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Oh, of course I don't mind

Hello. Xu Boyuan smiled kindly, whispered a few words to his assistant, and then said to Tang Sicheng, "It seems I no longer need to stay here."

Xu Boyuan was somewhat surprised. This question seemed to touch upon some cold and unspeakable taboo, and Tang Sicheng suddenly fell silent, turning to look out the window, no longer speaking.

"Hey, be careful. " Tang Sicheng swatted away Fei Yiping's hand that was smoothing the pages of the book, "These books were originally not allowed to be taken out of the resource room. If you damage them, I won't have the money to compensate."

The white light in the corridor spilled over her lifeless cheeks, and her breath... seemed so faint that it was barely perceptible. Xu Boyuan gazed deeply at her for a long time, then sat down beside her, reaching out to gently grasp her hand, which she had already placed back on her lap.

Tang Sicen could not help but turn her head again, glancing at the man sitting beside her, secretly speculating about his age

Si Chen nodded slightly

Fei Yi displayed an expression of "not knowing what kind of expression to put on". After a while, he emphasized with a sigh, "Xu Boyuan!"

I told you the results are fine. As we walked out of the emergency hall, it was already late at night. Fei Yi said with a cheerful smile, "Thank heavens."

Leaning slightly back against the wall behind the wooden chair, I unexpectedly heard a series of footsteps, as if something had been lost and then found again

Hearing this name, Tang Sicheng instinctively paused for a moment, quickly concealing her expression: "Do you want to share a room with me for the night? It's quite late today"

I also said it was nothing. But there are always those who do not believe it. " Thank you. If you see Mr. Xu, please also convey my thanks to him.

A blush swept across her cheeks like a gentle rain, and Si Chen smiled softly, saying: "Thank you."

Mr. Xu? Fei Yiping blushed without realizing it, "You... are still here?"

"I sincerely apologize, but there are some urgent matters at the company that I must attend to," Xu Boyuan observed her expression carefully. "My assistant and a teacher from your school are on their way and will arrive shortly."

If Tang Sicen is an extraterrestrial being, then Fei Yi is certainly not.

Perhaps sensing Si Chen's scrutiny, Xu Boyuan simply turned his head, smiling as he inquired, "Miss Tang, are you a student at Haida?"

Of course, please feel free

Si Chen looked at Fei Yi Ping, who was trying to suppress his painful expression while wanting to ask something. She smiled faintly and turned her face away, only to see the doctor peeking out and calling out: "Tang Si Chen?"

Leaning against the door for a moment, Xu Boyuan had already keenly raised his head, smiling as he stood up and said: "Are you ready?"

Although the impression has become so faint that it is almost reduced to vague shadows, there is a person in my memory... who has always been waiting for me. He is not like Xu Boyuan; if Xu Boyuan is akin to a fine wine that has matured for a century, rich and mellow, then that person does not possess such patience, vibrant and youthful, burning like the summer sun.

Fei Yi Ping's expression was no better than Tang Si Chen's, his eyes filled with caution, as if he had touched upon some unbearable past. He scrutinized her for a full ten seconds before finally letting out a sigh

She casually sat down at the desk, her gaze sweeping over the row of books that were as thick as bricks. Most of them were photocopies of the Dunhuang manuscripts, and there was even a magnifying glass placed beside the scrolls. Fei Yi Ping turned to look at Tang Si Chen, who was pouring water, and her expression suddenly darkened... Did the Tang Si Chen she knew not spend her days immersed in the art studio, generously pouring her talent into colors and lines as an art student?

After she finished filming and came out of the orthopedics department, she saw Xu Boyuan sitting on a bench in the corridor, his fingers tapping a rhythm on his knee, again and again, steady and tranquil

The phone in the pocket vibrated once. Si Chen took it out to have a look; it was the day's news multimedia message. He casually flipped through a few pages until he paused at the technology news: DAB's latest music player was launched, and fans were frantically purchasing the limited edition. The second piece of news in the economic section, however, was about the signing of a strategic cooperation agreement between DAB and a well-known foreign software company, accompanied by a picture.

