After being attacked by the rich young ladies with hatchets, I chose to enter "sage mode".

"He has a girlfriend, so he probably needs to cut back on his friends!"

The cool tone that came from Murong Liyue's mouth gave people an undeniable sense of authority.

Although Murong Liyue has always had this kind of personality, what does it matter to her if Bai Yu has a girlfriend?

Everyone's first reaction was to ask this question, including Li Lu, but their second reaction led to a misunderstanding.

That means Murong Liyue is Bai Yu's girlfriend, which is why she speaks so confidently. That must be it.

Bai Yu was speechless. He wanted to explain himself at this moment... but Murong Liyue seemed to be helping him, although it was more likely that she had ulterior motives.

If we don't explain, the misunderstanding will be taken as fact.

This is a truly difficult situation.

However, if Bai Yu had to make a decision, she would still have to deny it a little. She couldn't let herself be misunderstood in front of so many people. She wasn't afraid of the news spreading, but she was afraid that the news would reach the ears of the wrong people.

"President, you're exaggerating. I do have female friends, but it doesn't warrant this..."

Bai Yu spoke these words casually, yet the misunderstanding was effectively resolved.

Of course, Li Lu's little schemes couldn't be exploited any further, and Bai Yu didn't even intend to give her the most basic contact information.

There was a momentary stalemate in the atmosphere.

It was at this time that Song Shuang, the president of the Hanfu Club at the Academy of Fine Arts, was quite good at livening up the atmosphere.

He clapped his hands and laughed loudly.

"Alright, alright, everyone is so full of youthful energy! Let's go out for dinner together tonight. How about we discuss what we want to eat?"

With just one sentence, the awkward atmosphere was instantly restored.

Li Lu, comforted by several girls from the art academy, walked away.

Only Murong Liyue brought over a stool and sat down next to Bai Yu.

He acted as if he was afraid that Bai Yu would be confessed to by a girl again.

How could something like that happen so many times?

Do you like that girl?

Murong Liyue was looking at something on her phone, but the question she asked left Bai Yu speechless.

"If you don't like me, why would you reject me if you do?"

Bai Yu's answer was straightforward, without the slightest hesitation.

After hearing this, Murong Liyue did not ask any further questions.

Originally, Murong Liyue brought Bai Yu and the others here to discuss their respective Hanfu and cultural exchanges.

As a result, this girl simply sat in the corner with Bai Yu and started playing on her phone.

The most amazing thing is that the two of them sat for more than half an hour without exchanging a single word.

Only Song Shuang, Lu Huaiyu, Zhong Fu, and Yu Hanri came up and said a few words to the two of them.

As Bai Yu played, her gaze began to drift towards Murong Liyue.

Without a close look, Bai Yu hadn't noticed that Murong Liyue's fair and delicate hands looked like they'd had a manicure; her pink nails were noticeably longer than before.

A pair of already beautiful hands, paired with white and pink nail polish, is even more beautiful, simply perfect.

But at that moment, Murong Liyue's sudden remark startled Bai Yu.

"Didn't you already touch it? Want more?"

"Huh? What?"

Bai Yu felt as if her inner thoughts had been read.

Bai Yu pretended not to understand, but Murong Liyue was a woman who, even if she didn't really understand, would make you understand.

"Here, do as you like."

As soon as she said this, Murong Liyue placed her left hand directly on Bai Yu's thigh.

Looking at Murong Liyue's delicate hand resting on his lap, Bai Yu really had the urge to play with it at will.

However, reason compelled him to abandon this dangerous idea; if he wanted to live safely, he couldn't afford to have any wicked thoughts.

Reaching out to grab Murong Liyue's small hand and placing it back on her lap, Bai Yu, in a very gentlemanly manner, said something.

"President, please have some self-respect."

That's what they say, but didn't he already touch Murong Liyue's hand when he was holding hers? It was smooth and tender, with an excellent feel. In Bai Yu's words, holding it would be unbearable. (Chapter 185: Goodbye, We're Strangers)

Murong Liyue was already used to Bai Yu's lack of honesty; after all, he was a proud and aloof person.

"Really not?"

Murong Liyue then asked a leading question.

How could Bai Yu possibly agree to such a thing? A true gentleman should act like one, not play the tricks of Ximen Qing. If he says no, he means no.

"unnecessary."

As she said this, just in case Murong Liyue flirted with her again, Bai Yu got up and walked out of the club, just to go to the restroom first.

Leaving the somewhat noisy club, Bai Yu walked along the corridor where there were only a few scattered people. Girls passing by, and even young female teachers, would glance down at Bai Yu to see if she was wearing black stockings.

A pervert is always a pervert; even if he decides to become virtuous, he can't change his true self.

Just as Bai Yu came out of the restroom, she bumped into a girl carrying a drawing board.

With a thud, the drawing board fell to the ground. Bai Yu reached out and apologized somewhat embarrassedly before bending down to pick it up.

