqing lay on the bed, holding her phone, smiling like a cat that had just stolen some fish.

She opened the photo album and looked through the photos taken today.

There are photos of the two of them in front of a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) stall, silhouettes of them holding hands under the sunset, and a video she secretly recorded while singing on the city wall.

She looked at each one for a long time.

Finally, she opened her contacts and found "Dad's" WeChat.

After hesitating for a moment, she still sent a message.

[Qingqing: Dad, I'm going to sleep. Chang'an is great, and Liu Yu's dad is a really nice person. Tomorrow we're going to the Terracotta Warriors.]

A few minutes later, a reply came.

[Dad: Okay. Be careful and let me know you're safe every day.]

[Qingqing: Yes, Daddy! Goodnight!]

[Dad: Goodnight.]

Su Wanqing put down her phone, turned off the night light, and moonlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

Two rooms, two people, dreaming different dreams.

But in the dream, the protagonists are each other; the night is gentle, and the night is long.