I met my whole family through Baidu Tieba.

next day

Yangko University was awakened early in the morning by a continuous, dull sound—the sound of suitcase wheels rolling on the ground, like muffled thunder.

Because of differences in size and material, the sounds vary. Some are slightly deep baritones, while others are slightly crisp sopranos. Occasionally, a small stone gets stuck in the wheel, making a sharp squeaking sound, which is then kicked away by the owner, and the sound returns to normal.

These voices, like countless rivers, converge from all directions, eventually flowing into the south gate of the school, eagerly rushing towards the free sea.

Shen Kang and his three roommates also came downstairs with their suitcases—to be precise, it was Wang Pan and his two roommates who carried the suitcases, while Shen Kang had his hands in his pockets.

"Huff... huff..."

At the entrance of the apartment building, Wang Pan put down the suitcase he had carried up several flights of stairs, slightly out of breath, and took a few quick breaths to catch his breath.

Then, seeing Shen Kang standing leisurely to the side, Wang Pan became a little annoyed. What annoyed him even more was that he remembered something else.

"Old Feng,"

Wang Pan suddenly asked, "Has Old Shen treated us to a meal this semester?"

Although Feng Moquan and Jin Chao were not as out of breath as Wang Pan, they also took a short break after seeing Wang Pan stop to catch his breath, and the group blocked the entrance of the apartment building.

Hearing Wang Pan's question, Feng Moquan thought for a moment and replied, "I don't remember. Old Jin, do you remember?"

Jin Chao shook his head, "I don't remember either, but we treated him to meals, and we treated him to many meals."

Wang Pan and the others remembered this incident. When the laundry room opened, they made a bet, and Shen Kang won. True to their word, they treated Shen Kang to several meals.

"Is this outrageous?!"

Wang Pan was furious. "Treat us! You absolutely have to treat us! Old Shen, you have to pay for our farewell breakfast today! I'm not leaving if you don't!"

As he spoke, he plopped down on his suitcase, looking like he wasn't leaving unless you treated him to a meal.

Upon seeing and hearing this, Feng Moquan and Jin Chao quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, we've all treated you, but you've never treated us. Even if it's just a matter of reciprocity, it's your turn to treat us today." "Old Shen, if you don't treat us, I'm not leaving."

Shen Kang thought to himself, what does it matter to me whether you leave or not? I'm not your father, and I'm not looking forward to your coming home.

However, seeing everyone's enthusiastic participation, I didn't refuse.

"It's just a meal, right? Look at you all, talking like I'm some kind of miser. Come on, breakfast's on me."

Wang Pan and his friends cheered, high-fived, chest-to-chest, and hugged, their eyes brimming with tears. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought that the Chinese Taipei team had won the World Cup.

But it's about the same.

"A whole semester! A whole semester! Old Shen, we've finally gotten to eat the meal you treated us to."

After Wang Pan and Jin Chao hugged and celebrated, they were filled with emotion.

"You've reminded me."

Shen Kang thought of something: as He Qiuzhu's brother, he seemed to have never invited He Qiuzhu's roommates to dinner.

I don't quite remember, but I think so.

Since we're treating Wang Pan and the others to dinner today, we might as well invite He Qiuzhu's roommates as well and treat them all at the same time.

"Let me make a phone call first."

As Shen Kang spoke, he took out his phone.

Wang Pan immediately became alert upon seeing this. "Old Shen, you're not planning some kind of trick again, are you?"

After a semester of hardship, he has finally matured and feels that there is some deeper meaning behind Shen Kang's sudden actions.

They're starting to get a little scared.

"Where do you get all these schemes and tricks from? Do you think I'm Jia Xu?"

Shen Kang rolled his eyes. "Since we're treating everyone anyway, let's invite a few more people and treat them all at once."

"oh."

Relieved, Wang Pan casually asked, "Male or female?"

"A woman."

As soon as Shen Kang uttered "woman," Wang Pan and Feng Mo, who had been nonchalant just moments before, perked up, while Jin Chao remained unresponsive.

Jin Chao felt that he might be in love: ever since that day when Lu Tinglan replied to his post, he mustered up the courage to follow Lu Tinglan the next day—well, although he had seen Lu Tinglan for a long time, Jin Chao had never followed Lu Tinglan before.

