Yun Qiqi looked at them with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
She was still very curious about the concept of couples, as most of her vague mories were spent in the lab, with not many chances to see couples around.
She couldn’t help but glance at them a couple more tis and noticed that the atmosphere was indeed different.
When she returned to the dormitory, after putting her things away, she went to class with Song Shijia and asked her: "How long have you been together?"
"What?" Song Shijia didn’t understand what she was asking about.
Yun Qiqi earnestly said, "You and Ji Ruofeng."
Song Shijia almost spit out her soy milk, ending up coughing for quite a while, and looked at her in shock: "W-what? I’m not in that kind of relationship with Ji Shen, don’t get the wrong idea..."
How could Luo Luo think they’re in that kind of relationship?
How could she possibly be with Ji Shen??
However, her face quietly turned red, and her heart inexplicably began to race.
So Yun Qiqi stared at her for a while, tilted her head, and quickly concluded:
"You’re not together, but you like him?"
Even though she hadn’t been in a relationship, she had seen quite a lot about emotions.
Song Shijia was slightly startled, and her look darkened.
She knew she liked him.
Perhaps it was just pure admiration before, always regarded him as an unattainable idol, like a deity.
But sohow, over the past two years of interaction, this feeling has changed in nature.
Perhaps people are always greedy; once they get close, they want to desire more.
Song Shijia realized that she liked Ji Ruofeng on one of those nights when they were gathering together.
The boy, who couldn’t hold his liquor well, was teased into drinking so alcohol by Fu Lifei and the others who wanted to see him act silly when drunk, however, drunk Ji Ruofeng turned out to be exceptionally docile.
He might have been a little dazed from drinking, leaning against her, holding her and rubbing affectionately, continuously calling her na softly.
At that mont, looking at his handso and slightly flushed face.
Song Shijia suddenly realized that she didn’t just want to be his friend or fan.
But, Ji Ruofeng was too far out of reach for her, from the very start, he was soone so distant and untouchable.
Thinking of this, she slightly dropped her gaze and said softly, "Maybe."
Yun Qiqi looked at her with a bit of confusion, liking is liking, not liking is not liking.
Where does "maybe" co from?
But as they had reached the classroom, she couldn’t say much more.
Although Yun Qiqi had visited the school’s classroom the day before, she hadn’t actually attended a class.
Seeing that there were many students scattered around the classroom, but the first two rows were basically empty, it looked rather quiet.
Looking to pay full attention to the class, Yun Qiqi walked expressionlessly straight over, taking a seat in the first row, down by the lectern.
Song Shijia hadn’t even reacted before she was already sitting there, her slim back upright, looking like a cold yet obedient top student.
Song Shijia, who initially wanted to pull her to sit in the back row, paused in surprise and couldn’t help but laugh, Luo Luo truly was Luo Luo.
She sat beside her.
Before long, quite a few people were seated in the front row; after all, it was a required course, there were a lot of people, and the back was too crowded.
The professor hadn’t arrived yet, and Yun Qiqi sitting there had attracted quite a few glances.
"Who is this girl? It seems like I’ve never seen her before."
"Such a great aura, and she looks really pretty."
"Isn’t she the one everyone said looks like Yun Qiluo? I saw her on the monitor, the one who embarrassed Cao Xuejie!"
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