Chapter 2, Youth as Radiant as Peach Blossoms (Part 2)

He drove Jin Weiyi's car out, with Youyou sitting in the passenger seat, her brows tightly furrowed. While waiting at a red light, Jin Zhiyuan glanced at her and jokingly said, "My driving skills aren't that bad, are they?"

She responded to him with a noncommittal "uh-huh" as the noise on the phone was quite loud. Jin Zhiyuan then said, "I won't be able to have dinner with you tomorrow"

On the way back, Youyou expressed some regret: "How come you didn't draw a single killer card?"

When the call was connected, he had already arrived downstairs, softly and slowly saying, "Come down"

Jin Zhiyuan's footsteps paused for a moment, his gaze still following that figure, yet he did not release the hand supporting Su Yang, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth

Youyou gritted her teeth and reluctantly retorted, "Why is it me?"

Then call out to me when the time comes, I also want to watch Manchester United

Dr. Wang nodded and said, "This condition will not resolve on its own; surgery is definitely required. It will be somewhat painful, and a few stitches will be needed."

Su Yang stood right in front of him, her slender figure captivating, yet her gaze seemed to melt into his eyes. After a moment, she said, "Hmm, I came to talk to you."

Youyou merely shook her head

So proud and aloof, as if watching a child's farce. Jin Zhiyuan suddenly lost his patience, and at the same time, his inherent rationality told him that standing in front of her would only make the night increasingly worse. Thus, he straightened up and turned to leave. Battling the wind, the corner of his army green coat was lifted by the gusts, leaving Youyou standing alone in place, at a loss.

Youyou let out a "tch" and said, "Zeng Tianyang, stop showing off your crucial penalty kick, how many times have I told you? Should I recite it for you?"

Youyou looked back cautiously and asked, "What is it?" He sighed and led her to a vacant area in a corner of the campus, which in summer was a popular spot for couples to date, but now, due to the cold weather, it was completely empty.

Jin Zhiyuan smiled somewhat helplessly: "I am preparing for the exam"

Jin Zhiyuan was taken aback and couldn't help but laugh: "If you had said it earlier, I would have explained it to you clearly."

Dr. Wang looked for a moment and suddenly asked, "Does it hurt?"

After this drop slides down, it truly cannot be stopped. Youyou has never been one to cry since childhood, but now she simply cannot hold back. She clearly does not want to undergo the surgery, yet Jin Zhiyuan is forcing her to come. She has even had several stitches on her tongue, making it impossible for her to eat or speak... Youyou is now desperately gripping the back of Jin Zhiyuan's hand, feeling that this is the only way to feel a bit better, yet she cannot cry out loud, only choking back her sobs, her face turning red from the effort.

Ultimately, it is still difficult to bite down. If the food lies quietly on the tongue, there is no sensation at all; however, as soon as it moves slightly, it immediately causes a sharp pain that makes one gasp. Youyou took a sip of juice, swallowed the bread whole, obediently set down the remaining half, and resignedly swallowed the lotus root powder bite by bite.

In this case, Jin Zhiyuan truly did not expect it, and for a moment was at a loss for words. Instead of being angry, he laughed: "Who is watching your joke? Do I want to have a meal with you just to see you make a fool of yourself?" His eyes narrowed, and the once clear and bright black pupils could no longer be found.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Invasion?" His laughter was low, as if he found it quite amusing, "Youyou, you need to get used to it"

Her gaze immediately became clearer as she pushed his head away slightly: "How come you are back?" Then she paused for a moment: "With your classmate?"

However, she gradually began to feel pain, and could sense that her tongue was stitched together. She felt a heat in her mouth, as if a huge gash had been made, and the knife was still grinding away, even causing a ringing in her ears. The anesthetic wore off too quickly; she had not yet had the chance to make a sound. Just as she was about to cry out, her tongue was pulled slightly, causing a tear to roll down her cheek.

But when she heard the name Jin Zhiyuan—ha, so it was he who said it... Breathing became a hindrance, and she could not swallow that mouthful of food. Without even closing her eyes, she could envision the expression on that person's face when he spoke those words, his tone indifferent, his gaze consistently impassive, with the corners of his slightly upturned double eyelids. In short, he regarded himself as a romantic sage, turning away with pride, as if shedding a burden.

Youyou paused for a moment and asked, "Won't it get better on its own?" At the same time, she cast a glance at Jin Zhiyuan beside her; their eyes lightly met for a brief moment before quickly darting away.

On this winter night, Su Yang leaned against the boy she loved, yet she tasted the most bitter and piercing sorrow.

Dr. Wang sat down with the syringe, while Jin Zhiyuan covered Youyou's eyes with his left hand and whispered in her ear, "It will be over soon." His fingers were cold, resting on Youyou's face, like a cool breeze gently sweeping by, suddenly obscuring her state of extreme panic

"Please go in, everyone in the room is watching." Sun Zhi slowly followed behind Zhou Xiayang, smiling meaningfully at Jin Zhiyuan, casually pointing at the glass window of the restaurant

Jin Zhiyuan placed his hand on her shoulder and applied a slight pressure: "Let's go, we will have a meal together"

"Shi Youyou, the doctor said that after the surgery you can only eat soft foods. You can stay at my house, and Auntie can cook for you. My sister is on a business trip, so you don't have to feel awkward about it." Jin Zhiyuan glanced at her, "Moreover, you still need to receive intravenous therapy, and it's inconvenient to run back and forth every day." He spoke very seriously, "I am just fulfilling my duty to take care of a classmate."

Thus, a compromise was considered, and Cao Liping said, "Shall we broadly tap into our connections and go kill together?"

She smiled slightly but said something unrelated: "Let's catch up with old classmates"

Jin Zhiyuan sat in the car after finishing the call, and glanced at the time: "Sister, it's quite late today"

He simply replied with two or three sentences, his speech slow and steady: "Are you sure?"

Is it still because she saw him with Su Yang? She has never felt inferior, but even Zhou Xiayang said, "Being with Jin Zhiyuan is like an older brother with a younger sister." She used to not care, but tonight, seeing such a well-matched pair, she felt an inexplicable anger rise within her

That time, Jin Zhiyuan did not answer her, but simply touched her face and said, "Youyou, don't you feel that you are not very serious about your relationship?" However, this time, their hands were tightly intertwined, and he finally smiled contentedly, "Are you reluctant to see me go?"

After some discussion, I finally threw out the most clichéd question: "Beautiful lady, why have you been single all this time"

He smiled in a way that was neither fully a smile nor a frown and said, "Shi Youyou, the school has been strictly enforcing discipline and decorum these past few days. There is no need for you to go to such extremes."

"Find a place to stay!" he replied matter-of-factly, yet with a hint of helplessness. As she stared at him in astonishment, he hurried to explain, "Don't worry, I mean no harm."

After a long silence, I could no longer hold back and finally expressed what was on my mind: "Do you know what I am angry about? First, is it true that you told Zeng Tianyang that in a relationship, if one party wants to break up, there should be no dragging things out? Second, I feel very uncomfortable seeing you with Su Yang"

The cold wind blew fiercely, and the sudden drop in temperature did not awaken him. Jin Zhiyuan suddenly felt a sense of confusion, unable to discern what thoughts were swirling in his mind. Perhaps there was jealousy, along with the anger of being rejected, but more than anything, there was a sense of agitation. In just a few minutes, he found himself feeling somewhat regretful, knowing full well that she was a straightforward and easygoing girl, and younger than him, yet he had truly quarreled with her. As he pondered this, he unknowingly walked onto a small path beside the teaching building and took out his phone.

As Youyou stepped out, she intended to take a taxi to buy the train tickets. Jin Zhiyuan held her back, his tone calm: "No rush, let's finish the surgery before we go back." There was no hint of a smile in his eyes, which were as deep as ink drops that had been ground for a long time.