Jin Chao followed many people, but not Lu Tinglan. Every time he checked Lu Tinglan's profile, it was the same process of "searching and entering," which is why he was so adept at it when Shen Kang tricked him that day.

He didn't know why he wasn't paying attention to Lu Tinglan.

However, after Lu Tinglan replied to his post that day, he finally mustered up the courage to follow.

He even planned to send Lu Tinglan a private message to ask for her phone number.

Isn't that very daring?

This requires even greater courage.

Just as Jin Chao was gathering his courage after following Lu Tinglan, Lu Tinglan unexpectedly sent him a private message first!

"Hello, Undying Evil God."

"..."

When Jin Chao saw this private message from Lu Tinglan, he felt like he wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground.

He had never felt there was anything wrong with his online name before, but hearing it from Lu Tinglan's mouth made it feel so embarrassing. He even felt that Lu Tinglan might have been laughing when she typed those words.

"Don't call me the Undying Evil God anymore; that's a name I came up with when I was young and reckless."

Jin Chao replied.

The reply came almost instantly.

"Oh? Then what should I call you?"

Jin Chao thought for a moment, remembered his own post, and then replied.

"Just call me Ah Xing."

"Okay, Ah Xing. I actually wanted to ask you, what's the name of the song you mentioned listening to in your post? I searched for it using the lyrics, but I couldn't find it."

"Uh, actually there isn't such a song; I wrote the lyrics myself."

"ha?"……

The two started chatting and used the private messaging system on the Beiming Community to talk for two hours straight.

In the following days, the two chatted frequently, and their conversation moved from the private messaging system of the Beiming Community to QQ, taking their relationship to the next level.

Jin Chaojue can be described as "hot-blooded".

Therefore, Jin Chao felt that he was probably in a relationship.

This kind of excitement at the mere mention of a woman is clearly not suitable for a "married man" like myself; I must uphold male virtues.

……

"A girl? Also from our school?"

After his initial excitement subsided, Wang Pan casually asked another question.

Shen Kang had already dialed the number and held the phone to his ear. "Yes, they're from our school too. They're He Qiuzhu's roommates."

"……cut."

Wang Pan and Feng Moquan, who had been excited just moments before, immediately deflated.

They all knew that He Qiuzhu was in the computer science class, and naturally, He Qiuzhu's roommates were also in the computer science class.

When the word "girls in a computer class" pops into their minds, the image that comes to mind is that of a burly, "simple-looking" tomboy.

He might even go bald.

Feng Moquan gave Wang Pan a look.

Wang Pan understood and nodded.

Indeed, he might even be bald, after all, he's in the computer science class, and baldness is a characteristic of computer science students.

"Hey, are you up yet?... "

The call was connected, and Shen Kang began talking to He Qiuzhu.

Knowing that their dormitory was also planning to have breakfast first, and then leave the school, Shen Kang asked them to gather together, and he treated them to a meal.

After making the call, Shen Kang put away his phone and looked at Wang Pan and the others in front of him. Then he remembered something. "By the way, Brother Pan, Lao Feng, should I give you a proper introduction later? We can also discuss and rehearse how to introduce your strengths."

"Forget it." Wang Pan waved his hand, showing little interest. "Right now, all I can think about is how to get more red envelopes for the New Year. I'm not interested in this."

Feng Moquan also refused, saying, "I'm focused on studying right now, I have no interest."

Shen Kang looked at the two of them with newfound respect.

He then nodded, "Alright then."

Since neither of them is interested, then forget it.

After finishing their phone call, the four of them pulled their suitcases out of the dormitory management station. Instead of going directly to the second canteen, they went to the entrance of dormitory management station number three to wait for He Qiuzhu and her roommates to come out—it seemed that the people in He Qiuzhu's roommates had just gotten up when they made the call.

As students leave school, groups of girls continuously emerge from the dormitory management station, dragging their suitcases, a dazzling display of vibrant colors.

Wang Pan and Feng Moquan pretended to be serious, waiting and chatting, but their attention was entirely on the girls who came out.

"How did you do on your advanced calculus exam? I felt the last two big questions were too difficult."

"Hmm, and very fair-skinned."...

Unlike the other two, Shen Kang simply squatted down on the ground, raised his head, and looked at them openly and honestly.

He doesn't date, but what does that have to do with looking at beautiful women?