"Feel sorry."

He handed the sketchbook he had picked up to the blonde girl, but the moment Bai Yu made eye contact with her, he realized that this blonde, big-breasted girl was actually of mixed race.

She has Asian features, European-style blue eyes and long blonde hair, and long, shapely legs; she's quite pretty.

Despite her beauty, Bai Yu didn't have any romantic feelings for the girl. After all, he had no such thoughts at the moment. Besides, while she was pretty, she was still a little less attractive than Ju Qing.

But when the girl saw Bai Yu, she showed a surprised expression.

"You... I think I know you."

Covering her mouth, the mixed-race beauty actually said that she knew Bai Yu, which confused Bai Yu a bit. He didn't know any mixed-race beauty at all.

Even when she went to get a foot massage with Li Cheng in her previous life, she never hired a foreign masseuse.

"know?"

Bai Yu asked in confusion, and the blonde beauty quickly nodded in agreement.

"You...you...aren't you that guy from the Beicheng University forum? The really handsome one?"

Upon hearing the mixed-race beauty's words, Bai Yu was taken aback. What handsome guy on Tieba? Had she posted on Tieba herself?

What forum?

For a moment, Bai Yu was dumbfounded. He couldn't recall the last time he dressed up properly and had his photos posted on the campus forum by Li Cheng and his friends. Even many girls in the art academy knew about it.

"You're very popular on that campus forum..."

As she said this, the mixed-race beauty's blue eyes practically sparkled.

It's fortunate that this isn't Bai Yu's past self. If it were her past life, she would have gone on a date with this mixed-race beauty today, enjoying a one-stop service of watching movies and booking a hotel room.

"Oh, no, you must have misunderstood."

Bai Yu waved his hand. Even though he remembered what it was about and knew it must be the photo incident, he still humbly declined.

Bai Yu doesn't have time for complicated relationships or entanglements with other girls right now, let alone this rather open-minded mixed-race beauty.

However, just as Bai Yu was rejecting the cheerful mixed-race beauty and thinking of going downstairs to clear his head and avoid going back to join the fun,

At that moment, Bai Yu saw a couple walking on campus through the window at the corner of the stairs.

Actually, seeing a couple on campus isn't a big deal, but Bai Yu recognized one of the girls when she saw this particular couple.

The girl was wearing a black down jacket, jeans, and flat shoes. Her clothes were very ordinary. Her long, black hair was draped over her back. Although she was an ordinary girl, she looked very happy. This girl was Bai Yu's elementary school classmate and his first love in elementary school.

At that innocent and naive age, I took the initiative to hug and kiss a girl with shyness and trepidation.

A person may only have one innocent first love in their lifetime, and first love is the most beautiful and pure time, when you are willing to give everything to the other person, but it is also the time when it is hard to have a happy ending.

Although Bai Yu hadn't seen the girl for almost ten years, Bai Yu recognized her at first glance.

If you were to ask Bai Yu what she felt, would you say?

Actually, I didn't have much of a feeling. The girl was just an ordinary girl, not a campus celebrity or a great beauty, just an ordinary girl.

But this was the first girl Bai Yu liked when he was in elementary school.

Standing at the top of the stairs, Bai Yu glanced a couple more times at the two people passing by outside the window at the corner of the stairs, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

Life is like this: what you once thought was inseparable is actually very fragile, because you were still a child, and because there are many situations that will lead to separation.

Such separations often lead to them becoming strangers a few years or even a decade later.

But let bygones be bygones; dwelling on the past will only delay our current predicament.

Reaching out to brush a strand of hair aside, Bai Yu sincerely wished her that if they could meet again in this lifetime, it would be their final destiny.

Turning around, I walked downstairs. After all, it was my first time entering the art academy. Wouldn't it be a waste not to go out and see the vast sky and beautiful scenery?

But Bai Yu's prolonged absence from the restroom made Murong Liyue restless.

Standing up, Murong Liyue indicated that she needed to go out for a while before leaving the noisy club.

Actually, the Hanfu Club classroom at the Academy of Fine Arts isn't small, but it's still a bit smaller than your private classroom, Murong Liyue.

Unfortunately, once there are a lot of people, the Hanfu club at the Academy of Fine Arts gets a bit crowded, unlike Murong Liyue's Hanfu club, which is empty like a territory, with five people each occupying their own piece of land.

Stepping out of the club classroom, Murong Liyue stood on the balcony of the corridor and saw Bai Yu downstairs.

At this moment, Bai Yu was sitting in the pavilion downstairs, constantly looking at the girls coming and going, especially those girls who liked to wear black stockings even in the dead of winter. Her eyes and head were practically turning around to follow them.

With her arms crossed, Murong Liyue saw everything.

There are better options right in front of them, even more options to be had, but they insist on looking at things outside. They won't touch the most beautiful flowers in their own garden, but they'll only look at wildflowers.