"Um..." he replied absentmindedly, "I will take you home first. Don't mind her, she is still a child"

They have been classmates since high school. Jin Zhiyuan was popular at school, and many girls secretly passed him notes; sometimes he would also have closer relationships with a few girls. However, she knew that those little flirtations were not genuine; he seemed to take many things lightly. Later, during the college entrance examination, she was the last to submit her application form, which was because she had secretly looked at the university he applied to in the office. Even so, as she watched him start a relationship with someone else, a sense of pride lingered in her heart, and she always comforted herself that it was merely due to her own reserve and unwillingness to take the initiative.

Jin Zhiyuan stood up and bent down in front of her, saying, "I will go call the doctor, stop crying, be good." At that moment, her eyes truly resembled two clear springs, with tears rolling down like drops of pearls. The light-colored sweater was soft and fluffy, yet it did not absorb water, so the tears kept sliding down to the collar, making her cheeks cold and damp. He looked at her with a pained heart, feeling at a loss, and turned to call for the doctor.

The healing ability of the tongue is quite fast, generally the stitches can be removed in about a week. For meals, eat some soft foods; the first two days are the hardest, but it will get better afterwards. Dr. Wang said while organizing: "You should persuade her to come in for the surgery sooner; having that thing grow there... is never good." He then asked: "Are you on vacation? That's even better, it won't affect your studies."

Jin Zhiyuan instinctively glanced at Youyou, whose thin skin had already turned red from embarrassment. She pinched his hand hard. He straightened his face, assumed a serious demeanor, and softly comforted her, "It's nothing."

His attractive eyebrows slightly raised, seemingly finding this statement absurd: "Shi Youyou, are you out of your mind?" The voice carried a hint of anger, "Do you think I have the time to come down and argue with you on such a cold day?"

Jin Zhiyuan said again, "Don't make things worse, put on your slippers and go watch television." He then turned around to fiddle with the juicer, looking somewhat troubled, mumbling to himself, "How could it not work?"

Jin Zhiyuan's parents both work in Wendu City. After graduating, Jin Weiyi stayed here and bought a house. In the past, Jin Zhiyuan would return home for more than half of the time every ten days, but in the past month, he has come back less frequently. Jin Weiyi couldn't help but ask, "Do you have a girlfriend? Who did you just call?" She glanced at her brother, who was completely absorbed in the night view, showing no intention of responding to her.

It is merely the price of a cup of tea, yet the joy derived from it extends far beyond that. This feeling is distinctly reminiscent of the later abundance of exquisite dishes and delicately crafted foods, but it is only the simple pleasures of a pack of biscuits or an apple from one's student days that, upon reflection, evoke an extraordinary crispness and sweetness

She sleeps so sweetly, the corners of her mouth curving up adorably, as if she has a lollipop in her mouth

The television emitted a soft glow, while the sound of advertisements gently flowed by. Youyou felt as if everything was reminiscent of her childhood, curled up in her mother's embrace, warm and at ease. Jin Zhiyuan casually browsed through, and finally reached the time for the football match, but hesitated, wondering whether to wake her up or not

Jin Zhiyuan went outside to fetch her medication and also sent the excised polyp for routine histopathological examination. She sat alone in the treatment room waiting for the IV drip, and cautiously bit her tongue, feeling little sensation. He entered with the nurse and quietly asked, "Does it hurt?" Youyou shook her head gently and mumbled, "I don't feel anything." Her tongue felt like it was in a splint, making it difficult to speak. Jin Zhiyuan smiled and said, "That's good; it's rare that you can't talk these days, so I can enjoy some peace and quiet."

So adorable, Jin Zhiyuan truly couldn't help but want to hug her, so he leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice, "Shall we go out for dinner together tonight?" She had a pleasant, clean scent about her, not floral, but more like the fragrance of lemon-scented laundry detergent. He simply buried his head in her shoulder, waiting for her to wake up.

She was clearly unsteady on her feet. Jin Zhiyuan silently reached out his hand to support her shoulder, saying, "You have drunk too much." Those hands were so warm and firm, lingering in Su Yang's fading memory due to her slight intoxication. However, the warmth was only for this moment; he seemed to feel it was inappropriate and gently said, "You are drunk, I will take you back to your dormitory."

After sending Su Yang back to the dormitory, Jin Zhiyuan stood for a while at the bottom of the dormitory building. In fact, the girls' dormitory buildings were all clustered together, and from here, he could already see Shi Youyou's dormitory building. She lived on the third floor, in the third room from the left, which was lit up. With his hands in his pockets, he silently watched for a while, his fingers gently fiddling with his phone, as if he were contemplating his feelings

Fillet held Yang Weili's photo and slowly said, "It doesn't matter if the universe is reduced to atoms or if democracy is lost, as long as you are beside me, half-reclined, reading a book." The image was not clear, and Jin Zhiyuan looked at the subtitles, suddenly feeling a stir in his heart, and lowered his head to look at her

Youyou noticed his expression gradually tightening: "I'll be right there." After saying that, he seemed to lose interest in continuing to browse the supermarket, pulling her to the checkout. Just a moment ago, they were chatting and laughing, but suddenly the atmosphere turned cold. They quickly got into the car, and Youyou observed his hand gripping the steering wheel tightening gradually, with veins standing out on the back of his hand, so she asked him: "What happened?"

Upon further analysis, Youyou felt that her quick surrender was greatly influenced by the instigation of her close friends. Cao Liping was also taken aback, then smiled broadly and said, "Is it Senior Brother Jin? I have long admired you."

Sun Zhi also laughed along with the crowd, softly comforting her: "Look at that person, does he seem to care at all?" She then secretly glanced at Jin Zhiyuan, whose expression was somewhat peculiar. He was staring intently out the window, remaining silent like a statue for several seconds, before suddenly getting up and leaving the room

The quilt has a pleasant scent of sunshine, and lying in the grass on a spring day, lazily letting the sunlight flow over oneself, is precisely this feeling. Youyou only shows half of her head, feeling a bit drowsy, half-closing her eyes as she watches him play the animation of "Legend of the Galactic Heroes." Jin Zhiyuan casually selects an episode and sits at the head of the bed, accompanying her to watch.

"You were so perceptive before, and now you suddenly say you don't know." Sun Zhi just looked at Jin Zhiyuan and smiled, "Isn't it you, Jin Zhiyuan, who would be so protective?"

Being truly together, he felt that he was slowly changing. Youyou sometimes still seemed like a child, pure as a clear pool of water, effortlessly revealing her joys and sorrows. They went to the cafeteria to eat together, reviewed their lessons together, yet he felt that compared to the carefree days, he would rather have her by his side, listening to her tell little jokes she found online, and then being ordered to buy various snacks for the classroom.

Zhou Xiayang leaned close to Sun Zhi's ear and whispered something. Sun Zhi then looked at Jin Zhiyuan and smiled. Jin Zhiyuan cast them a sidelong glance and nonchalantly set down the wine glass in his hand

In retrospect, she thought that her tone should have been somewhat bittersweet and filled with panic, akin to the female protagonist in a Qiong Yao drama, weeping like a pear blossom in the rain, only to receive the male lead's soft consolation in return for a hundredfold affection. How unlike herself, who was as hard as a boulder.

The desolate venue is occasionally filled with the cries of wild cats, their sounds diluted a hundredfold, leaving one feeling a chill in the heart. In such a bleak and sorrowful atmosphere, with emotions running so poorly, I gazed at him from a high vantage point and blurted out a line that left even myself stunned: "If there is something to say, just say it quickly; let the breakup be swift as well"

Youyou returned to the classroom, continuing to review her interpretation notes. She opened the MP3 player to take notes, but the experience was extremely poor, with countless mistakes marked in red by her pen. She sighed, feeling inexplicably heavy-hearted, and decided to pack her things and head back to her dormitory to go online. Upon reaching the door, she took a turn and happened to walk down the same path she had taken that day with Jin Zhiyuan.

