Chapter 120
“Hey, I have to disagree with you on that,” Xu Shuai interjected, stepping forward and extending his left hand with his ring finger raised. “Don’t forget, I’m not like you guys. I’ve actually held a girl’s hand before!”
Long Aotian chuckled at the antics of his friends and replied, “They’re all my friends.”
Upon hearing this, the others exchanged skeptical glances, their expressions dripping with mischief as they teased, “Oh sure, friends, friends. But which friend touches your head when they meet?”
“Exactly! And that beautiful girl who got her head patted didn’t just take it; she smiled so sweetly and happily…”
At this, Long Aotian realized they were talking about Hu Yuying.
He pondered for a moment, unable to refute their claims, because deep down, he knew he had been giving Hu Yuying a bit more attention.
And then... as he thought about it, he lightly touched the corner of his mouth with his finger.
“Dude, you’re grinning like a total perv,” someone remarked.
“He just touched his mouth! Oh my god, did you guys kiss or something? That’s sacred!”
“Shut up! What are you talking about? She’s still so young,” Long Aotian snapped back, a bit annoyed.
“But you’re only eighteen too, right?”
At this, Long Aotian froze for a moment.
All this time, whether he was helping Hu Yuying or guiding Li Qingxue, he had never considered himself to be the same age as them.
He always viewed their problems and worries from the perspective of an elder.
Over time, in Long Aotian’s eyes, they were just a bunch of kids who had just turned eighteen.
In his interactions with them, he instinctively took care of them, thinking it was only natural for an older guy to look after younger girls.
But to them, no, to everyone else, wasn’t he just barely eighteen himself?
It was like a scenario where an eighteen-year-old is looking after an eight-year-old; it’s only natural to take care of the younger one.
Or like a twenty-eight-year-old with an eighteen-year-old; the eighteen-year-old, no matter how mature she acts, is still just a kid in the eyes of the twenty-eight-year-old.
Because of this, Long Aotian often unconsciously overlooked the fact that he was only eighteen himself.
That’s why Hu Yuying once said, “Long Ge, sometimes you seem so mature, like you’re not even the age you are…”
That’s why Li Qingxue remarked, “Long Aotian, you’re so old-fashioned; you don’t have any of the energy someone your age should have…”
Even the three roommates he had just met had said, “Old Aotian, it feels like you’re hiding a lot of things inside; you always seem like you can’t let go…”
So when Li Qingxue saw him get hurt, she cried, acting more like a little adult than he did, saying she wouldn’t depend on him.
Because in their eyes, the one who always took care of them, Long Aotian, was still just eighteen…
And in his own eyes, taking care of two girls who were also eighteen was just a given…
In that moment, Long Aotian seemed to realize something.
If—just if—he weren’t a time traveler, but just an eighteen-year-old with a mindset to match.
His behavior should be similar to that of his three roommates, right?
An eighteen-year-old cool girl adding him on QQ must be pretty happy, right?
Facing the pure and alluring Hu Yuying and the lively and charming Li Qingxue, with them flanking him, he would probably feel a surge of vanity and want to show off a bit, right?
With that thought, Long Aotian took a deep breath and looked at the three of them. “What are you guys up to? Count me in.”
The three replied, “We’re chatting with girls. We finally got into college, and we want to have a sweet romance…”
“Ugh, how boring. I’d rather play Snake.”
“What’s Snake? Isn’t that even more boring?”
Ignoring them, Long Aotian flopped back onto his bed. He was just kidding; he had already ditched the phone that could play Snake.
He opened his phone and noticed the little red dot on Lin Wanning’s chat box hadn’t cleared.
He clicked into the chat interface, intending to exit and remove the unread notification.
But just as he clicked in, he saw the chat window display, “The other person is typing…”
At first, Long Aotian thought it was lagging.
But strangely, after a moment, the “The other person is typing…” notification disappeared.
Then, the next second, it reappeared.
So, Long Aotian decided to send a message.
In the girls’ dormitory of the music academy.
Seeing the sudden message from the chat interface, Lin Wanning dropped her phone onto the bed and immediately covered her face with her hands.
The noise caught the attention of the other three girls in the dorm.
“What’s wrong, Wanning?”
“Are you okay?”
Facing her roommates’ concern, Lin Wanning slowly lowered her hands. “I’m fine.”
Nothing could be more embarrassing than being caught red-handed…
“Wow, Wanning, your face is so red!”
“Your neck and collarbone are flushed too! If I didn’t know you were usually so cool, I’d think you were getting all flirty!”
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Lin Wanning lowered her hands and turned away from their gaze. “I’m not being flirty; I’m just a bit hot.”
She glanced at the message that had just come through.
She struggled to suppress the urge to roll around on the bed.
After all, there were others in the dorm, and to maintain her cool persona, she had to hold it together.
She absolutely couldn’t let them see her being flirty.
Because that would be way too embarrassing.
No one would guess that someone who appeared so cool on the outside could be so flustered on the inside…
【Finally got another chance! Please reward me, shower me with rewards!】
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Chapter 145: Help Me Take a Picture
As the military truck slowly rolled in, T University welcomed its two-week military training.
Honestly, the weather in Kyoto was hotter than in Haigang City. Just standing there, sweat poured down, and they hadn’t even started the drills yet.
Everyone wished they could chug down a bottle of ice-cold drink to cool off.
The first day of military training was the most exhausting and the toughest on one’s willpower.
At that moment, the instructor approached, each hand holding a watermelon.
Looking at the listless, sweat-drenched students, the instructor smiled and asked, “Who wants some watermelon?”
This question was clearly a trap, and Long Aotian wasn’t about to fall for it.
“Report, instructor! I want some!” Long Aotian said, his lips twitching as he glanced at Huang Fei. “Aren’t you the one who runs so fast? Can’t you hold out a little longer? Do you run with your mouth?”
“I’m a sprinter; it’s all about explosive power!” Huang Fei retorted, sticking out his tongue in a weak defense.
The instructor watched Long Aotian and Huang Fei whispering to each other and nodded with a smile. “Alright, just you two. Anyone else?”
Seeing that the two from his dorm had raised their hands, Li Longlong and Xu Shuai couldn’t help but join in.
Like a chain reaction, a few more hands shot up.
The instructor began calling names, but this time, all the names were girls.
Every girl called out looked visibly exhausted, their faces flushed.
The girls who were called stepped out of the line and formed a row.
The boys who had raised their hands stood in a line as well.
Facing each other, they all sat cross-legged on the ground at the instructor’s command.
In pairs, a slice of watermelon was placed in the space between them.
“Countdown is over; whoever grabs the watermelon first gets it,” the instructor announced, starting the countdown.
Most of the girls had been called out by the instructor, while the boys had volunteered to raise their hands just for the watermelon.
So, as soon as the countdown began, they all focused intently.
On such a hot day, having lost so much water, that chilled, juicy watermelon was simply irresistible.
“Three, two, one, go!”
As soon as the instructor’s voice fell, the watermelon was snatched up by the boys in a flash.
The cool sensation against their dry throats had them chomping down without hesitation.
Seeing the girls who didn’t get any watermelon gulping down air, Long Aotian split his watermelon in half. “Here, have a piece.”
“Thank you, thank you,” Han Xiaojing said, tilting her face up with a shy smile, her dry lips curling. She didn’t refuse; she was really hot and thirsty.
Meanwhile, Li Longlong, who was munching on his watermelon, suddenly froze, staring blankly at the piece he had already devoured.
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