There were quite a few people in the library, many of whom were preparing for the academic exchange eting.
Xu Mumu found the book she needed and started reading quietly. The library had a strong learning atmosphere, which Xu Mumu really liked, as it made it easier for her to focus on her reading.
While Xu Mumu was reading, a boy sat opposite her, "Hey, can I sit here?" he asked with a sowhat shy smile.
"Feel free," Xu Mumu looked up briefly and said lightly, while simultaneously taking notes on her notepad, jotting down things she didn’t understand to ask Professor Song about later.
"Are you also majoring in Physics?" the boy asked with a hint of excitent, noticing the book in Xu Mumu’s hands.
"Hmm?" Xu Mumu was a little annoyed by the interruption.
"I’m also a Physics major, specializing in Materials Physics. My na is Xiang ng. I didn’t expect we’d have this much in common," he said enthusiastically.
"Are you a freshman?" Xu Mumu glanced at the boy. She knew about this major because Professor Song had ntioned at ho that the Physics Departnt would have a new major, Materials Physics, this year. She hadn’t expected to et a student from that program so soon.
"Yes, actually. Are you a senior?" Xiang ng’s eyes widened in surprise. Xu Mumu looked so youthful that he thought she might be younger than him. He didn’t expect her to be a sophomore.
"Yes, I’m a sophomore." Xu Mumu nodded with a smile, appreciating Xiang ng’s surprise.
"Wow, you’re amazing, getting into Hua University in your first year," Xiang ng said, looking at Xu Mumu with so envy.
"Not really, you’re not bad either," Xu Mumu smiled faintly. Not just anyone can get into Hua University without so real skills, right?
"I didn’t do well in the exams last year, so I didn’t go to college and spent another half-year reviewing before I got into Hua University," Xiang ng said, sowhat embarrassed. This senior was really pretty, her voice was soft and gentle, and he wondered if she had a boyfriend.
"That’s still pretty good," Xu Mumu said warmly. Spending an extra half-year for a better future was a worthwhile trade.
"Are you preparing for the academic exchange eting?" Xiang ng asked, knowing about the event.
"No, I’m not participating," Xu Mumu shook her head.
"You’re not participating? I thought I might see your impressive performance at the exchange," Xiang ng said regretfully.
"Are you participating?" Xu Mumu raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Yes, I’m assisting the teacher who’s taking us there, so I get to go along and gain so experience," Xiang ng said shyly, his eyes showing so anticipation for the exchange.
"Then good luck," Xu Mumu said dryly in encouragent.
"Thank you, senior." Xiang ng laughed happily, looking a bit silly with joy. "Oh, I still don’t know your na," he said, scratching his head, not forgetting to chat her up.
He’s already twenty-two and hasn’t married yet, hoping to find a partner at university.
As soon as he entered the library today, Xu Mumu caught his eye while quietly reading in the corner.
"Xu Mumu," she wrote her na on a piece of paper and handed it to Xiang ng.
"Your na sounds so nice," Xiang ng said, feeling thrilled to learn his crush’s na.
"Thank you," Xu Mumu smiled and resud her reading.
Xiang ng wanted to say sothing more but seeing how engrossed she was in her book, he swallowed his words.
Instead, he continued to occasionally sneak glances at Xu Mumu. The more he looked, the more he liked her, wondering how a girl could look so perfectly his type.
Xu Mumu noticed Xiang ng’s sneaky glances but didn’t mind; she was used to being watched.
She wasn’t very outgoing, and with Mrs. Liu’s cooking being nourishing and her own efforts in exercising, her skin was smooth and fair, features exquisite and gentle. As she matured, she naturally grew more attractive.
She didn’t rember what Xu Xue looked like, but she was satisfied with her current appearance.
Setting down her book, she rubbed her eyes, glanced at her watch—Yin Yang’s class would end in ten minutes, and it was ti for her to leave.
"Are you leaving?" Xiang ng started packing up as he noticed Xu Mumu waving.
"Yes." Xu Mumu glanced at Xiang ng.
"Are you going to the cafeteria? Let treat you. I also have so study questions I could use your help with," Xiang ng said bashfully, his fair, refined face turning slightly red, his ears burning with embarrassnt. He had never asked a girl out before.
"No need, I don’t eat at the cafeteria. I’m going to see my boyfriend; his class is ending. If you have questions, you can ask your teacher directly," Xu Mumu said with a smile, deciding not to lead him on.
"You have a boyfriend?" Xiang ng felt like a bolt from the blue; it took so much to find a girl he liked, only for her to have a boyfriend already.
"Yes, and we’ll probably be getting married soon. Goodbye," Xu Mumu said with a smile, making herself clear. She packed her small bag, returned the borrowed books, and left the library.
Outside, it had started to drizzle. Xu Mumu took an umbrella from her bag, opened it, and quickly headed towards Yin Yang’s classroom.
Watching Xu Mumu leave with the umbrella, Xiang ng hugged his books, looked at the drizzling rain outside, donned the hood of his jacket, and left as well. His love plans ended before they even began, struck down before they had a chance.
Xu Mumu arrived outside Yin Yang’s classroom where the light rain had begun to blow into the corridor, with the wind scattering dry leaves everywhere.
Using her umbrella to shield herself, she waited outside the corridor, still a few minutes to go.
As soon as Xu Mumu arrived, Yin Yang noticed her, wanting to rush out imdiately if not for class still being in session.
There were many girls in Yin Yang’s class, and naturally, they noticed Xu Mumu too. Many girls admired how dedicated he was to his girlfriend. In this class, all the girls had seen Xu Mumu. So knew they couldn’t compare to her, though a few were still unwilling to accept it.
As she waited, Xu Mumu felt the intense stares of jealousy from several directions, but she was used to such looks and didn’t let them bother her.
Outside the classroom, Xu Mumu wasn’t alone—others were waiting, both boys and girls. It was unclear whom they were waiting for.
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