A sense of admiration quietly arose within her, and she couldn't help but ask, "How did you recognize it was me?"

Is it the drunken ramblings of Zeng Tianyang?

"Jin Zhiyuan, I am self-aware; whoever reminds, you know in your heart." Youyou smiled slyly. Someone on the opposite sofa also began to shout: "What secret talk are you having? We want to listen too!"

Youyou leaned in to take a look; he was supporting the juicer, which seemed to be malfunctioning, with a pile of oranges stuck at the bottom, unable to move. When he turned around, he noticed Youyou standing behind him, and was slightly surprised: "How come you are up?"

After a moment, Jin Zhiyuan came to his senses: "This one won't do, I can't see your face clearly." His voice was distinctly cheerful, his starry eyes sparkling, and Youyou turned her head away, not daring to look into his eyes again

Jin Weiyi laughed while driving: "Do you think I wanted to come pick you up? My mom came this afternoon, and I had just finished work and was heading home when I was urged to come get you."

Jin Zhiyuan glanced at the time and said, "I don't mind. Auntie, could you make some steamed eggs or tofu soup?"

He took it over, and Youyou went to get it, somewhat favoring a piece smeared with thick chocolate sauce. When she turned to speak to him, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, unaware that a bit of brown sauce was stuck there: "Jin Zhiyuan, do you know about a certain piece of social news?"

When she woke up in the morning, she felt much better, at least it was no longer the unbearable pain she had experienced yesterday. Looking in the mirror, she saw the scar on her tongue, but there were no signs of improvement, which made her feel somewhat disheartened. After casually washing her face, she pushed the door open. The living room was actually connected to the kitchen, allowing a clear view all the way through. At that moment, the sound of the machine grinding filled the air. Jin Zhiyuan was wearing a T-shirt and sweatpants, with very short hair, his back appearing refreshing.

"Why don't you ask how this photo came to be?" Youyou couldn't help but prompt him

However, with each step that Jin Zhiyuan took, it felt as if a strong adhesive was pulling him back. The image of that small face involuntarily surfaced in his mind, resembling a forsaken little pet, its eyes glistening with a pitiful sheen of tears. Resolutely halting his steps, he steeled himself, taking an even larger step this time, but instead turned back, and within two or three seconds, he found himself once again in front of Youyou.

He did not say anything further; the sunlight outside was too intense, causing his eyes to hurt, so he merely responded noncommittally: "Hmm"

The next morning, the entire dormitory was in a state of chaos. Youyou sent each of them off in taxis before returning to the dormitory to clean up the aftermath. In the afternoon, she was supposed to go to the hospital for a dental follow-up. After finishing his exam in the morning, Jin Zhiyuan accompanied her to take the bus.

This sentence resembles the thin, cold moonlight of winter, gently casting its glow between the two individuals, and like light snow fluttering, it suddenly makes the small space feel pure and cool

"How can that be? I feel embarrassed." Youyou is entangled in the matter of the surgery; every time she forces herself not to think about it, it clearly remains a huge monster lurking deep within, occasionally revealing hints that send shivers down her spine.

The doctor helplessly shook his head and said, "It may continue to grow larger; if you don't have it removed now, you will have to do so later—think it over again."

Youyou felt embarrassed, not looking back, and instead walked ahead of them.

Jin Zhiyuan's position was by the street, where a group of people were playing Truth or Dare, with the bottle pointing to someone who would then answer a question. This round landed on Su Yang, who was quite generous: "Who wants to ask?" Such an opportunity to interrogate a famous beauty was naturally not to be missed, and immediately someone said: "Let's discuss before we ask, this chance is rare."

Jin Zhiyuan did not waste words with her: "Don't use the exam as an excuse. Shi Youyou, you have your own selfish motives, don't you?"

Where has Youyou ever experienced such a thing? Suddenly feeling both angry and anxious, she kept turning over a thought: Jin Zhiyuan is a jerk! Her anger flared, and her steps quickened, almost breaking into a jog to catch up with the two people ahead. Then she raised her face and greeted loudly, "Senior brothers and sisters, what a coincidence!" Intentionally elongating the word "coincidence" and putting on a strong tone, as if to provoke. However, her eyes still betrayed her, turning red.

"Jin Zhiyuan, I am not a casual girl"

Youyou quickly revealed a glimpse of her braces to him, saying, "Look, this thing remains unnoticed if I am not with you. But now, it seems everyone knows that Jin Zhiyuan's girlfriend wears braces." She pondered for a moment and added, "Does this mean you are quite in demand?"

Jin Zhiyuan did not wait long, watching her rush down from the dormitory building, her face clear and bright, yet somewhat pale under the moonlight. Suddenly, he found himself at a loss for words; all the carefully prepared phrases had slipped from his mind. He only wanted to tousle her hair, which was messy because she hadn't tied it up, give her a hug, and then smile as he said, "Alright, I'm not angry anymore"

Ah, you go ahead, I have already eaten. " Youyou held his hand and said, "Why are you dressed so lightly? You should go inside quickly, I am leaving.

Jin Zhiyuan's expression seemed to be one of indifference as he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Do you want to take a walk?"

On this night, which had been marked by a nonsensical argument, he found himself watching football with a sense of distraction for the first time, yet a sweeter feeling began to seep into his heart

"Take out your phone and call your mother to ask if she wants to have the surgery." Jin Zhiyuan's tone grew increasingly cold, and his gaze became even more frigid. "Shi Youyou, you are being desperate and avoiding treatment." He rarely spoke in such a manner. "Go for the surgery tomorrow."

A large crowd surged in through the door, each person haphazardly searching for a seat to sit down. Zeng Tianyang was unaware that due to his own matters, there had been some misunderstandings between Youyou and Jin Zhiyuan, and he seized the opportunity to engage Jin Zhiyuan in a lively discussion about football. Just a few days ago, they had played a match against a university in the same city, which had dragged on until penalties, resulting in a narrow victory. Jin Zhiyuan expressed some disdain, saying, "That group of people relies solely on brute strength; as long as one remains patient and works on their skills, especially with long passes, they will definitely commit fouls."

Jin Zhiyuan remained silent, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Jin Zhiyuan exerted a slight force with his hand, tightening his embrace around her shoulder, but then changed direction and walked away

She evaded and dodged all night, only to realize that her attempts to conceal herself were utterly in vain

"Well, tonight is just the group stage of the Champions League." Jin Zhiyuan glanced at the time, "You go to sleep first, I will watch television."

Youyou has already fallen asleep, having cried all afternoon, and her eyelids are slightly swollen. This is the first time he can gaze at her without restraint; in the past, whenever he stole a glance, Youyou would inevitably say, "Stop looking, what’s so good to see?" She never wears makeup, her small head nestled in the soft pillow, revealing a fresh and smooth forehead. Youyou has a beautiful nose, with a straight bridge and a slight upturn, adding a touch of charm. Her small head is nestled in the soft pillow, revealing a fresh and smooth forehead. Youyou has a beautiful nose, with a straight bridge and a slight upturn, adding a touch of charm. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he supported Youyou's body. Finally, unable to resist, he bent down to kiss her cheek. After a gentle touch, he lingered for a moment before stopping. The scent that his nose could detect was uniquely hers; despite having brushed her teeth, she still carried the fragrance of milk.

You are helping me, are you?

"If it comes to it, we might as well break up... it would be more straightforward." He took a hearty swig of his drink and said, "I once heard that if the other party brings up breaking up, one should never linger or hesitate."

She went out to take a phone call, and Jin Zhiyuan casually flipped through her book. On one of the page corners, he found a small pig's head drawn with colored pens, which made him unable to hold back a laugh. The young girl closed the door and ran back to her seat, her expression somewhat strange. He casually asked her, "Your mother?" She slowly shook her head and lowered her gaze to the book.

