Sally felt that life was truly full of surprises.

For example, now, the night before the Level 6 exam, she was unexpectedly dragged by Vivian to go shopping for clothes.

Alright, even though she was the one who first suggested relaxing and not studying before the exam, Vivian didn't have to react so quickly, her eyes lighting up as she pulled Sally straight to the clothing stores around the school...

Erica and Cecilia also found it very surprising.

After dinner, they returned to the dormitory to find that Sally and Vivian were not there, but their books were still on the table, clearly indicating they hadn't gone to study. Out of boredom, Erica texted Sally to ask where she was.

Sally quickly replied with a text—accompanying Vivian to buy clothes.

Erica was shocked and asked which store they were at, then dragged Cecilia to go and see. When they arrived at the store and pushed open the door, they happened to see Vivian coming out of the fitting room.

Erica and Cecilia were stunned at the door.

They had never seen Vivian looking so dazzling.

Her long hair, usually tied up, was let down, with the ends naturally curling and falling on her fair shoulders. She wore a crimson knee-length dress, with a beautiful V-neck design revealing her delicate collarbones. The fabric of the dress was thin, clinging tightly to her skin and sliding down along the curves of her body, accentuating her slender waist in a most alluring way. With a slight movement, the hem of the dress rippled like waves, and her fair, well-proportioned long legs shone brilliantly, making it hard for anyone to look away. On her feet were high-heeled crystal sandals, making her ankles look adorably slender. Her entire being exuded an indescribable radiance, captivating everyone, and the small store seemed to brighten up instantly.

The store was silent for a moment, and Sally, after a brief daze, noticed Erica and Cecilia, immediately boasting, "How about it? I helped Vivian pick it out, quite the eye, right?"

Indeed, quite the eye. Erica was about to compliment her when Vivian, standing in front of the mirror, turned around and complained, "Sally, can't you pick something more like a 'good housewife' for me?"

Sally: "..."

Erica: "..."

Cecilia: "..."

The store clerk silently bled internally, thinking, "How is this dress not 'good housewife' enough? It's your own fiery figure that's making it look so curvy, not my pure dress's fault!"

After a moment of silence, Sally turned around, speechless, to continue picking out clothes, while Erica walked into the store and asked Vivian, "Why did you suddenly decide to buy clothes?"

Vivian: "Because I found out that the clothes I bought last year have started to pill >o<"

Erica was speechless, thinking, "I told you that a long time ago, but weren't you happily wearing them just a few days ago?"

Cecilia said, "But you don't have to buy clothes now, do you? There's an exam tomorrow."

"Uh..." Vivian was at a loss for words. She didn't want to tell anyone about meeting Naihe yet, so she vaguely said, "Well... I have an interview tomorrow night!"

This wasn't exactly a lie; tomorrow's interview was indeed a life-changing one!

Erica was surprised, "You're going to work during the summer? What kind of place sets an interview on a Saturday night? The exam ends at 5:20 PM."

Vivian was embarrassed.

That "weirdo"... seemed to be her...

When Naihe suggested meeting in the afternoon, Vivian's feelings... how to describe them, it was like just realizing she was hungry and then a bunch of chicken legs fell from the sky.

There was shock.

There was joy.

There was confusion.

There was nervousness and anxiety.

She even had wild thoughts, wondering if Naihe really just wanted to meet because of the video, or if it was just an excuse? But that thought was too narcissistic, so Vivian quickly pushed it back into the depths of her mind.

The result of all these thoughts rushing to her mind was that Vivian was a bit frozen at the time, taking half a minute to respond to Naihe, and only replying with a simple "Okay."

Naihe didn't seem to mind her delay and directly sent his contact information after receiving her affirmative response.

"My phone number is 13xxxxxxxxx."

Looking at those numbers, Vivian's heart started to race, even more excited than when Naihe first suggested meeting.

Naihe's phone number.

Finally, finally, there's a connection in reality too.

Vivian quickly wrote down the number, then remembered she should probably give her own number, but she didn't have a phone right now = =

Her phone was stolen last year, and Vivian found life without a phone to be so peaceful and comfortable that she never bought another one. After all, how many things do students really need a phone for? In the dormitory, there are classmates, and everything can be communicated.

