Chapter 74 Could it be a case of running away with the ball?
The room was deathly silent; the three of them seemed to have suddenly lost their ability to understand Chinese.
Why would Wen, who was rumored to be single, suddenly appear at their dormitory door and say he was looking for his boyfriend?
Are they all hallucinating?
Wen Zhi stood at the door for a moment, and seeing that the people in the dormitory were still frozen in place, a hint of confusion appeared on her beautiful face, and she began to wonder if she had gone to the wrong place.
He glanced quickly at the room number on the door, which clearly read "203" in red paint—the dormitory room where Song Juelan lived.
Just as Wen Zhi hesitated whether to say anything more, Fei Kangcheng, who was closest to the door, finally recovered from the huge shock and forced a smile: "Um... Senior Wen, Brother Song hasn't come back yet. Why don't you come in and sit down and wait for a while?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the other two seemed to thaw out suddenly, and they started moving around in a flurry of activity. Jia Rui quickly pulled out the chair in front of Song Juelan's desk, while Cheng Yuanji immediately took out a disposable paper cup and poured water.
Wen Zhi had only come to give Song Juelan a wallet. She originally wanted to say no, but seeing that they had already poured water for her, she still walked over and sat down on the chair that had been pulled out.
"Sorry to bother you." He smiled somewhat apologetically at the three tense-looking boys.
The three of them waved their hands in unison and said in unison, "We won't bother you at all!"
This was Wen Zhi's first time visiting Song Juelan's dormitory. His gaze, filled with curiosity, fell upon the neat desk in front of him.
This was clearly Song Juelan's seat. The desk was tidy and meticulously arranged, with a black laptop in the center and a mini calendar in the upper left corner. There was nothing else there.
There seemed to be something written on that calendar. Wen Zhi picked it up and glanced at it. Almost every date had a few words written next to it, such as a meeting or gym appointment.
However, amidst this neat expanse of black lettering, a strikingly conspicuous red heart was drawn next to one of the dates.
Wen Zhi blinked, stared at the date and pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered that it was the day Song Juelan caught him red-handed at the bar.
What's so special about marking this?
His ears felt a little hot, his fingertips curled slightly, and he turned the page again as if possessed.
On the previous month's page, each date still had a lot of schedules written next to it, which was completely different from what Wen Zhi thought was just "working a summer job" at the swimming pool.
He couldn't understand the abbreviations, but he immediately noticed that several dates were marked in red pen, some with a smiley face and others with a crooked little flower.
Wen Zhi's memory wasn't very good, but after trying hard, she managed to recall the events that happened on a few of those dates.
For example, this smiling face is from the day Song Juelan was secretly filmed and went viral online, preventing him from going to the swimming pool to teach Xiaotang. That night, Song Juelan came to his house, and the two held hands for the first time on their way to the night market.
For example, this little flower is from the day Song Juelan confessed her feelings to him. That night, Song Juelan said she would teach him to swim, but during the lesson, she took the opportunity to kiss him cautiously for the first time.
Wen Zhi's ears grew hotter and hotter, but the corners of her lips subtly curved upwards.
He couldn't help but flip back a few more pages and found that in the earlier months, there was only black text, and it wasn't until the start of summer vacation that those red marks appeared in between.
Wen Zhi didn't flip through the calendar any further. She turned it back to the current month and put it back in its original place.
"Um... Senior Wen." A cautious voice suddenly came from behind.
Wen Zhi turned around, a faint smile still playing on her lips: "Hmm?"
The three people in the dormitory looked conflicted, as if they had gone through a fierce internal struggle before finally mustering the courage to speak.
Fei Kangcheng scratched the back of his head and asked uncertainly, "Are you and Brother Song really dating?"
“Yes,” Wen Zhi readily admitted.
The three people's pupils dilated instantly.
The seemingly detailed posts on the forum weren't actually nonsense.
Immediately afterwards, the three of them exchanged a glance, and all of them showed extremely complicated expressions.
But didn't Brother Song already say he had a girlfriend? Could it be what they're thinking...?
Just then, the half-closed dormitory door was suddenly pushed open, and Song Juelan, covered in sweat, appeared in the doorway, instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the dormitory.
Fei Kangcheng and the other two all fixed their gazes on the tall figure at the door.
Originally, the four of them in the dormitory were supposed to walk together after class tonight, but after class, three of them chose to go to the cafeteria for a late-night snack, while Song Juelan chose to go for a night run, so they parted ways at the entrance of the teaching building.
Is this why Song Juelan was able to win over Senior Wen right after the start of the semester, while they can only watch from the sidelines?
Song Juelan's gaze caught sight of a familiar figure sitting in his seat. He paused for a moment, then walked a few steps to his desk, half-squatting down beside the chair. All he could see was the person in his seat: "Why are you here?"
Wen Zhi's eyebrows curved slightly, and she said, half-jokingly, "I came because I missed you."
Song Juelan's dark eyes suddenly lit up. He placed one hand on the back of his chair, leaned forward slightly, and asked in a low voice, "You really missed me?"
The two had only been separated for a few hours, so this reason was obviously untenable, but Song Juelan still believed it without hesitation.