"Su Yang, right?" Jin Weiyi asked and answered herself with a smile, to which Jin Zhiyuan replied, "No."

Jin Zhiyuan watched as a strand of the young girl's long hair brushed against her lips, her gaze resolute, showing no sign of timidity. This evoked a sense of helplessness within him, as if she were a porcelain doll that could neither be scolded nor struck. He slightly closed his eyes and said softly, "Who wants to break up?"

She was choked by him, and only after regaining her senses did she realize that she truly had selfish motives. Killing requires skill, but now with just a glance, Jin Zhiyuan knows without thinking what she intends to do—how could she compete on the same stage with someone like him

Shi Youyou supported Zeng Tianyang as they walked towards the school. Zeng Tianyang had one arm around her shoulder, and it was unclear what he was saying. He seemed a bit drunk, searching for his phone while walking forward. Youyou helped him by taking his bag, prompting him to bend down and rummage through it: "Can't handle it anymore, can you? Why didn't you reach out to her a few days ago? You’ve been wailing at me every day!"

She has truly become accustomed to this kind of life: no longer worrying about whether there is a seat available during self-study; the lights go out promptly at 10:30 PM, and she inevitably receives a text message with the weather forecast for the next day; sometimes, when she is idly lingering in front of the computer and does not feel like eating, before she even has the chance to ask her roommate to bring her food, the phone has already rung: "Youyou, come down, we are going to eat." Her previously carefree single life has taken on a sense of order.

It is said that a boy accompanied his girlfriend to play a murder game, but later the girl acted as the killer too convincingly, and when the boy came out, he broke up with her, feeling that she was too good at deceiving.

Jin Zhiyuan gently pressed his lips together, pondering for a while, and the corner of his mouth slightly lifted: "I haven't figured this round out yet, let's move on to the next speaker."

Jin Zhiyuan

Su Yang simply said: "There is someone I like, but I am observing from a distance." Immediately, someone whistled and said in a strange tone: "The speaker has intentions..." This group of people was accustomed to playing around, so how could they not understand each other's thoughts? Zhou Xiayang's expression slightly darkened as he fiddled with the wine glass in his hand, remaining silent.

In the past, Youyou would always tell Jin Zhiyuan at the fork in front of the dormitory building, "This is far enough." When she said this once again, Jin Zhiyuan politely stopped and replied, "Generally, a gentleman would accompany a lady to the entrance."

At that moment, he almost thought that there was no one answering on the other end. However, he distinctly heard the continuous music from the computer, which made him even more certain: "Are you afraid to see me? Come down." He truly understood Youyou's temperament; with just a simple sentence, he nearly drove the young girl on the other end of the phone into a frenzy, gritting her teeth: "Have I done something wrong? Who is afraid to see you!"

As the anesthetic was injected, Youyou let out a faint groan. After a moment, Dr. Wang took the scalpel and instructed, "Alright, stick out your tongue." Youyou tightly closed her eyes, her features contorted in distress. Jin Zhiyuan glanced at the doctor performing the surgery, who was making incision after incision, and suddenly felt a pang of regret, thinking that he should not have forced her to undergo the operation. His palm rested on her face, and he could feel her trembling slightly, reminiscent of a little white rabbit his sister had raised, which would also tremble gently when held in the palm of his hand, exuding a timid warmth.

Suddenly hearing someone call her name from behind, Youyou turned around, feeling a sense of relief, and immediately smiled brightly: "Jin Zhiyuan, can you help me support him? How did this person get so drunk... I can't handle it anymore..."

Aunt Tan left early, leaving a table full of dishes, along with a note instructing them to heat it up in the microwave themselves. Youyou looked at the table of food and shook her head at Jin Zhiyuan, indicating that she only wanted to sleep

Yang Qiumin suggested, "How about we go to karaoke?"

Youyou immediately felt a bit guilty and added, "I am about to take the interpretation exam."

She was at a loss for words, only hearing him say: "Well, consider it a labor of love for you."

She extended her hand and gave her own head a heavy slap, then rearranged her emotions. Since she did not dislike Jin Zhiyuan, it would be better to resolve this ambiguous period. After all, her ideal has never been to be a pretentious person

After registering the room, she hesitantly followed Jin Zhiyuan, but at the moment he opened the door with the room card, she slipped into the room. Jin Zhiyuan surprisingly read a gloomy expression on her face, so he intentionally smiled to comfort her: "You haven't done anything wrong, so why the long face?"

She hung up the phone with a smile and announced loudly: "I have successfully found today's sponsor. Zeng Tianyang, in celebration of his reconciliation, has decided to bring his girlfriend over and treat us all."

Her thoughts suddenly became chaotic, as if Jing Zhiyuan's words had opened a door for her from afar. In the past, she approached everything with spontaneity and directness. The more she ruminated on what he said, the more she felt her face flush. Perhaps it was because she realized how immature she truly was, or perhaps it was simply due to his words. Yet, the secret joy expanded slowly like a balloon, and then with a soft "pop," it burst open gently, filling every inch of the girl's heart with the sweet powder of happiness.

Having walked through almost half of the campus, Youyou suddenly felt that something was amiss: "What time is it?"

She glared at him fiercely

Jin Zhiyuan returned to school the next afternoon and went to her usual classroom. At around 1 PM, there were only a few people sitting in the classroom. The bright sunlight streamed in through the window, and Youyou was peacefully napping on the desk, her hair resting in the crook of her arm, her face turned towards the window, undoubtedly looking serene in her sleep. He sat down beside her and reached out to pull her shoulder, "Youyou."

Later, taking advantage of the shuffle, she couldn't help but ask: "Hey, how did you guess it?"

It was precisely at a red light when he suddenly reached out to hold Youyou's hand, turning his gaze to look at her. That gaze, both intensely intimate and inescapable, was somewhat bewildered, and faintly fragile. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, trying to relax himself: "It's nothing. I'll take you home first, and then I have to go out to take care of some matters"

In fact, Youyou appeared to be quite arrogant, but whenever Jin Zhiyuan made a decision, no matter how much she resisted until the end, there was ultimately no way to change it. The next day, she organized some things and went home with him. His home was very close to the business district, and Jin Zhiyuan simply said it was convenient for his sister to go to work. Youyou looked at the elevator doors that shone like a mirror, and the boy beside her, dressed in a black mountaineering coat, looked slender and handsome. He still habitually held her ten fingers together and pulled her slightly: "We have arrived, let's go!"

Youyou suddenly felt a sense of heaviness, jumped off the chair, and tightly grasped Jin Zhiyuan's hand: "A few stitches on the tongue? I don't want that"

Youyou picked up the GRE red book on his desk, casually flipped through a few pages, and thought for a few seconds: "It's hard to say, nothing much." She turned her head back to the book, but inside she was far from as calm as she appeared; due to the air conditioning, a large blush spread across her face. The textbooks were spread out on the desk, and she stared blankly at a particular passage for a long time, yet not a single letter registered in her mind.

He opened the door, and Youyou stood on tiptoe behind him to look in; there was still some activity in the kitchen. A middle-aged aunt poked her head out halfway and said, "You are back?"

Hmm? He seemed to have gained a bit of interest, his eyes flickering slightly, yet he remained composed and unperturbed

Dr. Wang looked for a while longer and patted Youyou's arm: "Perhaps it would be best to perform a minor surgery to remove it? It is a polyp, and if it has been there for a long time, it may worsen."

What should I do! It's all your fault, you insisted on dragging me here to talk!" Youyou was so anxious that she kept stamping her feet

Jin Zhiyuan held her hand and escorted her back to the dormitory

Ten minutes later, when he walked into the private room carrying a large box of cakes, several girls cheered, "Senior, this is truly thoughtful!"