But now, if she didn't give her phone number, would Naihe think she wasn't sincere? Vivian hesitated and typed, "My phone was stolen, and I haven't bought a new one >o<"

To show her sincerity in meeting, Vivian proactively asked, "Where should we meet? I'm at University A, outside the North Fourth Ring, you're in City B too, right?"

Although they had never asked for each other's detailed information, there were always clues in their conversations, and Naihe must have guessed she was in City B, which is why he suggested meeting.

"Yes, I am," Naihe replied calmly, "I'll pick you up at University A, when are you free?"

Vivian was stunned by the word "pick up," her mind hazy, and she blurted out, "I'll be free after the exam tomorrow, after 5:30 PM."

"How about I wait for you at the east gate of University A at 6 PM?"

"5:30 PM," she replied, thinking it would save him from waiting an extra half hour. Naihe seemed quite familiar with University A, a thought that flashed through her mind, and without much thought, she typed out "5:30 PM," then froze, wondering if she was being too eager, tears.

The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt. After quickly finalizing the time and place, Vivian left a message saying, "I'll call your phone tomorrow, I have to go now," and then hurriedly logged off, sitting in front of the computer in a daze, then squatting in front of the wardrobe in a daze...

...

"Try this 'good housewife' style."

Seeing Vivian lost in thought again, Sally threw the clothes in her hand at her in exasperation. Really, she was daydreaming and making her think, yet she dared to be picky, humph!

Vivian awkwardly took the clothes and went into the fitting room, coming out a while later, and Sally nodded in approval.

This time it wasn't a dress, but a white, ruched, waist-cinching, three-quarter sleeve top paired with a lake-blue, elegant, printed short skirt. The workmanship and tailoring of these two small pieces were quite ordinary, but on Vivian, they looked exquisite, and the blue and white, refreshing sky colors indeed toned down a bit of Vivian's inherent allure.

In Erica's words, she successfully disguised herself as a 'good housewife.' (Vivian: >o<)

Vivian herself was quite satisfied, although not used to the skirt being a few centimeters above the knee, she wore it without hesitation, standing gracefully in front of the mirror.

Cecilia looked at Vivian in the mirror and teased, "Vivian, do you have to be so formal? It's just an interview, aren't you always claiming to rely on your inner qualities?"

Vivian sighed deeply, "For a first meeting, inner qualities are just fleeting clouds. Such a heavyweight weapon is better saved as a trump card."

Erica: "...You're strong!"

While chatting with her roommates, Vivian scrutinized herself from head to toe in the mirror, feeling something was off, and after thinking for a while, "Oh, the shoes."

The shoes on her feet were still the previous pair of crystal high-heeled sandals, also chosen by Sally.

Sally said, "These shoes are beautiful, wearing sandals like these looks best with a short skirt."

Vivian shook her head, "They're too high."

She was already 1.69 meters tall, and the heels of these shoes were seven or eight centimeters, making her about 1.75 meters tall...

What if Naihe... isn't that tall...

>o<

This time, without bothering Sally, Vivian chose a pair of white, low-heeled sandals herself, and after receiving unanimous approval from her roommates, she began bargaining with the store clerk.

Behind her, Erica whispered, "This top is very conservative..."

The two rows of small buttons on the collar were tightly fastened, revealing nothing.

Sally nodded, "Very refreshing and clean, quite suitable for Vivian, and for an interview, a bit of a student vibe is good."

Erica said nothing, internally shouting, "Am I the only one who thinks that the tightly buttoned top is even more alluring? What is the beauty of restraint? This is it, this is it!"

Erica silently shed tears.

In the end, Vivian bought these three items for 200 yuan and wore them directly to the exam the next day, as the meeting was at 5:30 PM, leaving no time to return to the dormitory to change.

The result...

She stunned a bunch of people in the exam hall.

Actually, Vivian's outfit was quite ordinary, but she rarely wore skirts. It wasn't that she was against skirts or anything, but the distance from the classroom to the dormitory made it inconvenient to ride a bicycle in a skirt.

