Oh no, the aloof school beauty has been reborn too!

Lu Xing thought for a moment and replied:

[Lu Xing: That's good.]

After sending that message, he felt a bit dry.

So I added:

[Lu Xing: Hello, Shen.]

After sending those words, Lu Xing himself fell silent.

How should I put it? It was very polite.

He's also very much a straight man.

Lu Xing casually changed the other person's contact name to "Shen Qingyi".

The next second, a message came from the other end.

[Shen Qingyi: Hello.]

Then, another one appeared.

[Shen Qingyi: Classmate Lu.]

Lu Xing couldn't help but smile as he looked at those words.

He replied:

[Lu Xing: Is this some kind of freshman orientation event?]

Shen Qingyi replied a few seconds later.

[Shen Qingyi: Isn't it opening tomorrow?]

[Shen Qingyi: The freshman orientation.]

Lu Xing was stunned for a moment.

Too many things happened today, leaving him somewhat confused.

I almost forgot, tomorrow is actually the freshman orientation.

[Lu Xing: No, no, tomorrow should be the day all freshmen suffer.]

[Shen Qingyi: Perhaps it will be quite interesting?]

Upon seeing this sentence, Lu Xing raised an eyebrow.

[Lu Xing: You have so much confidence in the school leaders' speeches?]

Shen Qingyi: ...

Shen Qingyi: Then let's forget about it.

Lu Xing laughed out loud as he chatted.

Even though their conversation was completely devoid of any interesting or meaningful content, it inexplicably filled him with a sense of fulfillment.

Hearing the commotion, Lin Yuanzhou, who was not far away, immediately looked up like a radar.

"Yo~"

Lu Xing looked up.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Yuanzhou said with a serious expression:

"I simply heard the sound of spring."

Lu Xing: "It's September now."

Lin Yuanzhou: "That's autumn in spring."

What is this person saying?

Lu Xing: "..."

He was too lazy to continue arguing with Lin Yuanzhou and looked down at his phone again.

The other party sent another message.

[Shen Qingyi: Have your roommates all gone to bed yet?]

Lu Xing glanced at the dormitory again.

Zhao Lin lay on the bed, sleeping as if he were completely isolated from the world.

Lin Yuanzhou was sitting in a chair, pretending to be playing on his phone, but his eyes kept glancing in his direction.

When Lu Xing looked up at him, he even raised his eyebrows.

This idiot, the more I look at him, the more despicable he seems...

Lu Xing lowered his head and replied expressionlessly:

[Lu Xing: One is already asleep.]

[Lu Xing: The other one doesn't want to sleep; he's being a jerk.]

After the message was sent, Shen Qingyi seemed to pause for a moment.

Then I replied with a kitten peeking out emoji.

Looking at the emoji, Lu Xing felt a sense of contrast.

In her previous life, Shen Qingyi was aloof and quiet, standing out like a pristine white snowflake in the crowd.

Forget it...

Starting from tonight at the hot pot restaurant, her aloof persona has begun to crumble.

He suddenly asked:

[Lu Xing: Why is your nickname "Orange Soda"?]

After the message was sent, there was a long silence on the other end.

Lu Xing thought his question was a bit presumptuous.

Just as I was wondering whether to withdraw the message, Shen Qingyi's message arrived:

[Shen Qingyi: Because... I used to think it tasted really good.]

before?

Lu Xing noticed this word.

[Lu Xing: And now?]

[Shen Qingyi: Now... I think it's not bad.]

Lu Xing smiled and noted that she preferred orange soda.

[Lu Xing: It seems your tastes are quite consistent.]

Shen Qingyi: Not necessarily.

[Lu Xing: Hmm?]

[Shen Qingyi: Some things taste different after many years.]

Lu Xing's fingertips paused slightly as he looked at the sentence.

He always felt that Shen Qingyi's words were not just about soda.

After staring at the screen for a moment and hesitating, Lu Xing finally tried to reply:

[Lu Xing: Maybe the people have changed, or maybe the soda has changed?]

The other side replied quickly.

[Shen Qingyi: Maybe nothing has changed~]

Shen Qingyi: It's just that I hadn't really tasted it properly before.

Occasionally, someone would walk by in the hallway, their slippers scraping the floor, the sound fading into the distance.

Lu Xing sat at the table, looking down at his phone, seemingly oblivious to the passage of time.

He originally only wanted to give a brief self-introduction...

But as we talked, the topic naturally expanded outwards.

We started talking about orange soda and then moved on to the weather in Jiangcheng.

We talked about everything from the weather in Jiangcheng to the school cafeteria.

Shen Qingyi asked him if he was tired from reporting for duty today.

Lu Xing said it was alright, but the sun in Jiangcheng was still a bit unreasonable.

Shen Qingyi said that their girls' dormitory building was also very lively.

I just moved my luggage today, and I haven't had time to unpack many things yet.

Lu Xing then said that the boys' dormitory was about the same.

However, one of their roommates, a local, is determined to take laziness to the extreme.

Shen Qingyi sent a cute smiley face.

When Lu Xing saw that expression, he realized that he seemed to have been smiling all evening.

The two were having a completely pointless conversation.

To others, it might seem incredibly boring.

But Lu Xing felt very happy; this feeling was somewhat unfamiliar and also somewhat long-lost.

After becoming a corporate slave, it seems like I rarely have time to be this carefree anymore.

Before we knew it, time had passed little by little.

At first, Lin Yuanzhou would occasionally cough in a mocking manner, trying to make his presence known.

Later, seeing that Lu Xing was so engrossed in his love affair that he completely ignored him, he simply climbed into bed with him too.

Lu Xing remained seated at the table, the light from his phone screen reflecting on his face.

Until a message came from the other end:

[Shen Qingyi: It's getting late, we have to get up early tomorrow.]

[Shen Qingyi: Goodnight.]

Lu Xing only snapped out of his reverie when he saw the words "Goodnight".

He glanced at the time instinctively.

It's 11:37, well past lights out time.

Lu Xing: "..."

He actually talked for so long?

Lu Xing looked up and belatedly glanced at the dormitory.

Zhao Lin lay on the bed, his sleeping position changing from lying flat to an angle that was hard to see.

He had kicked the blanket off halfway and was sleeping very peacefully.

Where did this strange species come from?

Judging from his posture, even if someone were to play a suona in his ear right now, he probably...

Uh, it might come back to life.

Meanwhile, Lin Yuanzhou sat on the bed.

He was leaning against the wall, holding his phone, but the screen was already black.

The moment Lu Xing turned to look at him, Lin Yuanzhou's eyes sparkled.

Lu Xing remained silent for two seconds.

"You're still awake?"

As soon as he asked the question, Lu Xing realized he had asked a pointless question.

With the dormitory lights on so brightly, how can anyone sleep?

Oh, except for the oddballs.

Lin Yuanzhou didn't care about any of that; he simply lowered his voice, his tone filled with barely concealed excitement:

Will I be able to sleep?

Lin Yuanzhou looked at him and counted on his fingers:

"You've been sitting there since around 10 o'clock and have been talking ever since."

"I laughed seven times in the middle."

"Frowning twice."

"There was also a time when I stared at my phone for more than twenty seconds."

Lu Xing: "..."

Honestly, it's a real waste of Lin Yuanzhou's talent that he didn't study investigation.

Lu Xing placed his phone face down on the table.

"Are you very free?"

Lin Yuanzhou nodded seriously.

"A little."

Lu Xing: "..."

It seems Lin Yuanzhou isn't going to let him off the hook.