At this moment, Youyou was accompanying Zeng Tianyang, listening to him vent his frustrations. He even ordered an additional serving of fried peanuts, which startled Youyou, prompting her to hurriedly tell the owner, "No more, please." Given his demeanor, it was clear that he intended to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

It was not until a heavy knock caused a sharp pain in my teeth that I awakened to the reality, as if a faint sweet metallic taste was spreading between my lips and teeth. My hands, gently propped against his chest, pushed him away with some force, and I stared blankly at Jin Zhiyuan's lips, which seemed to have a hint of color. Upon closer inspection, I finally realized that it was not merely a return of color; his lip had been cut by the braces, and it was real blood.

Jin Zhiyuan snorted, seemingly too disdainful to even answer this question, merely glancing at the cards in his hand: "One should focus more when playing games"

"You should tidy up your things; you will be staying at my house this week," Jin Zhiyuan instructed Youyou during dinner. The cafeteria was already quite desolate, with only a few windows open. The food was not particularly appetizing to begin with, and now the options were even more limited. Youyou took a few bites before putting her food down.

When he brought out the orange juice, it had already been half an hour. She was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, intently watching the news. He called to her: "Come over for dinner"

She is still a child ... . ... Such an affectionate tone, as if she were truly a child that he should hold in his arms, giving him all the love he is capable of offering

The final phase of this semester has been fulfilling and busy. After finishing the last exam, I suddenly felt a sense of relief, and the weather was unexpectedly pleasant. The four of us in the dormitory agreed to have a farewell dinner together. We ate to our heart's content, and the four of us strolled leisurely around the campus. Back in our freshman year, we used to hold hands and sing loudly; looking back now, I realize we were truly brave back then, and I can't help but feel that our youth is no longer with us.

Jin Zhiyuan smiled, his expression gentle, and simply said: "It won't hurt much."

When she was little, she insisted on sleeping with her mother, which developed into a habit: she always fell asleep earlier than her mother, listening to the deliberately lowered volume of the television, and then drifted off into a beautiful sleep

As drops of anti-inflammatory medication seeped into her body, tears streamed down her face. Her mouth still burned with pain, and she longed to hold an ice cube immediately. After crying for a long time, she was surprised to find that time had flown by; two bottles of saline had been infused, and the sky outside had already darkened. Youyou stood at the hospital entrance waiting for him to bring the car around, and as the wind blew, she felt her eyes and cheeks dry and tight, causing discomfort.

Aunt Tan, upon seeing Youyou, unexpectedly broke into a broad smile: "Oh, you are a classmate of Zhiyuan? Why do you look so young? You are even wearing braces! My daughter was also wearing them last year."

In a brief moment, Jin Zhiyuan's hand unexpectedly became damp with a light sweat. He was not a novice in love; when it came to romantic experiences, he was far more seasoned than this rather stubborn young girl. She was as transparent as a sheet of cellophane, unable to conceal anything, and often quite candid. For instance, she would complain to him: "Jin Zhiyuan, congratulate me, I am quite famous now."

That is not very good... How about I just go back to the dormitory? At worst, I will just get scolded by the building manager

Zeng Tianyang hesitated on the phone: "Is it okay if I bring one more person?" Youyou was overjoyed: "Sure, the more the merrier. We can't find anyone!" After a moment's thought, she finally came to her senses: "Aren't you two broken up?"

Jin Zhiyuan's eyes gradually warmed as he reached out to take her hand: "Are you no longer angry?"

The judge surveyed the entire room and quickly said, "We will vote"

He took her hand and sat down on a bench by the roadside, reaching out to wrap his arm around her shoulder. Despite the cold night breeze, it still alleviated a considerable amount of chill: "Regarding Su Yang, she probably has feelings for me. It's as simple as that. Just like how I used to have feelings for you."

She did not go to see him speak, merely pursing her lips. Jin Zhiyuan saw her profile; her eyelashes were long, and after a long while, she blinked, yet she remained silent

Jin Zhiyuan's expression grew increasingly indifferent, yet he remained silent, watching as Zhou Xiayang and Sun Zhi also emerged.

Youyou is much tougher than she imagined, and the words she throws out are still hard as steel: "You are the one who is sick." She bites her lip, unwilling to admit the slightest hint of regret and chill that is stirring in her heart

I am not someone who must be in a romantic relationship

When they returned to the restaurant, Jin Zhiyuan appeared unfazed. He smiled, took a wine glass, and said, "I will have a drink by myself, I have other matters to attend to, so I will leave first." Without waiting for anything, he picked up his coat and stood up to leave. It seemed that everyone noticed his poor mood, and the group exchanged glances, laughing and no longer insisting on his stay.

Jin Zhiyuan, however, firmly grasped her, his tone light yet indicating no intention of letting go: "Aren't you accompanying Zeng Tianyang for a meal?"

The light was dim, yet her face remained distinctly radiant. Jin Zhiyuan had no time to consider whether his expression appeared somewhat fierce; he only knew that he cupped her face and kissed her fiercely.

She shook her head and thought for a moment before saying, "It's neither painful nor itchy."

The results were also announced quickly, with two votes abstained, and all votes went to Shi Youyou

Thus, there was a flurry of opinions, and everyone began to make wild guesses. While Youyou was still feeling fortunate, she was suddenly struck down. Half of Sun Zhi's profile was shrouded in shadow, yet he spoke with a tone of schadenfreude: "Isn't it obvious? It must be Shi Youyou!"

You are a karaoke tyrant, I definitely won't go

Early the next morning, Youyou and Cao Liping were reading in the small garden. The weather was too cold, and she was stamping her feet while reading. When she turned around, Youyou stammered: "You... are you waiting for me?"

He felt a pang of heartache again, realizing that the hand he was holding was growing increasingly cold. He could only comfort her in a low voice: "I asked the doctor, it will be fine in seven days." Youyou finally felt she should respond, taking a breath, her tone very pitiful: "Jin Zhiyuan, I am afraid of pain..."

Before going out for an infusion, Jin Zhiyuan received a call from his father. Jin Zhiguo is currently the chairman of a large state-owned chemical group in Wendushi, and he is extremely busy with his own affairs. He had already arranged to intern at a certain securities company during the winter break, but he had not gone yet. Therefore, during the call, he urged his son: "Uncle Chen has already asked me, when are you going to report for duty?" Jin Zhiyuan was taken aback, feeling a bit apologetic, and went to the balcony to take the call: "Dad, I will call Uncle Chen to apologize right now, I really forgot. " After a pause, he added: "In another week, my classmate is ill, I can't leave."

When Jin Zhiyuan entered, Youyou suddenly woke up. She had been in a half-asleep, half-awake state, leaning against the cushion, and her posture was somewhat uncomfortable, but she had no choice but to remain like this. If she turned over, she feared that her cheek would press against the wound. He carefully observed Youyou's complexion, her thin lips pressed together, and reached out to check her forehead: "You don't have a fever, do you? Your face is so red?"

Most students in China start dating in middle school, but I was late to mature and only began in high school. Now, in my third year of university, it has already been six years. " He replied with a smile, "But you matured even later.

He had just turned off the light when he heard Youyou sit up again, her tone somewhat hesitant: "Jin Zhiyuan, could you watch television for a while?"

The air conditioner hummed in the room as Jin Zhiyuan closed the door for her. His laptop was placed on a portable table on the bed, and he leaned back against a large soft cushion, feeling somewhat drowsy for a moment

They have attended the gathering several times, all with their senior brothers and sisters. Those individuals are almost all prominent figures in the school, thriving in the student council. On one occasion, she even encountered Su Yang, which made her quite embarrassed. Fortunately, during those few times, Zhou Xiayang and Sun Zhi were also present, allowing her to lower her head and mumble to Zhou Xiayang to pass the time.

