Yu Jiuyuan turned her head, her eyes crinkling with a smile: "It was prepared a long time ago, and it's a brand recommended by President Xie."
She remembered that when the astronomy club was recruiting new members last month, Xie Zhecheng casually mentioned that a certain professional outdoor brand's windbreaker had excellent warmth retention, so she asked the housekeeper to prepare the same model the next day.
Xie Zhecheng gripped the folder tightly with his fingertips, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. What he didn't say was that he had only mentioned that brand of windbreaker once within the club, and few members even paid it any mind, yet she remembered it.
This subtle concern was like a pebble thrown into a frozen lake, the ripples it created causing him some inexplicable irritation.
Yuan Xu finally looked up from the tablet and pushed up her glasses: "There may be ancient microbial spores in the glacier layer of Changbai Mountain. I brought sterile sampling tubes."
He looked at Yu Jiuyuan, his eyes sparkling, "Could you hold the flashlight for me then? Your hand is very steady."
“Of course,” Yu Jiuyuan replied immediately, her voice almost overflowing with tenderness. “As long as you need it.”
Rong Shenghan picked up the coffee on the table, gently blew on it to cool it, glanced at the three of them, and a faint smile played on his lips.
As the chairman, he always managed to switch perfectly between different people. He was adept at catering to Xie Zhecheng, patiently indulging Yuan Xu, remaining calm and collected with Lin Yanran, and even with himself, his seemingly equal intimacy always felt like it was separated by a transparent veil.
He recalled that yesterday in the student union archives, he had inadvertently seen Lin Yanran's application to join the organization, and the guarantor's name was Yu Jiuyuan.
Just the day before, Lin Yanran had been arguing with her in the office, yet she turned around and made things convenient for him. Her shrewdness was even more impressive than the rumors suggested.
“Oh, right,” Yu Jiuyuan said as if she suddenly remembered something, and looked at Rong Shenghan, “Can I borrow the vice president’s camera? I heard you’re really good at taking landscape photos, and I’d like to borrow your equipment to try taking pictures of the starry sky.”
Rong Shenghan's smile deepened: "It's my pleasure." He took out a camera from his backpack and handed it to her, his fingertips deliberately brushing against her palm. "If you don't understand anything about adjusting the parameters tonight, you can always come to me."
The warm touch was fleeting. Yu Jiuyuan took the camera, her fingertips tracing the cool metal casing, her smile unchanged.
Rong Shenghan's favorability rating is 43, while Xie Zhecheng's is only 8, making him much more unpredictable. He seems to always stand at a safe distance, gently responding to her every step, but never letting her truly get close.
Only Yuan Xu was still excitedly planning the sampling route, Xie Zhecheng had already packed up the documents and was ready to leave, and Lin Yanran's footsteps had long since disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Yu Jiuyuan looked at the Changbai Mountain observation plan in her hand and gently tapped the name "Xie Zhecheng" with her fingertip.
One week left.
The frozen Changbai Mountain might be a good place to reshuffle all the stats.
Whether it's Xie Zhecheng's emotional fluctuations beneath the thin layer of ice, Rong Shenghan's true thoughts behind the mask, the cracks outside Yuanxu's biological world, or Lin Yanran's unsheathed thorn, they all need to be properly "tamed."
She picked up her phone and sent a message to the housekeeper: "Check Lin Yanran's allergy history and eating habits."
Just as the notification of successful delivery popped up, the snow outside the window stopped.
Sunlight pierced through the clouds, casting a dazzling white reflection on the snow, much like the seemingly pure yet unfathomably deep lake in her eyes.
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