Ye Qingcheng sat on the stool with her legs crossed, eating an orange: "It's quite sweet, would you like another segment?"
Bai Ye lay on the ground looking up at Ye Qingcheng, and could see Ye Qingcheng's slender legs wrapped in stockings, swaying her slippers like a little snake.
The more Bai Ye looked at her, the more it itched in her heart, wishing she could just grab her and make her behave.
But for the sake of his life, he decisively stopped himself from having such a suicidal thought.
Bai Ye voiced her doubts: "Didn't you sprain your ankle? Doesn't it hurt to shake like that?"
Ye Qingcheng blushed, noticing that Bai Ye had been staring at her feet. She quickly put down her crossed legs and sat up straight, also pressing down her skirt: "Pervert, dead foot fetishist, lecher."
white night:……
He suddenly felt a little regretful, because Ye Qingcheng's skirt was quite high just now. If his gaze had drifted upwards a little, he might have seen a beautiful view.
Unfortunately, once missed, there will be no second chance. Bai Ye wished he could slap himself for speaking just now.
Bai Ye said calmly, "I'm just concerned about the wounded; you can't slander me."
Ye Qingcheng pouted: "Hmph, a day has passed, I'm much better now. I'm just walking a little slower, what's wrong with me stretching my muscles?"
Bai Ye threatened, "Don't you dare cause yourself further trauma, or you'll be the one crying later!"
Ye Qingcheng smiled dangerously: "Heh, I'm sure I'll take you with me before I cry."
Bai Ye decisively chose to keep quiet.
He sat up and said helplessly, "Alright, alright, I'm not going to joke around with you anymore. I have to go. Class is about to start, and I don't want to be late for my first first aid class."
Ye Qingcheng snorted coldly: "You act like someone's blocking your way. You've been lying on the ground for so long, you've made my floor dirty."
Bai Ye rolled her eyes. "Who do you think did this?"
He stood up, about to brush the dust off his back.
A small hand had already climbed onto his back, gently patting the dust off it.
Ye Qingcheng said with dissatisfaction, "Turn around a little, I can't get a picture from the other side."
Bai Ye couldn't help but smile, feeling a warmth in his heart. This little tsundere just couldn't hold back with her words.
He obediently turned around and accepted the girl's gentle pats.
"alright."
As soon as Bai Ye turned around, Ye Qingcheng hurriedly turned around as well, not daring to look at him.
However, she was slightly slower than Bai Ye, which allowed him to see her bright red and delicate face.
Bai Ye shook his head, slightly helpless: "Then I'll go first. Contact me anytime if you need anything."
Ye Qingcheng responded calmly, "Mm!"
Bai Ye arrived at the door and just as he grasped the doorknob and pushed the door open.
Ye Qingcheng's voice made him pause.
She looked a little hesitant, but finally said softly, "Yesterday... the video was well shot, keep up the good work."
A question mark popped into Bai Ye's mind: "You've been possessed?"
Ye Qingcheng immediately became embarrassed and angry: "Go to hell!"
Bai Ye decisively slipped out the door, slammed it shut, and exclaimed in one swift motion, "Alright!"
Bai Ye, who was outside the door, did not leave immediately. Instead, he leaned against the door, thinking about Ye Qingcheng's appearance.
Ye Qingcheng's awkward expression just now was surprisingly cute!
But the affection hidden in his eyes made Bai Ye unable to meet his gaze.
At that moment, Bai Ye suddenly felt like smoking.
I checked my belt; no lighter, no cigarettes. What could I use to drown my loneliness?
He stared at the dimly lit ceiling in the corridor, lost in thought.
...
Bai Ye left the print shop with a piece of paper in her hand.
These are the things they'll use in their evening first aid class.
Passing by a small shop, Bai Ye felt an itch in his lungs and really wanted to have a cigarette.
He couldn't help but look around, feeling a bit guilty like a thief.
Sister Qingyue doesn't allow him to smoke, and she confiscated his cigarettes and lighter.
As a result, Bai Ye has been afraid to smoke lately.
Fortunately, Sister Qingyue was not here these past two days, so Baiye went in and bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.
As soon as he came out, he was patted on the shoulder. Bai Ye turned around and saw a cute little white-haired girl standing in front of him.
The little girl, full of energy, said, "Good evening, senior!"
"Good evening."
Bai Ye asked, "Aren't you going to evening self-study?"
"Oh dear, I'll go in a bit!" the little girl whined. "Evening self-study doesn't feel like going at all."
The thought of evening self-study gives her a headache; she doesn't know who invented this thing.
Bai Ye expressed her understanding.
Those who want to study should go study on their own; why impose such rigid requirements on everyone?
Everyone says that freshmen study in the evenings to reduce the pregnancy rate, but I don't know if it's true or not.
These are modern college students, how many of them are complete shut-ins who haven't even held hands with many girls? Why would they have such worries?
He felt it was completely unnecessary, especially since he was already over eighteen and should have some responsibility for his promiscuous behavior.
It's fair to say that since we've all been through freshman year, Bai Ye naturally has a lot to complain about regarding evening self-study.
Bai Ye said helplessly, "There's nothing I can do. The school requires you to attend, whether you want to or not!"
Luo Qingyan asked curiously, "What did you do to pass the time during evening self-study sessions in your freshman year?"
Bai Ye pondered for a moment: "Me?"
He honestly said, "In winter, I just lie there and sleep. It's too cold. My computer lab is on the sixth floor and there's no air conditioning. It's so cold that I don't even want to use my phone."
(That's how it is at my school. The first five floors all have air conditioning and heating, but my sixth-floor mechanical and electrical engineering classroom doesn't. It's unbearably hot in the summer and freezing cold in the winter. And we have to climb the stairs every day. They don't treat our mechanical and electrical engineering department like human beings.)
Bai Ye suggested, "At other times, just hand in a spare phone to cover it up. You can also hand in a spare phone to the phone pouch and play on your phone downstairs."
Luo Qingyan's little face showed a look of surprise: "Huh? But when our class did the inspection, they just took attendance and left when everyone arrived. Nobody checked the phone pouches!"
Bai Ye's eyes widened. What?
Why was it that when they were freshmen, the disciplinary inspection department patrolled outside every day, observing them through the peephole of the classroom door to see if they were playing on their phones, or calling them out if they saw someone wearing headphones?
While you're walking quickly between classes or during the break, come over and take a picture of the phone pouch to see whose phone is missing.
No way? Is it just my university, Mechanical and Electrical Engineering, that's being treated differently?
(I don't know about other schools, but I feel like our school isn't very friendly towards mechanical and electrical engineering students; it feels like they're treating us like free labor.)
Bai Ye was speechless.
He was speechless: "Then why aren't you happy? You can still play on your phone. Back then, we weren't even allowed to play on our phones."
The little girl pouted ╰(???)╯: "But I don't want to sit there. There are so many unfamiliar people. I'd rather stay with my seniors."
Bai Ye smiled, indicating that he couldn't help: "I can't help you with this. You could do something meaningful during evening self-study! Like studying or something..."
Although he himself felt uncomfortable talking about studying, since he hadn't studied anything during evening self-study sessions in his freshman year.
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