Jin Zhiyuan's eyes, captivatingly alluring, slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth pressed together: "That is a matter between her and me." He said no more, turning to support Su Yang's arm as they walked towards the dormitory building

The hospital bed was somewhat untidy, so Jin Zhiyuan placed his trench coat under her, sitting carefully at the head of the bed, watching her intently. He used a tissue to wipe her nose, his face filled with affection: "Are you feeling any better? Stop crying, your snot is running out."

He turned around and smiled lightly: "You have come out too." His eyes, perhaps due to the alcohol, appeared particularly bright.

She arrived at the dormitory very late, and her roommates smiled ambiguously one by one: "Oh, went on a date?" Youyou's face turned red embarrassingly, and she turned to go to the bathroom, hearing a burst of low laughter behind her. Yang Qiumin was still shouting: "If you don't speak up, we might just force a confession!"

Zhou Xiayang saw Jin Zhiyuan alone and greeted him: "Senior Brother, is Youyou not coming?"

She slowly stopped crying, as if she had grown accustomed to the waves of pain. When Jin Zhiyuan spoke to her, she merely nodded or shook her head. Eventually, the car entered the community, and she got out, walking cautiously, resembling a mermaid princess. However, unlike her, who seemed to lack grace, each step of the mermaid was like stepping on the tip of a knife, with small flowers of blood blooming behind her swaying figure. With every step she took, it felt as if her eardrums were being struck, and her tongue burned in unison. Yet, the mermaid would never be like her, lacking refinement, as each of her steps was a dance on the edge of a blade, with blood transforming into delicate blossoms that swayed gracefully behind her.

Youyou watched the three of them walk away, and only then did she realize: "Ah? I could have just sent him back!"

Later, Youyou called home, and her parents were very anxious. However, with the New Year approaching, they could not spare the time to come to the school to take care of her. Youyou could only reassure them: "It's fine, the doctor said it's a minor surgery, and I'll be fine in a week. I still have classmates who haven't left yet, and they will take care of me."

He estimated that Aunt Tan had already reported the situation, and sure enough, the voice on the other end of the phone asked, "Is it a girl?" Jin Zhiyuan did not deny it, replying, "Yes." Jin Zhiguo laughed heartily on the phone, simply saying, "When will Wei Yi be back? Let her take a look first to see if she is satisfied."

Zeng Tianyang had dark skin, drank a lot, and it was hard to tell if his face was red; he himself did not know what he was saying: "Shi Youyou, next time you get dumped, I will be the first to come out and drink with you"

He followed him to a chain hotel at the back door. Surprisingly, there were quite a few young people even in the middle of the night. A boy walking towards Jin Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Oh, what a coincidence."

Youyou quickly sat up, her hair looking messy as if she were afraid that Jin Zhiyuan would call her. Jin Zhiyuan walked over to the doctor, seeming a bit hesitant, and quietly asked: "Doctor Wang, if a few stitches are placed on the tongue, how will that affect speaking and eating?"

Jin Zhiyuan slightly furrowed his brows, then immediately broke into a bright smile: "What’s the matter?"

Shi Youyou, are you reminding me to be wary of your acting skills

In fact, the calculations of heaven are not as reliable as those of man, and that day truly arrived. Reflecting on this, some remarks that come to mind are indeed quite remarkable

Jin Zhiyuan seemed not to have heard, turning to Sun Zhi and saying, "Sun Zhi, please help him back." Zhou Xiayang squeezed Youyou's hand, gave a slight nod, and then took over Zeng Tianyang's backpack.

Actually, it is thanks to the approaching end of the semester that even Zeng Tianyang merely sent a lazy text message to check in. After all, for most students, cramming before exams is as routine as eating and sleeping. As Youyou was calculating the dates against the online exam schedule, Jin Zhiyuan called: "Remember to wear your hat for morning reading tomorrow"

As for that statement, it seems I have said it before. I once had a girlfriend from another school, and we didn't meet often. Later, she constantly complained that I didn't care enough for her, and then she suggested breaking up, to which I agreed. His chin rested against her ear, warm as if a breeze had passed by.

He was slightly agape, unable to react. His lips were very warm, pressed against her slightly cool lips, and her sense of touch became particularly sensitive. The breath he shared with her carried a hint of tipsiness from the wine. She stared with her eyes wide open, gazing into those eyes that were so close, her thoughts drifting like a spirit wandering in some dark corner of the universe, unable to be pulled back.

In a fit of temper, she forcefully shook off his hand and said, "Say whatever you want to say about love." Ultimately, she left him behind and turned to walk away quickly. The further she walked, the more aggrieved she felt. She had never liked playing with people she was not familiar with, always thinking it was self-torture. Clearly unfamiliar, yet she would desperately seek topics and common interests, which is why she often preferred to be alone. She also did not understand that love is a matter between two people, but life should still be separate. It is impossible to forcibly merge everything into one, is it?

Youyou chose the bed inside and lay down without taking off her clothes: "Girls who stay out overnight... I used to despise them the most"

Shī Yōuyōu, do you have any sense of reason? If I had exposed you from the very beginning, would you have let me go?

His tone was gentle and patient, as if he were gradually teaching her a lesson. "I used to be just like you, really enjoying doing my own things, and I didn't like others sticking to me for meals or classes. My girlfriend was at another school, which saved me a lot of trouble. When we broke up, I wasn't very upset; I thought it was for the best, at least I didn't have to run back and forth between two schools. I really wasn't very responsible, was I?" His tone carried a hint of melancholy. "But the reason I lost my temper with you today wasn't because you didn't want to go to my class reunion, nor was it out of jealousy; I just suddenly understood something that others had said to me before. When we broke up, I wasn't very upset; I thought it was for the best, at least I didn't have to run back and forth between two schools. I really wasn't very responsible, was I?" His tone carried a hint of melancholy. "But the reason I lost my temper with you today wasn't because you didn't want to go to my class reunion, nor was it out of jealousy; I just suddenly understood something that others had said to me before. She said, 'I really like you, that's why I want to be with you all the time, no matter what we do together..." She said, 'I really like you, that's why I want to be with you all the time, no matter what we do together..."

Is this... not good? Su Yang also asked with some hesitation

Jin Zhiyuan had a moment of awakening, accompanied by a sense of regret. He was very clear about what had been bothering him: why did his girlfriend prefer to have dinner with other men rather than being with him? Despite his indulgence and affection towards her, it seemed he could not fully integrate her into his life. The distant figure that was gradually fading away seemed to remind him: should he control his possessiveness? This emotion was so unfamiliar that when it surged up all at once, he had no idea how to alleviate it. The distant figure that was gradually fading away seemed to remind him: should he control his possessiveness? This emotion was so unfamiliar that when it surged up all at once, he had no idea how to alleviate it.

Jin Zhiyuan, why do you like her?

The tears of laughter are about to flow: "Thank you for your foresight."

Only the sound of the north wind weaves through the ears, not loud, yet sufficient to seep into the coat, gradually taking away the warmth of the body, distinctly feeling a wave of goosebumps.

On a starless night, the cold wind made Youyou shrink her neck slightly. She looked at him somewhat awkwardly, yet before she could speak, the small restaurant owner chased after them, calling out: "Classmate, you seem to have forgotten your scarf"

This reason is very simple yet powerful, and you can see the flush on her face, prompting her to push Jin Zhiyuan away

He simply said, "I will come too"

In the end, what is the reason for the argument? In fact, Youyou finds it somewhat difficult to articulate.

When she returned to her room and changed into her pajamas, Jin Zhiyuan handed her a glass of cold milk, saying, "Drink some milk; it's not good to be too hungry." She sipped the milk slowly, the cold and slightly viscous liquid flowing over her tongue, surprisingly pleasant. Jin Zhiyuan's room had a bathroom, and Youyou stood in front of the mirror brushing her teeth. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly extended her tongue. She had expected to see a grotesque scar, but her tongue was merely swollen, noticeably thicker than usual, with a whitish hue, and the stitches were not even discernible.