I don't date them; I just observe.

However, Shen Kang has rather high standards. He doesn't just look at any woman who comes along; he only looks at women who are beautiful or have special physical features.

He was staring so openly, and the girls weren't blind, so they naturally noticed and started glaring at him.

Shen Kang was quite shameless; he remained calm and didn't flinch. When people glared at him, he would just smile.

Then continue watching.

The beautiful women he was looking at had no choice but to quicken their pace and hurriedly leave with their suitcases.

Shen Kang, on the other hand, was in a good mood—yes, looking at beautiful women can indeed make people feel good, after all, appreciating beautiful things is a human instinct.

Just treat it as appreciating a famous painting.

Yes, this is "Woman with a Parasol". The thin gauze and backlighting blur her facial features, making them unclear and indistinct. It all depends on your own imagination to see what she looks like underneath.

That painting is "Water Lilies." The shadows ripple beneath the water's surface, and the intense, almost excessive, purplish-red hues make you feel that the colors are a bit off. But Monet said, "So what? That's just how she looks."

And this one, this one is amazing, it's "San Lazar Railway Station". The brilliance of industrial civilization shines on her face, the pure numbers of technology are astonishing, praise for technology.

It's still a bit surprising that college students are studying science and technology...

As they watched, He Qiuzhu and her roommates still hadn't come out, but the number of people coming out of Dormitory Station No. 3 had sparsed, and there were even fewer pretty girls; they were practically nowhere to be seen.

Wang Pan finally stopped chatting with Feng Moquan, and his voice came from the side.

"Old Shen, how much longer?"

There was a hint of impatience in his tone.

He hadn't felt the time dragging on when there were beautiful women to look at, but now that there were no more beautiful women to look at, Wang Pan started to get impatient.

"It'll be ready soon," Shen Kang said casually.

"How long is 'soon'?" Feng Moquan asked. "I need to catch the bus. If I wait too long, and then finish eating, and the bus happens to be a little late, I might miss it."

"That's right, that's right," Wang Pan agreed.

Shen Kang also spoke the truth: "I don't know. When girls dawdle, who can know how long it will take? This question is harder than quantum mechanics."

Jin Chao, who had been mostly silent, finally spoke up: "Why don't we head out first? Old Feng, don't miss your train. Old Shen, you can pay for this meal."

Feng Moquan thought for a moment, feeling a little unwilling, but he really didn't want to waste time waiting for those heroes from the computer class, so he said, "Alright. Old Shen, you better remember, next semester, your first meal is on you!"

Shen Kang had no objection: "Sure."

Wang Pan was even more unwilling. He had finally managed to extort a sum of money from Lao Shen, and now he was just going to let him go like this?

However, like Feng Moquan, he was too lazy to waste time waiting for the heroes of the computer class. In addition, Lao Shen promised to treat him to the first meal of the next semester, so he had no choice but to accept the offer.

"Alright."

So, Wang Pan and the other two grabbed their suitcases and prepared to leave.

Goodbye, Lao Shen.

See you next semester.

After saying goodbye, Wang Pan and the others turned to leave.

Just then, another group of girls came out of Dormitory No. 3.

The one at the head was the devilish girl from the Shen family. She was wearing a white down jacket, with her hair hanging down and her eyes cold. Her face was exquisite, like a high-class goddess who had stepped out of a painting. However, the bulky clothes reduced the coldness of her appearance and added a touch of cuteness.

Wang Pan and his group suddenly stopped in their tracks—not because of He Qiuzhu from the Shen family. They had seen He Qiuzhu before and had gradually gotten used to her stunning good looks.

What made them stop was a girl next to He Qiuzhu.

He Qiuzhu and her group consisted of four people.

Two of them had relatively ordinary looks, at most just pretty, but the one next to He Qiuzhu was different.

She was petite, wore two ponytails, and while her looks weren't as stunning as He Qiuzhu's, she was still a great beauty, on par with Ji Feiyan, the class beauty of their e-commerce class.

Moreover, unlike Ji Feiyan, the beauty next to He Qiuzhu is a very rare "loli beauty"...

Of the four people in He Qiuzhu's dormitory, three were pulling suitcases and carrying bags, while He Qiuzhu was empty-handed.

As soon as she saw Shen Kang standing outside, He Qiuzhu rushed over at a jog.