So today, just a slight change in attire caught countless eyes. Vivian was used to being looked at, but today she felt a bit uncomfortable, fortunately, the exam started soon, freeing her from this awkward situation.

The Level 6 exam went exceptionally smoothly, with one reading passage being almost identical to an article Vivian had recently read in an English newspaper, saving her a lot of time. After finishing the paper and selectively checking it, it was not even 5:10 PM.

So Vivian stared at the answer sheet, her heart, which had calmed down due to the exam, gradually becoming restless again. After dawdling for a few minutes, Vivian decisively stood up and handed in her paper early.

Leaving the exam hall, Vivian took a deep breath.

The time was getting closer, it was almost 5:30 PM, Naihe should already be on his way to University A, right? Would he be as nervous as she was now?

Walking on the sparsely populated campus avenue, Vivian's steps were sometimes light, sometimes slow, just like her mood, sometimes elated, sometimes anxious. In her hand, she tightly held the piece of paper with Naihe's phone number, even though she had memorized the number, she was afraid of misremembering it and not being able to find Naihe.

Vivian's exam hall was relatively close to the east gate, and after walking for about ten minutes, the east gate was faintly in sight. Knowing that Naihe probably hadn't arrived yet, Vivian still looked ahead from afar.

The exam hadn't ended yet, so there weren't many people near the east gate, just a few people coming and going, and Vivian didn't see anyone resembling Naihe, but she did spot a legendary figure.

Nai Shawn?

Was that person standing under the willow tree outside the gate Nai Shawn?

Vivian couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The willow tree outside the east gate was just right, its branches green and drooping, gently swaying, and in the slanting sunlight, that person stood quietly under the tree in a simple white shirt, his posture serene, and from afar, Vivian could only see his ink-black hair.

But it was indeed Nai Shawn.

Why was he here?

It looked like he was waiting for someone? Who had the honor of making the great Nai Shawn wait like this?

Thinking this, Vivian automatically walked to the other side of the gate, as she didn't have the courage to stand next to Nai Shawn. After a few steps, she noticed a large tour bus parked on the other side of the east gate.

Uh...

With no other choice, she continued walking towards Nai Shawn's direction, and at that moment, Nai Shawn seemed to sense something and looked up at her.

Vivian's steps paused, her gaze unintentionally meeting his clear eyes.

Vivian couldn't remember who had said this: "Wherever Nai Shawn stands, that place instantly becomes a scene, not because of his appearance, but because of his aura."

At this moment, it was like that, Nai Shawn was just standing there quietly, and the atmosphere around him was different, as if it carried a kind of otherworldly elegance and distance.

In a haze, Vivian felt this scene was familiar.

The willow tree gently swaying in the breeze.

The man, as elegant and graceful as bamboo.

The serene waiting posture.

Where had she seen this before? Vivian thought vaguely, uncomfortably shifting her gaze, looking down as she walked, but she couldn't help...

Looking up again.

And once more, meeting Nai Shawn's gaze.

He continued to watch her quietly, his gaze clear and focused, almost giving Vivian the illusion that he was waiting for her to approach.

But how could that be? Vivian didn't dare to be so narcissistic.

But why was he looking at her? Could it be that Nai Shawn had seen her before? Knew she was also in the computer science department? So he looked at her a few more times?

Hmm, that seemed reasonable, so... should she greet him? After all, he was a senior from the same department.

But... would it be seen as hitting on him >o<

Vivian's steps involuntarily slowed down, but slowly, slowly, she still walked closer...

Unable to resist the pressure of such prolonged attention, prepared to be asked "Who are you," Vivian stopped and mustered the courage to greet him, "Senior Shawn, what a coincidence."

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

...

No response.

Vivian awkwardly lowered her head, feeling extremely embarrassed, thinking she should have just walked past, why greet him, now she was frozen.

Should she quietly slip away?

Lost in thought, Vivian couldn't help but look up at him, only to see Nai Shawn slightly curve his lips, and in his black eyes, there seemed to be a hint of a smile.

Then Vivian heard his voice.

"Not a coincidence," his slightly cool voice slowly said in her ear, "I'm waiting for you."