I know

She was eager to go to the supermarket. Last night, she finally started to eat slowly. Aunt Tan specially prepared Japanese tofu and stir-fried black fish fillets, and she even carefully removed the fish bones. It was a leisurely meal that lasted a full hour. She tried her best to avoid the wound on her tongue, so she often tilted her head while eating. Jin Zhiyuan couldn't help but smile at her several times, even leaving his meal unfinished. Later, Youyou became a bit annoyed, put down her chopsticks, and wanted to show some resolve. However, the Japanese tofu was both sour and sweet, and the black fish fillets were thinly sliced and tenderly stir-fried. In the end, she still finished the meal slowly by herself. Aunt Tan was tidying up in the kitchen, and when she came out to see that the dishes had been cleaned up, she couldn't help but laugh: "You just need to eat a bit more! Wei Yi eats so little every day, it makes me feel heartbroken."

Who is so heartless? It is utterly ungrateful! At that time, I commented, "You just won't learn to be good, only imitating others' debauchery!"

She rubbed her eyes and looked at Jin Zhiyuan with a hint of innocence, saying, "I don't want to go, you know?"

The clock on the wall had slowly moved towards 2:00, and Youyou smiled somewhat reluctantly. Jin Zhiyuan stood up to fetch her coat, urging her, "Let's go."

The surgery was completed quickly. Youyou could not see, but her other senses were exceptionally sensitive, clearly perceiving the doctor stitching the wound, even imagining the long thread passing through her tongue, making a "sizzle" sound. Dr. Wang said, "All done," and when Youyou sat up to rinse her mouth, she spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, her mouth feeling numb, devoid of any sensation. She sat there in a daze, wanting to look in the mirror, but ultimately did not dare to. Jin Zhiyuan stood beside her, carefully listening to the doctor's instructions regarding precautions, and finally took her hand, saying, "Let's go to the treatment room for the IV." Dr. Wang said, "All done," and when Youyou sat up to rinse her mouth, she spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, her mouth feeling numb, devoid of any sensation. She sat there in a daze, wanting to look in the mirror, but ultimately did not dare to. Jin Zhiyuan stood beside her, carefully listening to the doctor's instructions regarding precautions, and finally took her hand, saying, "Let's go to the treatment room for the IV."

Youyou sighed softly: "I know... but I feel it's unnecessary. What is there that can't be said during the day? Why must it be crammed into the few minutes before the building manager closes the door..." Jin Zhiyuan suddenly took her hand; the girl's hand was very soft in his grip. He did not speak, but his fingers slowly curled around her delicate knuckles. On this day when even a breath would turn into white mist, neither of them wore gloves, and the skin between their fingers gently brushed against each other, bringing warmth. Youyou felt as if a fine current was sliding through her heart; she held onto his hand, unwilling to let go. On this day when even a breath would turn into white mist, neither of them wore gloves, and the skin between their fingers gently brushed against each other, bringing warmth. Youyou felt as if a fine current was sliding through her heart; she held onto his hand, unwilling to let go.

The two of them have always been like this, starting to argue before finishing half a sentence. Fortunately, Zhou Xiayang finished arranging the cards, which perfectly interrupted them. Jin Zhiyuan then took a card for her and smiled, saying: "Do well."

Once again, the cards were shuffled. Youyou went to draw a card, unable to help but whisper, "May I draw a killer." She gently flipped it over and, indeed, it was a Joker. She felt her heart race violently, as if blood surged to her head. She shifted slightly, moving to the side, and glanced back at him. His peach blossom eyes were glancing at her sideways, causing an inexplicable sense of panic. In the first round, she casually killed a boy from her class, and the judge began to ask each person in turn. When it came to Jin Zhiyuan, Yang Qiumin interjected, "Anyway, I will vote with Jin Zhiyuan." She shifted slightly, moving to the side, and glanced back at him. His peach blossom eyes were glancing at her sideways, causing an inexplicable sense of panic. In the first round, she casually killed a boy from her class, and the judge began to ask each person in turn. When it came to Jin Zhiyuan, Yang Qiumin interjected, "Anyway, I will vote with Jin Zhiyuan."

With a gentle smile, she turned her face and said, "We are discussing the precautions for committing murder"

Dr. Wang came down, looked at Youyou's tongue, shook his head and said, "There is no way, you just have to endure it. I will go prescribe some painkillers." Later, Jin Zhiyuan helped Youyou into the inner room, where she lay down to receive an IV drip. Youyou didn't even dare to sob, as that would also affect the wound. It turned out that pain could also be exhausting; she felt drowsy, and even the nerve endings began to grow weary.

Youyou cut a piece of cake and carefully placed it on a paper plate, smiling cutely under the light: "Hmm? This is for you!"

Youyou politely greeted and, upon seeing a large photo hanging on the wall, ran over to take a closer look: "Is this your sister? She is so beautiful!" It seems that everyone in his family has charming peach blossom eyes. Jin Zhiyuan rarely smiles, so his gaze often appears cold and distant, somewhat reserved and composed. However, his sister's eyes are truly enchanting like spring silk, with a slight upward tilt at the corners, making her a woman who would surely turn heads and captivate hearts as she walks down the street.

Youyou was just about to stand up and shout, "Aren't you going to take the exam?"

Youyou suddenly turned her face and spoke a long string of words fluently, clearly having planned this for a long time: "Jin Zhiyuan, shall we go back? I have thought it over, since it doesn't hurt or itch, and there is nothing serious, is that alright?"

Yoyo stuck out her tongue for Dr. Wang to see more clearly and said, "It looks like a blister, right? I don't know either"

Where are you going

He said on the phone: "I will be there soon. Do you want me to buy some mousse cakes?"

"I only had one cup. Zeng Tianyang went crazy today, mixing beer with white liquor, and ended up like this." She also lowered her head to help him with his phone, feeling somewhat impatient: "Shall we take you home first? Can you find it when you get back?"

No wonder there are no longer any people walking on this road; in the tranquil path, there are only the two of them, and even their footsteps are soft.

After finishing the meal, Aunt Tan asked while tidying up: "What do you want to eat tonight"

Zhou Xiayang chuckled softly, "You You has been lacking sleep lately. Recently, Zeng Tianyang has faced setbacks in his relationship and pitifully called in the middle of the night to vent his frustrations. Our entire dormitory has been unable to sleep well." She suddenly paused, noticing that Jin Zhiyuan had tightened his lips slightly, displaying a hint of firmness, so she wisely chose not to speak further

As I rinsed my mouth, I heard Dr. Wang say, "Stick out your tongue so I can see what is on it"

She held up the photo and waved it in front of him, her smile radiant: "Here, take it, put it in your wallet."

Su Yang's face flushed with a delicate pink hue, enhanced by the wine she had consumed and the wind she had braved. She walked closely behind him, who was merely dressed in a sweater, with his coat casually draped over his arm. His pace was so swift that it was almost impossible to keep up with him

Jin Zhiyuan's tone was somewhat inscrutable: "Does this kid still have the face to come see me?"

Sometimes, flipping over a card feels like experiencing life. The goddess of fate weaves various incredible stories with her delicate hands, revealing the riddles to you early on. Yet, regardless of how splendid or simple those stories may be, she always leisurely guides the answers to your presence. It is only at the moment of revelation that you realize the absurdity, as if a grand joke has been played. Regardless of how splendid or simple those stories may be, she always leisurely guides the answers to your presence. It is only at the moment of revelation that you realize the absurdity, as if a grand joke has been played

He cast her a sidelong glance, a faint smile playing on his lips: "I would rather not draw that card. Lest my acting be too convincing, and you genuinely believe that I cannot provide you with a sense of security"

He extended his finger to wipe the chocolate sauce from the corner of her mouth: "What?"

Jin Zhiyuan did not go to see her, but simply reached out to rest his hand on her shoulder and asked the doctor, "Now?"

