Nian Ueno

[Mr. Liu: Baby, see you on Saturday.]

[Gentle Bunny: Mmm, love you. (Bunny makes a heart shape with her hands)]

Putting away her phone, Jiang Weixi's expression turned cold, her eyelids slightly lowered, her mind racing with thoughts.

He was walking while lost in thought.

A boy walked towards her, but she didn't notice him until he called out to her first.

"Junior Jiang?"

Jiang Weixi heard the familiar voice and looked up.

The boy, with a gentle smile on his face, stepped forward and greeted her: "Junior Jiang, do you remember me?"

Jiang Weixi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered his identity.

She smiled and said, "Senior Song, it's you."

Song Zisheng wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his almond-shaped eyes hidden behind the lenses. He looked down at her and said, "It seems that Junior Sister Jiang hasn't forgotten me yet."

The two met when they were volunteering at the international airport and added each other on WeChat after the volunteer activity ended.

However, there has been no contact since then.

What a coincidence that we bumped into each other on the school path today.

The two stood side by side under the camphor tree, exchanging pleasantries.

"Junior, where are you going?"

"Just came out of the library, about to go get dinner."

"Going to the cafeteria?"

"Um."

"I haven't had dinner yet either, let's go together."

Jiang Weixi nodded: "Sure."

She and Song Zisheng walked together toward the cafeteria.

After dinner, I walked out of the cafeteria.

The last rays of the setting sun gradually disappeared behind the mountains, streetlights began to come on one by one, and stars dotted the night sky.

A breeze arose, carrying the coolness of early autumn.

"Weixi, which building is your dorm in?"

Song Zisheng pushed the middle of the glasses frame with his index finger, his slender figure elongated by the streetlights.

He can be aloof at times, and talkative at others.

People who are not interested in them are unwilling to talk much, but they become humorous and talkative when they are very interested in them.

In the short time it took to have a meal, he and Jiang Weixi became friends, and his way of addressing her naturally changed from "junior" to "Weixi".

"I live in Building 3A, which is quite far from here. Senior Song, you don't need to see me off. I can go back by myself."

A boy would never invite a girl to dinner to show his affection and then offer to take her back to her dorm for no reason.

This situation most likely indicates that he is interested in her, but not in the way he wants to be just friends.

Jiang Weixi was essentially rejecting him in a roundabout way.

Actually, Song Zisheng is a pretty good person. Whether it's his appearance, knowledge, or conversation, or the wealth he inadvertently reveals, he's enough to attract 90% of girls.

But Jiang Weixi wasn't a truly ignorant small-town girl. She had spent so long humbly working her way up in high society that she had gained a deeper understanding of human nature.

For example, a well-educated second-generation rich kid is often low-key and reserved, and won't wear a bunch of well-known brand names on his body and hands, unintentionally showing off his status and wealth.

A rich second-generation with an unrestrained and flamboyant personality often reveals his extravagance in his behavior.

After observing him during dinner tonight, Jiang Weixi felt that he was being very deliberate, and every move he made seemed to be carefully designed, with the purpose of attracting girls.

This guy is probably... a fake rich kid.

Song Zisheng never imagined that the girl would see right through him in just one meal.

He thought his persona was very solid, but it might not be enough to move her.

Song Zisheng smiled and said, "I don't have anything to do tonight, so I'll just take a walk after dinner to digest. Let's go."

Since he insisted, Jiang Weixi stopped refusing. Her previous refusal was enough to show her attitude.

Groups of two or three students rode shared bicycles across the roadside.

Jiang Weixi and Song Zisheng walked on the roadside platform.

He asked a question: "Weixi, do you have a boyfriend?"

She paused slightly, her eyes darting around, before replying, "Yes, it happened before, but it wasn't excessive."

Song Zisheng seemed very interested: "Oh? Why did you break up?"

Jiang Weixi said calmly, "He cheated on me."

Song Zisheng feigned surprise: "With such a beautiful and outstanding girlfriend, he still cheated on her. He's a bit ungrateful."

Hearing his deliberate praise, Jiang Weixi didn't say anything, but just smiled.

Song Zisheng then asked, "Have you moved on from your previous relationship?"

"That's about it."

Are you still sad?

"I'm not that sad."

Do you still believe in love?

Jiang Weixi looked up at him.

Those almond-shaped eyes, hidden behind glasses, were fixed intently on her.

She thought for a moment, then shook her head: "I don't know."

The two continued walking along the road and gradually entered the dormitory area.

School regulations prohibit bicycles from entering dormitory areas.

Students carrying bags hurried back and forth.

The two chatted as they walked to the dormitory building and stood facing each other.

Song Zisheng looked down at her, his gaze deep and his voice gentle: "Wei Xi..."

With that look in his eyes and that voice, any other girl would probably immediately go weak in the knees and collapse into his arms.

This was a method that Song Zisheng had repeatedly used without fail.

Unfortunately... the person standing opposite him was Jiang Weixi.

Her face did not flush, and her eyes remained completely still.

"Senior Song, I'm going upstairs now."

Song Zisheng looked at her with a hesitant expression, giving her a deep look before finally saying only, "Okay, goodnight."

Song Zisheng turned around, the smile fading from his lips.

Those gentle eyes took on a predatory edge, revealing a ruthlessness rarely seen by others.

This time, the prey he targeted was quite interesting; it truly piqued his interest.

interesting!

Jiang Weixi had just reached the entrance of the dormitory building, with one foot already across the threshold, when someone grabbed her hoodie collar from behind.

She had to take a step back.

The other person released their grip.

Jiang Weixi turned around and saw Ji Xingzhou with a cold and stern expression.

He had a new hairstyle, a perm, and wore a black jacket with one hand in his pocket, exuding a casual and unrestrained vibe.

The two are very good-looking, and they look very pleasing to the eye when they stand together, attracting frequent glances from passersby.

Jiang Weixi slightly raised her chin: "Do you know that grabbing someone's collar like that is very impolite?"

Ji Xingzhou was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting her to start by lecturing him.

He stared at her intently, as if from the moment they broke up, the sharp edge she had been hiding began to emerge.

Ji Xingzhou gave a slight smile, bent down, and looked very close to her face: "Who was that boy just now?"

Jiang Weixi shoved him without any politeness and glared at him, saying, "What's it to you?"

She turned to leave, but someone grabbed her arm tightly.

"Is that guy your boyfriend? You've gotten together so quickly?"

There was a hint of bitterness in Ji Xingzhou's tone that he himself was unaware of.

Jiang Weixi got annoyed: "Ji Xingzhou, what exactly do you want? If you have nothing to do, don't provoke me. Be careful your girlfriend sees this and gets jealous and comes to beat me up again."

Ji Xingzhou released her, his eyes filled with complex emotions: "No, she went to France for a few days."

Jiang Weixi was speechless for a moment: "So what? You were lonely, so you came back to me?"

Ji Xingzhou looked at her with great interest: "How come I never realized you were this kind of person before?"