Despite her strong resistance to going to the hospital for an X-ray, after getting into the car, Shincen suddenly realized in a daze how she could have been persuaded by this man she had never met before

Sugar Sugar

Si Chen later realized that Xu Bo had already arranged everything, otherwise nothing would have gone so smoothly and swiftly

The car arrived at the parking lot, and Xu Boyuan assisted Tang Sicheng in getting out of the vehicle, gently supporting her right arm. He skillfully applied just the right amount of pressure, striving to make it easier for her while tactfully maintaining a respectful distance, ensuring that the young woman did not feel uncomfortable.

Si Chen turned around and held Fei Yi Ping's wrist, gently shaking it and whispering, "It's nothing."

With a shy smile, Fei Yi carefully observed Si Chen's expression and began to speak: "Si Chen... at that time..."

So what now

Tang Sicen could not help but ponder: "He probably has no chance of being interested in me, right?"

"Do you mind if I call you Sicheng?" Xu Boyuan said with a smile, "In our company, to foster closer relationships, we require colleagues to drop their surnames when addressing each other"

She pressed her lips tightly together, her fingers unconsciously gripping Fei Yi Ping's arm. Tang Si Chen took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible: "It is me"

Tang Sicen reached out to touch her own cheek, guessing that her complexion must be frighteningly pale. She took a deep breath and said, "I do not like hospitals"

For some reason, dealing with such a meticulous man, she found it hard to resist, thus making it increasingly difficult for her

His short black hair is evidently thick; his eye sockets are slightly sunken, contrasting with his prominent nose, which further accentuates the three-dimensionality of his features... If he were just sitting like this, she guessed he might be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old

Tang Sicen reported a long string of numbers, bid farewell, and watched as the tall man gradually disappeared from her sight before she slowly sat down

Since when has it been that ... ? ... yet one can only bury oneself in old documents, spending the entire day verifying historical records

Xiao Ye, please let me know as soon as you have the results. Xu Boyuan bid farewell to the two girls one by one before leaving in a proper and polite manner

She witnessed firsthand the enthusiasm of the students at the University of Haida, which was indeed excessive. Some even sneaked into the auditorium at around 3 or 4 PM to reserve seats, resulting in some ticket-holding students being unable to enter, nearly causing a stampede. However, the students of Haida, known for their rationality, do not exhibit such high enthusiasm towards everyone.

The car arrived at the student dormitory of Hainan University, and Fei Yiping helped Si Chen up the stairs while quietly asking her: "What happened? Xu Boyuan personally took you to the hospital?"

After sitting for a while, the elevator at the end of the corridor opened with a ding.

"No—" This time, Tang Sicheng took a long while to respond, "I am a student of the History Department"

Si Chen lowered his head to search for the keys, and with a gentle shake of his hand, the chain holding the doll fell to the ground with a snap

Xu Boyuan was taken aback for a moment, then relaxed his brows and smiled: "That depends on how you define fame"

As if anticipating what she would say, Tang Sicheng turned around nonchalantly and said, "I'm going to sleep now, Teacher Xiao Fei. I have to get up early tomorrow."

Fei Yi jogged over, grabbed Si Chen's hand, and said breathlessly: "Are you alright?"

"You can leave if you have something to do. I'm fine," Tang Sicheng said hurriedly, waving his hand and emphasizing again, "I really am fine"

The white corridor, the cold draft of the hallway, the strange odor, images overlapping one another, Si Chen forcefully suppressed a slight feeling of dizziness and stepped towards that office.

Xu Boyuan nodded and pondered for a moment: "I apologize, I did not bring my business card. Sichen, if you don't mind, could you please leave your mobile number?"

Tang Sicen scratched his head in confusion and said, "Indeed."