However, this time, besides Shen Kang, Wang Pan and the others were also there.

Instead of bumping her head into Shen Kang's chest as usual and having Shen Kang hold her head down to "brake," He Qiuzhu rushed to Shen Kang and stopped on her own.

"Wow, they installed a braking system?" Shen Kang said casually, standing up from his squatting position.

"Shen Kang, Fu Rong can't find something. She's been looking for it for ages," He Qiuzhu explained, standing in front of Shen Kang.

Shen Kang said, "I knew it was like that."

"Mmm." He Qiuzhu nodded repeatedly.

Shen Kang stared at her face again, a little puzzled: "You're wearing makeup today?"

"Simplify it a bit."

He Qiuzhu said this, and then added, "Xia Meng said she was going on vacation, so this is a winter vacation gift she gave me."

Shen Kang looked at it carefully again and then commented: "Her skills are so-so, but you have such a good foundation that you look good no matter what makeup you wear."

He Qiuzhu was happy. "Right?"...

As the two were talking, Fu Rong and Xia Meng also came over with their suitcases.

Shen Kang was about to call everyone to go eat when he turned around and found that Wang Pan and the other two guys, who had just left, were still standing right behind him.

Wang Pan had somehow managed to stand his suitcase upright, one hand resting on the handle, the other hanging naturally at his side. His chin was slightly raised, a faint smile playing on his lips, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, as if trying to create a sense of "profoundness."

He leaned against the suitcase, his center of gravity tilted back, and with that expression, if the suitcase were replaced with a bicycle and he were given a leather jacket, he would probably look like a motorcycle boy waiting for his girlfriend outside a movie theater in a small town.

Feng Moquan, on the other hand, took a completely different approach.

Unlike Wang Pan, he didn't strike a pose. Instead, he stood straight, holding the handles of his suitcase with both hands, the suitcase pressed tightly against his calves, his whole body as taut as a nail.

His expression was serious and focused, his gaze piercing through the crowd and precisely locking onto a certain direction, as if he wasn't waiting for a girl to go to breakfast together, but rather standing at the school gate awaiting the inspection of a high-ranking official.

Jin Chao stood next to the two men, neither posing nor standing at attention.

He simply stood there quietly, carrying his suitcase, his expression calm and indifferent. He even turned slightly to the side, glancing at Wang Pan and Feng Moquan with a calm look, the meaning of which was clear—I am not one of you.

He had his phone in his pocket, and Lu Tinglan's last message to him from last night was still hanging on his QQ—"Goodnight, A-Xing." At this moment, Jin Chao felt nothing.

Shen Kang glanced at Wang Pan's appearance, then at Feng Moquan's posture, and then at Jin Chao's expression, remaining silent for a moment.

"..."

Then, unable to resist asking, "You haven't left yet? Didn't you just say you were catching a train?"

"No rush," Wang Pan said, his tone calm and composed, a stark contrast to his earlier impassioned "How long is 'soon'?"

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at the cute little girl next to He Qiuzhu, and his lips twitched involuntarily, almost unable to maintain his "profound" expression.

"The train won't wait for anyone," Shen Kang said again.

"Train tickets can be changed," Feng Moquan replied decisively, as if answering a question in class.

Shen Kang glanced at Xia Meng, who had walked over and was standing to the side, and roughly understood what was going on.

So I just laughed and thought to myself, "Let them look down on the computer class."

Then he waved his hand.

"Let's go, everyone's here, let's go eat."

Of the four people in He Qiuzhu's dormitory, only He Qiuzhu herself was empty-handed; the other three were dragging suitcases.

Fu Rong walked at the front, carrying a bulging canvas bag in her hand, which looked like it was stuffed with a lot of things.

Du Nanxin wasn't much better off; in addition to her suitcase, she was also carrying a handbag.

Xia Meng had the fewest suitcases, only one. But don't let her small stature fool you, her suitcase was the biggest of the four girls, even bigger than Wang Pan's, and it wasn't one of those girly colors like pink or blue, but rather an old-fashioned black.

So, the image of someone pulling a suitcase creates a somewhat contrasting impression.

Wang Pan and Feng Moquan watched silently, thinking it was a cute contrast.

Let me introduce myself to you.

