Jiang Nian stopped in his tracks upon hearing this.

"Really?"

"Yeah!"

"Alright then..." He hesitated for a moment, glancing at his phone again, "It's still early, let's hurry over."

It was a cloudy day, and the streetlights on campus had long been in disrepair. The faint light they emitted wasn't enough to illuminate the road.

In the dimness, the two walked one behind the other, making their way against the stream of students heading to self-study, towards the girls' dorm.

"By the way, did you bring the key?"

"Nope."

Yu Zhiyi caught up with him, trying to walk beside him, "Our dorm has a spare key, it's kept in the fire box."

"Oh." Jiang Nian was just casually asking, "No need to be so detailed, I'm not going up."

"Tsk, you might as well come up." She shot Jiang Nian a glance, "If the dorm aunt doesn't mind, I have nothing to say."

Jiang Nian: "...."

Finally, the two arrived at the girls' dormitory. The cloudy day had windows glowing with warm yellow light.

"Don't forget to bring the items down."

"Oh."

Yu Zhiyi was speechless but still responded. She hurried toward the dorm, stopping at the entrance.

She couldn't help but turn back to glance at him.

Jiang Nian stood under a tree outside the dormitory, holding his phone casually, looking somewhat nonchalant.

She felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, slightly sour.

Unable to get close or stay away, unable to obtain nor leave, unsure whether dislike or like was more.

There's nothing to be done, only time relentlessly moves forward.

After a while, Yu Zhiyi came down. She had changed her shoes and was holding something in her hand.

She walked up to Jiang Nian, pursed her lips, and said.

"Here you go."

"Thanks for walking me back to the dorm, otherwise it would've been a boring walk. Let's hurry back to the classroom."

Jiang Nian looked around, the surroundings were dim.

"Who are you talking to?"

Is there a ghost?

"You."

"Oh oh, you're welcome." Jiang Nian fiddled with the Fantasy cassette he received from her, replying perfunctorily.

"If you have any small errands like this in the future, feel free to find me."

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhiyi asked another question, "Then... even if there was no cassette, would you be willing?"

"No, I wouldn't."

Yu Zhiyi: "...."

She rolled her eyes but didn't care much, suddenly remembering something, "By the way, I wanted to ask you something."

"Go ahead." Jiang Nian's attention was focused on the Fantasy cassette, thinking he had a small cassette player at home.

This thing is really hard to resist.

"Earlier at noon, you and Dong Que..." she said, "What were you talking about? You seemed quite happy."

On the way, Jiang Nian's movement paused.

"What?"

On a rainy day, there were so many people. So many umbrellas crowded together, how did she see it?

Not likely.

"Nothing, just casually asking." Yu Zhiyi, feeling guilty, "Happened to see you guys."

Jiang Nian: "..."

He pondered for a while, thinking it must be a coincidence. Even if seen, it wouldn't be a big deal.

After all, he's been quite well-behaved lately.

Most of the time, he's been focused on his grades. During breaks, he hung out with the guys.

"Nothing, just casual chatting." Jiang Nian naturally wouldn't tell the truth; in the end, he'd be the one to suffer.

"You're really sneaky, spying in secret."

"You're the one spying! It was just a coincidence!" Yu Zhiyi was both ashamed and angry, raising her hand to hit someone.

Jiang Nian instinctively raised his hand to block, not expecting to accidentally hit her soft spot.

There's not much to say in terms of feeling, it was the back of his hand. Plus, he just hit her bra, it was just unexpected.

She felt a bit hurt, but mostly embarrassed.

"Why did you hit me?"

"Accidentally."

"Tsk."

Yu Zhiyi acted calm, but inside, she wasn't as composed. Complaining about how forceful he was!

It hurt!

....

Night fell, it was time for evening self-study.

The classmates were all flipping through their test papers, reviewing. Sun Zhicheng couldn't take it anymore, turned to stare silently out the window.

"Ah Cheng, you're not revising?"

"Brother Dong."

Sun Zhicheng first sighed, "Sigh, I don't know why, but I can't concentrate on reading even a word."

Lin Dong: "Your mind is distracted."

"Perhaps." Sun Zhicheng sighed deeply, looking listless, "I don't feel like doing anything."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuhe turned around. Her large eyes blinked, looking at Sun Zhicheng.

"Do you want to play with your phone?"

Sun Zhicheng was taken aback, he actually did want to. But he knew she was teasing, so he lied.

"No."

"Then do you want to lie in bed and sleep?"

"Not that either."

"Oh, I get it." Wang Yuhe said, "You have Yuyu syndrome, need to see a psychologist."

Sun Zhicheng hesitated, wanting to argue but thought the illness sounded quite dramatic.

In TV series, protagonists with this illness usually have people caring, accompanying, encouraging them.

"Hmm, maybe."

He turned his head, looking out the window with a melancholic gaze, trying to appear pitifully wistful.

"I'm just a bit... unhappy."

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong shivered, thinking how Ah Cheng was still like this.

"Ahem, I've got a way to be happy."

Poke.

One poke wasn't enough, let's try two.

Five pokes might cause bleeding.

Though restraint is needed, or else Ah Cheng might not be able to come tomorrow. Worst case, he won't even wear pants.

Wang Yuhe turned back around, looking shocked.

"You really have a way? I heard people with this condition are emotionally unstable, quick to hit."

"No!!" Sun Zhicheng couldn't hold back, wanting to explain the illness wasn't like that, but the opponent was Wang Yuhe.

Arguing with her was impossible.

Also, he wasn't sick!!

In the next group over,

Ding Qiulan was revising science subjects, hearing the commotion, couldn't help but lift her head, asking curiously after glancing over.