Fei Yi gently patted her shoulder to comfort her and helped her to stand up

She was still groping for the keyhole that seemed to have suddenly vanished, until with a "click," she turned the lock open

Xu Boyuan did not leave; he remained by my side, bending down and furrowing his brow as he examined me, not concealing his concern: "I am still here with you. Your complexion is not good."

His voice was deep and pleasant, the breath brushing past Tang Sicheng's ear, stirring a wave of tingling sensations. Sicheng couldn't help but glance up at him, her gaze slightly pained, as if she was somewhat reluctant to say: "Of course, I am not afraid."

Tang Sicen widened her eyes in surprise. ... She ... . ... did not like physical contact with others. However, Xu Boyuan in front of her seemed to be an exception.

Just as the teacher, feeling a bit anxious, realized that he had misspoken once again, he tugged at his friend's sleeve.

"So, Sicheng, you seem a bit nervous," Xu Boyuan smiled, the light in the emergency hall casting down, making his profile appear somewhat gaunt. "Taking the X-ray won't hurt, so there's no need to be afraid."

The person in the picture sits right next to themselves, driving in silence and with focus

In the first year of graduate school, Si Chen slightly raised her chin, gazing somewhat absentmindedly at the fleeting night scenery outside the window, where the shadows of the streetlights stretched like colored glass at the edge of her vision

Xu Boyuan, with an impassive demeanor, glanced at her expression, his gaze shifting away from the plain and unremarkable white T-shirt she wore, and he inquired softly, "Miss Tang, you are from the Art Department, aren't you?"

"Can luck strike twice?" Fei Yi scoffed lightly, looking down upon it.

His palm was very warm as it brushed against the back of the girl's hand, which was slightly rough. He simply held her hand for a moment before quickly letting go, without any other implications, just a gesture of encouragement—yet the meaning of that brief hold far surpassed the words "Don't be nervous".

The exact same words were previously spoken by Assistant Xiao Ye, and Xu Bo Yuan may not have much new to offer. However, when he looks at you earnestly, speaking in a measured tone and gently informing you of what you should do, you might begin to wonder if you have been unreasonable or if you have done something you should not have done

Oh, yes. " Sichen came to his senses, politely met his gaze, smiled, but in his heart, he was thinking... His tone was like that of someone asking a child

"That's good." Xu Boyuan pressed the up button of the elevator and said with a smile, "It will be ready soon."

"Alright then," Fei Yi Ping quickly concealed his earlier expression and said with a smile, "You see, being late for registration has its advantages; you get to stay in a single dormitory meant for doctoral students. Can you still say you have bad luck?"

I guess you are not an undergraduate student, are you

At this very moment, Tang Sicheng suddenly had a peculiar thought: even while waiting for someone, Mr. Xu would always be the one with the most elegant demeanor

With a casual press of the switch, Tang Sicheng turned her head and flashed a smile at her anxious friend. The moment the fluorescent light flickered to life, the shifting shadows danced in and out, silently landing on the tips of Sicheng's long eyelashes, her eyes sparkling with a lively and mischievous glint—this made Fei Yiping feel somewhat dazed, as if he were seeing Tang Tang, who used to tease him and was always full of laughter and mischief during their undergraduate years.

Si Chen opened his eyes

It has been more than two years since graduation. Si Chen touched her cheek with a hint of self-mockery, wondering if she really looked so old

Moments later, Teacher Xiao Fei shifted his gaze to the man beside Si Chen, his mouth forming a small circle as if he wanted to say something, yet he found himself completely unable to express it

Morning of Thought

Tang Sicen couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, scrutinizing the person who claimed to take responsibility for her injuries. After a long pause, she finally spoke: "Mr. Xu, you are quite famous, as seen in the mobile news reports."

Come here

This statement was made with an unusual ease, as if fame were not a necessity for oneself, nor did it require any cost to attain it. This sense of openness left Si Chen momentarily taken aback