As they walked, Shen Kang, acting as the middleman, gave a brief introduction to both sides: "These are our dormmates: Wang Pan, Feng Moquan, and Jin Chao."

He says a name, his finger tracing a person's body.

Then there's the girls' dormitory. "These are He Qiuzhu's roommates: Fu Rong, Du Nanxin, and Xia Meng."

So Wang Pan and the others learned that the beautiful little girl was named Xia Meng.

Hmm, Xia Meng, Xia Meng, a dream of summer nights, what a beautiful name. She lives up to her name, like a mesmerizing dream on a cool summer night.

Wang Pan thought to himself with delight.

Since everyone had only been in high school for half a year and there was a difference between boys and girls, they nodded to each other and that was how they got to know each other.

The group then headed towards the cafeteria.

After taking only a few steps, Wang Pan approached Shen Kang, pulled him closer, and whispered, "No, Lao Shen, can you just introduce yourself by name?"

Shen Kang also had something to say: "Didn't I just ask if we should discuss it first...?"

"Don't be so loud!" Wang Pan quickly covered Shen Kang's mouth with his hand, lowered his voice and said urgently, afraid that Shen Kang would reveal what they had "discussed" earlier.

Shen Kang quickly slapped his hand away and lowered his voice: "I asked you guys if we should discuss some advantages first, but you're the one who didn't want them."

Wang Pan forced a smile: "That was just now, this is now, Lao Shen, Brother Shen."

"Brother Shen." Feng Moquan also came over, flanking from the other side, his voice as low as a secret agent making contact, "We didn't know the situation before. Now that we do, we need to reassess our tactical plan."

Shen Kang: "A plan? Tactics, my foot!"

Wang Pan glanced behind him to make sure the girls were still far away before whispering, "Our assessment has shown that our previous judgment was wrong. Not all the girls in the computer science class are burly."

"He's not bald either," Feng Moquan added.

"so what?"

"So we need your help." Wang Pan put his hand on Shen Kang's shoulder, his tone sincere as if entrusting him with his life's most important matter. "Help us showcase ourselves. Don't exaggerate, just mention our strengths briefly, naturally, casually, like it came out off the cuff."

Shen Kang looked at him: "What are your strengths?"

Wang Pan opened his mouth, then suddenly realized this question wasn't easy to answer. He thought for a moment, then said uncertainly, "I'm rather... humorous?"

"..."

Shen Kang laughed, then said helplessly, "Personally, I genuinely think you're quite humorous, Pan Ge, but girls and boys have different perspectives; they might not understand your kind of humor."

Wang Pan was quite happy to see that Lao Shen appreciated his humor.

Feng Moquan, however, had a different opinion: "Last time you told a joke in class, you were the only one who laughed."

"That was because I was too ahead of my time," Wang Pan argued. "Besides, humor isn't just about telling jokes. I'm also quite... quite business-minded. Yes, business-minded. Brother Shen, didn't you say I had a good understanding of customer lifecycle management? Just casually mention that. Say something like, 'Wang Pan, don't let his unassuming demeanor fool you, he actually has a very keen business sense and is one of the co-founders of Huanhuan.com.' Yes, co-founder, that title sounds very prestigious."

"OK."

Shen Kang thought to himself, "It's just something I say anyway."

Then he turned to Feng Moquan, "And you?"

Feng Moquan had clearly prepared his answer, replying without hesitation: "I'm in the top three in my major, meticulous in my work, and have strong execution skills. It would also be even better if you could mention that I have a habit of keeping accounts—not the kind of petty, meticulous accounting, but a strong sense of financial management. It shows that I'm good at managing money and have a plan. These qualities are rare among men."

"That is indeed quite rare."

"So how do you think it would be best to present it?" Feng Moquan earnestly sought advice. "Is it more appropriate for you to say it, or should I find an opportunity to bring it up myself? Would it seem too deliberate if I said it myself? But if I don't mention it, people might never know my professional ranking. It's a matter of information transmission efficiency..."

While the boys were whispering amongst themselves, the girls were also having a conversation.

"What do you think of those boys?" Du Nanxin asked.

Fu Rong thought for a moment: "That Wang Pan seems like he talks a lot, and that Feng Moquan looks quite serious. And there's this one who doesn't talk much, what's his name again?"

"Jin Chao." Du Nanxin has a good memory.

