"Look at you now, where's that cool, aloof school beauty vibe?"
"What cool school beauty? That’s just something the boys at school made up for the rankings. And don’t you know that girls can hold grudges?"
"You really don’t understand how girls think." She glanced at Long Aotian, hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Hey, can I ask you something?"
"Sure, ask away. Anything you don’t understand, just ask your brother."
"Have you... ever had a girlfriend?"
"Huh?" Long Aotian turned to Lin Wanqing, who quickly turned her gaze away, hands clasped behind her back. "I was just curious."
Long Aotian cleared his throat. "I've had plenty of girlfriends, even dumped a few. You know, I only take one sip from the vast ocean of love."
"You're lying."
"You know I’m lying, and you still ask!" Long Aotian playfully tapped Lin Wanqing on the head.
Lin Wanqing pouted, "But you said I could ask anything."
"Still trying to argue with your brother, huh? Want me to give you a light punch?"
"You’re such a violent and domineering brother..."
Sometimes, it’s hard to judge a person just by their demeanor and personality.
Take Lin Wanqing, for instance. No matter how cool and distant she appears, deep down, she’s just an eighteen-year-old girl.
She can act indifferent to countless people, but in front of those she truly acknowledges, that’s when the real Lin Wanqing shines through.
They started as strangers, then became somewhat familiar friends, and now they’ve grown into siblings who can trust each other.
Though it’s just verbal, and Long Aotian thinks he’s done something trivial, believing her gratitude is a bit excessive.
Yet, this seemingly insignificant bond, even if casually mentioned, allows Lin Wanqing to reveal the self she hides beneath her icy exterior.
In response to Lin Wanqing’s teasing, Long Aotian shrugged it off. "Who told you to trust someone you’ve only known for a few days?"
"Getting to know you isn’t easy," Lin Wanqing replied, and she wasn’t wrong; knowing Long Aotian was indeed quite a challenge.
Lin Wanqing thought she looked pretty good, but in front of Long Aotian, he didn’t seem to care at all.
While female independence and strength are beautiful traits, it’s undeniable that women possess a natural allure for men.
That allure often comes from being beautiful and having a good figure—advantages that, in Long Aotian’s eyes, seemed to hold no weight.
Lin Wanqing had offered him medicine twice.
The first time, she was a bit flustered, and Long Aotian was too tipsy to notice anything.
But the second time? In the restaurant, most of the guys were drawn to her, yet Long Aotian’s gaze remained unfazed. She even had to ask him for his contact information...
After that, she took the initiative to invite him out twice.
The first time, she dressed up nicely, only to be thrown off by Long Aotian’s casual "Let’s just sit for a bit," which unsettled her.
This time, she put in extra effort to look good, and with the sisterly connection, Long Aotian finally gave her his phone number.
So, was it really that easy?
Hearing Lin Wanqing say it wasn’t easy to know him, Long Aotian nodded seriously. "Maybe I’m just too cool and distant."
That joke made Lin Wanqing laugh for a long time. "Yeah, you’re the coolest of them all."
When they reached the entrance of the music department, Lin Wanqing waved at Long Aotian. "Goodbye, I had a great time today."
"Goodbye! I hope every day is even better than today for you."
Watching Long Aotian walk away, Lin Wanqing turned her gaze back to the campus.
Today, with her well-thought-out appearance, she looked stunning. The silver moonlight draped over her, casting a soft, ethereal glow.
"Hey, junior! I’ve been searching for that perfume you’re wearing for ages. Can I ask what brand it is?"
"I don’t wear perfume." Lin Wanqing’s voice returned to its usual cold indifference.
"Uh... sorry to bother you..." The senior who tried to strike up a conversation quickly lowered his head and walked away.
As he left, a smile crept back onto Lin Wanqing’s face. She hadn’t lied; she really was happy today, and that little encounter hadn’t dampened her mood.
Back in the dorm.
Her roommates, already washed up and lounging on their beds, perked up the moment Lin Wanqing walked in, their fatigue from military training seemingly vanishing in an instant.
They teased her about how her date went that night.
Once back in her room, Lin Wanqing flopped onto her bed. Military training was exhausting, and she was surprised she had made it this far.
But facing her roommates’ playful banter, she weakly replied, "I told you, it’s not what you think."
"Sure, sure, you’re just doing it out of gratitude, right?"
"The hero who saves the beauty is handsome: ‘I have nothing to offer but my body.’
The hero who saves the beauty isn’t handsome: ‘I have no way to repay you in this life, so I’ll be your servant in the next.’ Which one are you?"
"You guys are way too nosy!" Lin Wanqing shot them an exasperated glance.
It felt like her roommates were too curious, making it impossible for her to keep secrets.
"Who told you you’re the only one in our dorm with romantic suspicions?"
"Exactly! While we were still learning everyone’s names in class, you were already adding that handsome guy from T University on QQ and going out with him twice..."
Lin Wanqing didn’t respond, freshened up, and lay back on her bed.
But hearing her roommates’ chatter made her feel conflicted. The conflict stemmed from her genuine feelings for Long Aotian.
But she had no idea if he felt even a little bit the same way.
Since she had never been in a relationship, encountering someone she liked made her overthink everything.
Her mind was filled with confusion.
Finally, Lin Wanqing burrowed under her covers, deciding to stop thinking and slowly test his feelings for her in the future.
With that thought, she covered her face with her hands, twisting and turning in her bed, feeling utterly embarrassed.
But upon reflection, it seemed hard not to develop feelings for a guy like Long Aotian.
Mature, interesting, responsible, with a touch of humor and a hint of goofiness...
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Chapter 150: Those Who Understand Everything Suffer the Most
In the following days, all the freshmen across the various departments endured the grueling military training.
Even Long Aotian was so worn out he didn’t want to move.
Every day, Hu Yuying would share some amusing stories with him. Looking at the photos she sent today, he couldn’t help but chuckle at the new addition beside her.
Since that day, Li Qingxue hadn’t shared any daily anecdotes with him, which probably meant she was still a bit upset.
"Yuying, who’s that ugly person next to you?"
As soon as he sent the message, he was bombarded with a flurry of replies.
It was Li Qingxue.
In summary, her messages conveyed one thing: "Where am I ugly? I’m pretty too, you know?"
"Oh, finally decided to speak up? I thought you’d quit QQ."
The chat window showed [The other person is typing...].
Instead of Li Qingxue’s reply, Hu Yuying’s message came through first: [Long Ge, don’t tease Qingxue anymore, she’s about to go crazy (sneaky smile emoji)].
Just reading Hu Yuying’s text made Long Aotian feel her barely contained laughter and Li Qingxue’s sulking.
So, he decided to make a video call.
It was quickly answered on the other end.
What greeted him was Hu Yuying’s smiling face.
It had been several days since they last saw each other, and despite the military training, Yuying hadn’t tanned; instead, she seemed to radiate a certain charm.
Military training hones one’s will and character, and it was clear Hu Yuying had performed exceptionally well.
"Long Ge, you’ve tanned and lost weight," Hu Yuying said with a grin.
Compared to before military training, Long Aotian had indeed tanned a bit and lost some weight, but overall, he looked even more handsome.
"Lost weight?" Long Aotian couldn’t see it himself. After every training session, he ate a lot and hadn’t noticed any change.
"You have! Your chin is sharper now," Hu Yuying insisted.
She secretly checked Long Aotian’s photos every day, so she was quite certain.
Only someone who cares so much would notice even the slightest change.