He also stopped in his tracks, glanced at the time, and let out a gentle sigh: "The dormitory building has locked its doors."

Jin Zhiyuan stood up, looked at Youyou on the surgical chair, and frowned as he asked, "Is this what you meant when you said you were feeling hot last time?"

If Jin Weiyi were here, he would definitely mock him for being so much like a young master, only knowing how to have things handed to him. This is indeed his first time making juice; the doctor repeatedly advised Youyou to supplement her vitamins, fearing it might eventually lead to oral ulcers. He searched for a long time before finding this machine, and he even got up early, yet he still couldn't avoid being clumsy.

His voice grew lower and finally stopped speaking: "Do you know? People are always biased."

He is carefully placing the photos into his wallet without raising his head: "So many paparazzi are around me."

On the third day after the infusion, Dr. Wang looked on with satisfaction at the recovery progress and advised that the stitches be removed in four days. Youyou seemed to have forgotten the earlier pain, chatting all the way, although she still occasionally stumbled over her words, she could be understood clearly. Aunt Tan called, saying that there were no fruits left at home. Jin Zhiyuan hung up the phone and asked Youyou, "Are you going to the supermarket?"

You sighed and said, "Are you home?"

Youyou subconsciously touched her neck, took a few steps back to accept it, and repeatedly expressed her gratitude. When she turned to face him again, her expression had also turned cold: "I really don't want to go, I'm leaving first." She clearly saw that in the private room, it seemed everyone's gaze was directed here, each one filled with interest, which made her feel a wave of annoyance: "Jin Zhiyuan, what's wrong with you? It's just a small matter of having a meal, why are you making such a fuss about it? I just don't want to go, I feel very self-conscious about my braces, I don't want anyone to laugh at me, is that okay?"

Jin Zhiyuan said little, gently stroking her hair: "Be sincere, you fool"

The side path leads out, and in fact, the streetlights are still very bright. However, due to the cold weather, few people take this route back to the dormitory. Youyou placed her backpack by the flower bed and searched for a long time before finally pulling out a photo: she had already cut it, and its size was very small, just enough to fit in her wallet.

The street outside is lined with restaurants. By the time Jin Zhiyuan arrived, the private room was already full of people. A senior in his fourth year was treating, as graduation was approaching, and he was soon heading to Beijing to look for a job, so they were having a farewell dinner before he left. Dining was just like that, involving nothing more than haphazardly toasting each other, or the person who could hold the room making some jokes, followed by playing a few games, and in the end, everyone was drunk, with the girls helping the boys out.

Then I saw a pair of figures ahead; the boy was tall and slender, while the girl leaned slightly against the boy's side, resembling a close couple

Jin Zhiyuan stood at the entrance of the small garden, tall and slender, with short and neat hair, yet his gaze was gentle: "Have you finished reading?" He smiled and greeted Cao Liping, who was behind Youyou: "Hello, I am Jin Zhiyuan"

Youyou's luck was quite average; she drew several civilians in a row, and twice she was directly killed in the first round, so she simply sat back and watched the remaining players perform. After a few rounds, she couldn't help but start to admire Jin Zhiyuan a little. He had pointed out the murderer with pinpoint accuracy three times in a row. Listening to his reasoning was truly enjoyable; he leaned lazily against the sofa, his tone casual, yet the words he spoke were undeniably convincing. For instance, he mercilessly pointed out that Yang Qiumin had voted for the highly suspicious Ji Cheng at a critical moment, stating that it was the most obvious method of diverting attention. Additionally, when the judge asked the murderer twice while issuing instructions, he unhesitatingly concluded that the murderer was Sun Zhi, as Sun Zhi was seated in a blind spot within the judge's line of sight.

He was slightly taken aback, but soon smiled, knowing what she was referring to. In fact, he was also often asked by many friends when they met: "Have you found a girlfriend?" He had a wide social circle and had not paid much attention to it before, but upon her mentioning it, he couldn't help but ask: "What’s wrong?"

Until one evening study session, the two were sitting one in front of the other, the time was eight thirty in the evening. Youyou suddenly turned around, tapped on Jin Zhiyuan's desk. He was very focused while reading, his dark brows slightly furrowed. Seeing her trying to talk to him, he put down his pen.

Responding as one, the four individuals arrived at the tea room and requested a private room. One by one, they sent text messages. Youyou recalled Jin Zhiyuan's exam the next day and refrained from sending him a message. Unexpectedly, before she could finish composing a text to her classmate, he called her instead.

Youyou, taking advantage of the fact that Cao Liping did not hear, lowered her voice and said: "I strongly protest against your intrusion into my life"

He had already begun to show favoritism when this naive young girl lost her temper at herself for the first time. If the attention before that was occasional, after that, he felt that it was also quite good to favor and cherish someone.

During self-study, Youyou stood in the lobby on the first floor and pointed to the dimly lit side door exit, saying, "Shall we go from there?" She did not want to appear nervous, so she lifted her head and forced herself to look at Jin Zhiyuan

Jin Zhiyuan merely smiled faintly, his gaze deep and contemplative as he leaned forward to take a sip of tea, saying, "You can guess however you like, just don't make me your target"

"You admitted it so quickly?" Jin Weiyi drove the car into the community, "Make sure to take care of the matters regarding going abroad, and don't just focus on romance."

Jin Zhiyuan let out a soft "Hmm" and led Youyou into a room: "You will stay in my room." His room was almost devoid of decoration, with only a shelf filled with original English economics textbooks and a large poster of Nedved hanging above the bed. Youyou couldn't help but laugh: "So you also engage in personal worship?" He glanced at the poster, where the man depicted had flowing blonde hair and an air of spirited determination: "It was my sister who insisted on putting it up. She said my room had nothing in it and needed some decoration, so she randomly picked one that I could barely accept." Youyou couldn't help but laugh: "So you also engage in personal worship?" He glanced at the poster, where the man depicted had flowing blonde hair and an air of spirited determination: "It was my sister who insisted on putting it up. She said my room had nothing in it and needed some decoration, so she randomly picked one that I could barely accept."

Youyou stirred slightly but did not wake up. Jin Zhiyuan suddenly felt a soft spot in his heart being touched; after all, he still had the heart to wake her up, deliberately putting on a stern face: "How long has it been since you finished eating? Lying like this will only make your stomach uncomfortable." Youyou seemed to still be dreaming, her eyes opening drowsily, her eyelashes slightly curled, the tips even trembling slightly, and clear imprints of the wrinkles from her clothes were pressed into her fair face.

Jin Zhiyuan came out wearing only a sweater, supporting Zeng Tianyang with one hand while casually observing her: "Have you been drinking?"

At this moment, he held her in his arms and said to her ear, word by word: "It is true that one should not drag things out when breaking up, but I have never wanted to part ways with you."

Upon entering the supermarket, Youyou lingered in front of the snack section, merely gazing at the various types of potato chips. Jin Zhiyuan looked on with considerable disdain and directly took her hand to lead her away. He only selected various fruits for her, piling them into the shopping cart. Youyou was not particularly fond of apples and was about to protest when Jin Zhiyuan ignored her and answered a phone call. It was an unfamiliar number, and Jin Zhiyuan paused slightly: "Yes, it's my friend."

Youyou did not have dinner last night and looked enviously at Jin Zhiyuan as he ate the meat floss toast. She stared at a cup of smooth lotus root powder but could not muster any interest. Jin Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment and asked her, "Do you want to eat this?" In fact, the doctor did not say she needed to avoid anything, so he cut a small piece for her and said, "Eat slowly."

Oh! He has had a breakup! He keeps insisting that I drink with him, what can I do?" Youyou felt a bit frustrated just thinking about it. However, Jin Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, showing no intention of backing down.

However, he followed the flow of traffic and simply ignored her, driving steadily all the way to the hospital and pulling her out of the car.