On campus.
A stunningly beautiful girl, with a bag slung across her, walked with a smile. Beside her, a young woman in a floral T-shirt with a high ponytail glanced proudly at the male student dragging their luggage in front and chuckled, "Xiaoxia, what did I tell you? Helping a top-tier beauty like you with the luggage, they're more than happy to do it."
The stunning girl frowned slightly, "Why are you like this? It's one thing not to appreciate them, but why mock them?"
The young woman in the floral T-shirt laughed, "Pfft, if you do sothing for nothing, you're either a hypocrite or a thief. If it were just here, they wouldn't even think about helping with my luggage."
The stunning girl helplessly shook her head, "That's not true."
The young woman in the floral T-shirt laughed again, "Xiaoxia, be honest with . In this past period, have you been chatting with that guy?"
"That guy?" The stunning girl raised her eyebrows in surprise, her eyes a bit puzzled.
The young woman in the floral T-shirt smiled, "Ah, still playing dumb with ? I'm talking about the Parkour god."
On hearing this, the stunning girl sighed with a touch of loss, "I sent him a ssage once, asking if he was around, but he ignored ."
Upon hearing this, the young woman in the floral T-shirt burst out laughing, "You really don't understand n. When you say 'are you there', he doesn't have the patience to ask what you want. If you want to charm a guy, learn from . I'll teach you. You should go ho, snap a picture of your long legs in stockings, send it to him, and then say, 'I didn't get the lighting right in my photo, could you help adjust it?'"
"With your long, straight legs, if he knows how, he'll definitely help you adjust it. If he replies that he doesn't know how, it doesn't matter, you can flirt about other things"
The stunning girl's face turned a slight red, "If you want to send it, you send it. I definitely don't want to."
The young woman in the floral T-shirt laughed, "Aw, embarrassed? Still not being honest with ? I rember you said before that you wanted to go to Teachers College, but you ended up at dical University. Isn't it because, he's a doctor, and if you study dicine too, you'd have sothing in common to talk about?"
The stunning girl denied, "Don't talk nonsense, that's not why I chose dical University."
"Really?" The young woman in the floral T-shirt smiled, "Still lying to ? I know you too well, that's why I'm sure I'm not wrong."
The stunning girl looked at her helplessly and, after a mont of silence, said, "Actually, sotis I feel quite foolish. I always want to talk to him. I update my signature all the ti. Other people check it, but he has never looked at it once."
The young woman in the floral T-shirt pressed her lips together in a smile, "That's because you're naïve. n, give them a bit of sunshine, and they'll shine; give them a smile, and they'll think it's love. Just with your figure and your face, send a casual photo, and he'd joyfully co flirting."
The stunning girl blushed slightly and shot her a look, then pouted, "It's easy for you to say. He has seen before. If he were really interested, he would have approached a long ti ago."
The young woman in the floral T-shirt chuckled and then said, "Then you might as well give up. He must be gay; otherwise, anyone who wouldn't fall for a beauty like you, which even I would want to bite, must be crazy."
"Not necessarily," the stunning girl sighed with so disappointnt, "Maybe he and I are just not destined to be. Maybe our fate is just very shallow."
"Nonsense!" the girl in the floral T-shirt retorted, "What is this about fate? You have his contact, why don't you go for it yourself? Who else can help you?"
Upon hearing this, the stunningly beautiful girl replied sowhat displeasingly, "I am trying right now, aren't I?" Her cheeks then reddened slightly as she continued, "He is a doctor, and I'm studying dicine now, so I can talk to him about dical issues."
The girl in the floral T-shirt laughed, "I knew it, you were definitely planning that. But aren't you afraid that you might regret it later?"
The stunningly beautiful girl sighed, "I am a bit afraid of future regrets, but if I didn't co here, I would regret it right now."
The girl in the floral T-shirt shook her head with a smile, "You really haven't changed at all. Your thoughts are simple and transparent. It's just a pity, that guy... if only he were a few years younger, then you two could have studied together, been childhood sweethearts!"
This made the cheeks of the stunningly beautiful girl blush even more, as she couldn't help replying dreamily, "I wish it were like that, to et the most handso him in my most beautiful monts. But, he is already working now, studying together is definitely hopeless."
The girl in the floral T-shirt laughed upon hearing this, "eting the most handso guy at your most beautiful mont doesn't necessarily have to be him, you know. Look, dical University is so big, there are so many handso guys here, maybe you'll et your Prince Charming very soon."
"He might co from a prominent family, or be rich and young, or be gentle and cultured because, after all, we're going to be here for four years. In these four years, we'll et many people, experience many things, and maybe you'll soon forget that guy."
With a coquettish glance, the stunningly beautiful girl replied, "Do you think I'm like you? The guy I like is a bit reckless, a bit violent, not gentle, but considerate."
The girl in the floral T-shirt smiled, "Alright, alright, I know he's the only one in your heart right now, but it doesn't matter, people always change with ti. Anyway, you're so beautiful, surely countless handso guys will rush towards you. When you see their charming smiles, muscular bodies, and strong abs, you'll understand what eye candy really ans."
"Crazy!" the stunningly beautiful girl spat, "I'm not like you!"
The girl in the floral T-shirt pouted, smiling proudly, "A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. I'm not like you, aiming too high. I definitely want to start a passionate romance in my college life—handso guys, handso guys..."
She looked around cheerfully as she spoke.
Feeling helpless, the stunningly beautiful girl sighed, then took out her phone. Staring at Shen Qiang's profile picture from behind, she sighed deeply and opened the chat box. First, she typed 'Hello' but then deleted it, typed 'Are you there?' and deleted it again. Finally, she stared at the empty chat box, walking silently, her heart filled with sighs.
"Perhaps, you and I are really fated but not destined. In the best years of youth, I t you, and when I needed help the most, I t you again. But you're like a breeze; I can feel you, yet I can't grasp your essence..."
She sighed as she walked on.
Just then, a surprised scream from the girl in the floral T-shirt suddenly broke the silence beside her: "Xiaoxia, Xiaoxia, look, look! A handso guy! Your Prince Charming!"
The stunningly beautiful girl looked up in shock and then froze.
Because right in front of her, not too far away, Shen Qiang was walking and chatting with Geng Liang, who had co to dical University for further studies, both obviously in a good mood, and his sunny smile was extrely bright.
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