"Yes, Jin Chao. Is something on his mind? He hasn't said much from beginning to end."

"Maybe he's just not talkative," Du Nanxin said. "Some guys are just quiet; if they don't talk, it's because they have something on their mind."

Fu Rong nodded, finding it to be true.

Then the two of them stopped talking and were a little disappointed. Perhaps because of Shen Kang, they still had some expectations for Shen Kang's roommate. They thought that even if he wasn't as dazzling as Shen Kang, he would still be very outstanding.

At least in terms of looks, he's not much different from Shen Kang, right?

Isn't that how it's always portrayed on TV?

When we met in person, we realized that everything on TV was a lie.

Compared to them, He Qiuzhu was much quieter.

She walked on the very edge, her gaze detached and aloof, seemingly walking her own path, unconcerned with the hustle and bustle around her. But if you looked closely, you would notice that her gaze would occasionally drift towards Shen Kang, then quickly return, like the instinctive reaction of some small animal.

Xia Meng dragged her suitcase and walked beside He Qiuzhu, showing no interest in joining Fu Rong and the others' conversation.

She's feeling down right now—the thought of not being able to be with her sister every day for a month makes her sad.

Waaaaah, a person can't live without their older sister...

The group then arrived at the cafeteria.

When it was time to pay for breakfast, Shen Kang took out his meal card to swipe for everyone, but before he could even reach into his pocket, Wang Pan beat him to it.

"Swipe my card."

Wang Pan's expression was indifferent, his eyes were indifferent, and his tone was indifferent. He held a campus card between the index and middle fingers of his right hand and handed it to the window. If you didn't know better, you would think that he was going to swipe the card to buy the cafeteria. He seemed to have a bit of a domineering CEO vibe.

Shen Kang then smoothly took his hand out of the pocket that didn't even have a campus card, as if he had rehearsed it.

He also added a compliment, "Brother Pan is so generous!"

Wang Pan secretly glanced at Xia Meng, quite satisfied, feeling that he now resembled a domineering CEO.

Feng Moquan was somewhat annoyed—damn, he was too slow.

The cafeteria lady took the card and swiped it.

As the card reader beeped, the voice of the cafeteria lady followed.

"Student, insufficient balance."

"..."

Wang Pan cursed inwardly. He thought that since it was almost the end of the semester, there was no need to recharge his account anymore. He would wait until after the New Year to deal with it. But he never expected that this would happen today.

But now that he'd already put on this act, it wasn't easy to back down, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Just send as many as you can."

Feng Moquan finally got his chance and quickly handed over his campus card, saying, "Use this for the rest."

The cafeteria lady took the cards and swiped them while muttering something to herself.

Even though it was almost the end of the semester and he had inexplicably lost money, and what he had originally planned to do was treat Lao Shen to a meal ended up being his own treat, which was quite inexplicable—Wang Pan was still quite happy when the four men and four women sat together for breakfast.

In particular, Xia Meng happened to be sitting right across from him.

During the meal, Lao Shen really acted like a true friend, just as they had planned beforehand, "casually" mentioning Wang Pan and Feng Moquan, one a business prodigy and the other a romantic academic genius.

When Lao Shen mentioned it so "unintentionally," Wang Pan and Feng Moquan both unconsciously puffed out their chests.

Xia Meng didn't seem interested in the topic and her expression was quite calm, which made the two of them a little disappointed. However, there was also good news—at least when the two of them were "unintentionally" mentioned, Xia Meng did glance at each of them.

This is a good sign.

After finishing their meal, the group left the cafeteria and parted ways.

Shen Kang and He Qiuzhu, who were going to stay at school for two more days, stood at the entrance of the cafeteria, looking like a pair of parents seeing their children off from home.

Wang Pan, Fu Rong, and the others are young men and women who are about to leave home and travel far away.

"Goodbye, Old Shen, this is really goodbye."

See you next semester, Lao Shen.

Goodbye, Qiuzhu.

"See you next semester, Qiuzhu."

Watching the group of people, who were leaving together yet clearly separated, gradually disappear at the end of the road.

Then I saw waves of students heading towards the south gate of the school from all directions.

Turning around again, he saw He Qiuzhu standing quietly beside him.

Shen Kang suddenly felt a pang of emotion.

This first semester since my rebirth has come to an end.