He Waits for You at the Depths of Time

A story of mutual crushes and reuniting after a long separation, mainly set on campus. It's a sweet romance.

Su Xun falls in love with a boy, only to discover that the boy likes her too.<...

Chapter 155

On October 9th, the sky was clear and cloudless.

The newly renovated gate of Rossi Secondary School was adorned with a large red banner celebrating the school's 60th anniversary, which swayed gently in the breeze. Several rows of cars were parked in the parking lot in front of the school, creating a spectacular sight.

The flowerbeds that were planted with gardenias were temporarily replaced with various transplanted flowers, each vying for attention with its own unique beauty.

The campus was bustling with people. Students who had graduated ten or even decades ago were dressed in formal attire and evening gowns, their hair meticulously styled, exuding an air of elite sophistication.

Those invited back to the school for the anniversary celebration are all well-known figures from all walks of life. Their return is to bring honor to their alma mater. Other students can also come, but they don't have invitations; they are notified through their former homeroom teachers.

Su Xun stared at the gold-embossed invitation in Pei Ke's hand, her face full of envy.

Pei Ke not only received an invitation, but also had to give a speech as an outstanding graduate.

Clearly, with Su Xun's current level of cultivation, he received nothing.

Su Xun sighed: "You mean the difference between people is really that big?"

"What did you say?" There were too many voices around, and Pei Ke didn't hear clearly. He bent down slightly and turned his head towards Su Xun.

“We used to sit in the same classroom, but some of us became shining stars in the sky, while others are still struggling at the bottom.”

Su Xun glanced at the invitation in Pei Ke's hand, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Pei Ke smiled and instinctively reached out to ruffle Su Xun's hair, but his hand was ruthlessly slapped away.

Su Xun complained, "I spent so long getting my hair done, don't mess it up."

Pei Ke put his hand back to his side, then suddenly leaned down to Su Xun's ear, his lips barely moving: "Some people are stars, but they only shine for one person."

His warm breath fell on Su Xun's delicate skin, and she was a little embarrassed and annoyed: "How old are you, still saying such things?"

He straightened up, took Su Xun's wrist, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "I'm only twenty-six years old, how am I old, hmm?"

Su Xun remained silent, somewhat dazed.

She's only twenty-six.

But it was as if the two of them had known each other for a lifetime. In her short life of twenty-six years, Pei Ke appeared in her world for a full twenty years.

For an ordinary couple, twenty years is enough for them to meet, get to know each other, fall in love, get married, have children, and watch their children grow up.

But for them, it seemed like everything was just beginning.

They still have many stories to tell and many adventures to experience.

Fortunately, they still have several decades to squander.

Pei Ke noticed that Su Xun had been easily lost in her own world lately, and would often space out if he wasn't careful. He tightened his grip on Su Xun's wrist.

He began by asking, "What are you thinking about?"

Su Xun pulled his thoughts back, and the slightly immature image in his mind overlapped with the more mature and handsome face in front of him, bringing him back to reality.

She smiled and shook her head: "It's nothing, I just think you look really handsome today."

She gave a thumbs up.

Pei Ke was wearing a handcrafted custom-made suit from a niche international brand, along with silver cufflinks chosen by Su Xun. He looked noble, elegant, and meticulous.

"You're just fooling me again."

He glared at Su Xun, but his eyes were full of laughter.

The scene reminded Su Xun of an old story. Many years ago, Su Xun had also praised Pei Ke, but the young boy at that time was very shy, and his whole face turned red.

I don't blush anymore, but I still can't help feeling embarrassed when she makes a joke.