Wen Zhi's cheeks flushed red, and she looked away uncomfortably.
What's this? Is it just a matter of learning from one mistake only to make another?
He gave a mumbled "hmm," then took the black wallet out of his pocket and handed it to Song Juelan: "Also, I came to give you this."
Song Juelan's gaze shifted to the wallet in Wen Zhi's hand. He paused for a moment before reaching out to take it and asking, "Why didn't you let me go upstairs to get it?"
"I haven't been to your dorm before, so I just stopped by to take a look."
The two exchanged a few words in hushed tones in their seats, and Wen Zhi, no longer wanting to disturb them, got up to return to her dormitory.
Song Juelan followed closely behind him out of the dormitory: "I'll take you up."
A question mark appeared above Wen Zhi's head, her long eyelashes fluttering: "If you go up there, then I'll have made a wasted trip?"
"..." After thinking about it carefully, Song Juelan also felt that it made some sense. He could only stand at the dormitory door and watch Wen Zhi's back turn into the stairwell.
Then he turned around and went back to his dormitory.
As soon as he stepped into the dormitory, he found his three roommates standing there, casting complicated glances at him.
Fei Kangcheng said in a heavy tone, "Brother Song, I don't think what you're doing is appropriate. What will Senior Wen think if he finds out the truth?"
Jia Rui nodded solemnly in agreement, saying, "Yes, Brother Song, nothing stays hidden forever. You need to think carefully about the consequences!"
Still clinging to a sliver of hope, Cheng Yuanji tentatively asked, "Brother Song, did you break up with your previous girlfriend?"
Song Juelan frowned. Combining Wen Zhi's appearance earlier with the "previous boyfriend" mentioned by the three of them, he finally understood what was going on.
Oh, it's the trap Wen Zhi set for him before.
He explained calmly, "Wen Zhi is the person I mentioned before."
All three of them were stunned for a moment, their brains going blank.
“I knew him before,” Song Juelan walked to the desk and sat down, explaining only the key points. “Later, there was a misunderstanding, and we didn’t see each other for a while. We just made up recently.”
He didn't say that he had no idea Wen Zhi was at S University, otherwise the matter would have been even more difficult to explain.
The three of them stared blankly for a long while before they could barely process what he had said. They looked at each other, and finally felt a huge weight lifted from their hearts.
Jia Rui slapped his thigh, suddenly realizing, "Oh, so that's how it is!"
Cheng Yuanji put on a "I knew it" expression: "Hey! I knew Brother Song wasn't that kind of person!"
However, Fei Kangcheng still remembered that Song Juelan had asked a strange question before—did Wen Zhi have a child?
His brain raced uncontrollably, instantly conjuring up a whole drama in his mind.
Could it be... that Senior Wen ran off with Song Ge while pregnant?
Fei Kangcheng was utterly shocked by his own imagination.
As a freshman, Song's life experience is truly... rich and colorful.
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Meanwhile, gossip posts about Song Juelan and Wen Zhi piled up on the campus forum.
The post was filled with diverse opinions and heated discussions.
65L: [Are you kidding? Does the original poster mean Wen Zhi hasn't dated anyone for so many years, but suddenly started dating a freshman this year?]
99L: [OP, that's enough. Two people standing at the school gate exchanging a few words, and that's considered being affectionate? Even UC's sensationalist department wouldn't dare make that up!]
158L: [But it feels so sweet! They're in the same school, and they were so reluctant to part ways.]
175L: [CP fans, get out there!]
...
Wen Zhi was completely unaware of the chaos on the forum. It was only on her way to class the next day that she noticed she was being stared at more often than usual, with obvious curiosity and inquiry.
He was a little confused and subconsciously looked down to check himself. His clothes were on correctly, his pants were zipped up properly, and his socks were the same color and style.
There doesn't seem to be anything strange about it.
He walked to the classroom in a daze and sat down with his roommate in an empty row.
They arrived early today, and there weren't many people in the classroom yet. The four of them occupied this row of seats, and there was one empty seat next to them.
Ding Mingjun glanced towards the doorway, then suddenly patted Wen Zhi on the shoulder and casually asked, "Xiao Zhi, do you think that guy is the most handsome guy in the broadcasting department? You said he was pretty good-looking before."
Wen Zhi looked over blankly, just as a group of people rushed in through the door. She didn't know which one Ding Mingjun was referring to.
He tried hard to recall, but still couldn't remember: "Really?"
"Yeah! Weren't we discussing which department in the School of Media and Communication had the most handsome guy?" Ding Mingjun enthusiastically helped him recall.
Although he is sexually attracted to women, he used to accompany Wen Zhi, who is obsessed with good looks, to look at handsome men in their dorm.
Wen Zhi narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to see the faces of the boys clearly, but asked uncertainly, "Is it the one walking in front, or the second to last?"
Which one looks better?
Wen Zhi answered almost instinctively, "The one in front."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that it wasn't Ding Mingjun's voice. Turning his head, he saw Ding Mingjun hunched over the table, pretending to be dead.
Wen Zhi blinked slowly, then belatedly turned her head away.
Song Juelan had silently appeared behind him without him noticing, her eyebrows slightly raised, and slowly repeated his words: "The one in front is prettier."
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