Returning to my senior year of high school before college, I became addicted to dating.

September 17th, the second day of military training.

Lin Feng woke up at 5:30 in the morning, not by the alarm clock, but by Zhang Wei's loud snoring. The noise was like a tractor, each snoring louder than the last.

Li Mo had already gotten up, folded the blankets neatly, and was sitting on the edge of the bed reading a book, looking as if he were in deep meditation.

When Lin Feng returned from washing up, Zhang Wei was still snoring. He kicked the bed board: "Get up."

Zhang Wei rolled over, muttered "just five more minutes," and then continued snoring.

Li Mo didn't even look up: "He was talking in his sleep last night, he kept calling out 'Feng Xiaotang'."

Lin Feng's lips twitched. This guy had said last night that he would help him get Shen Yutong's QQ number, but he ended up getting involved himself.

At breakfast time, Raymond Lam went to the cafeteria to buy jianbing guozi (a type of Chinese crepe).

Liu Chengcheng specifically requested this yesterday, and even specified that she wanted two eggs, one sausage, no cilantro, and extra chili.

Lin Feng queued for ten minutes. When he returned, Liu Chengcheng was already sitting in the cafeteria with a bowl of millet porridge in front of her and poking at the pickled vegetables in the bowl with her chopsticks.

Raymond Lam handed her a jianbing (Chinese crepe): "Two eggs, one sausage, no cilantro, extra spicy."

Liu Chengcheng took it, took a bite, and her eyes lit up:

"It tastes amazing! My classmate was right, this is different from the scallion pancakes we have back home, it's really delicious."

Song Yan, sipping her soy milk, said, "Nonsense, they're not the same thing at all."

Liu Jiaqi sat across from me peeling an egg. "Eat up! We're going to take attendance soon."

Morning break during military training.

The playground was filled with freshmen sitting, lying down, and leaning against each other, massaging each other's legs.

The area under the tree was crowded with people, several buckets were placed nearby, and disposable cups were blown about by the wind. Zhang Wei took a crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to Lin Feng.

"I've got Shen Yutong's QQ number for you."

Lin Feng took it and looked at the crooked numbers on it: "How did you get it?"

Zhang Wei waved his hand: "Don't worry about it, just add it. You can trust me to handle things."

Lin Feng sized him up: "You didn't use my name to ask for it, did you?"

Zhang Wei's eyes darted to the side, then he looked back and said, "No, no, I know how to handle things."

Li Mo added from the side, "This morning he went to the vicinity of the art and design department's training grounds and wandered around three times, only to be chased back twice by the instructors."

Zhang Wei glared at him: "Can you please stop saying everything?"

Lin Feng put the note in his pocket without saying a word.

At lunchtime, the cafeteria was too crowded, and Liu Jiaqi was still queuing to get her food.

Lin Feng was carrying his tray and looking for a seat when he turned around. Feng Xiaotang was walking towards him from the opposite side, carrying a bowl of hot soup, and almost bumped into him.

Lin Feng dodged to the side, spilling a few drops of soup onto the back of his hand.

Feng Xiaotang screamed, "Ah... I'm so sorry! Did you get burned?" She reached for a tissue.

Raymond Lam said, "It's nothing."

He looked at Feng Xiaotang and suddenly remembered his deal with Zhang Wei last night. Since Zhang Wei had already given him Shen Yutong's QQ number, he had to get Feng Xiaotang's QQ number for Zhang Wei as well.

He called out to Feng Xiaotang casually, "Feng Xiaotang, do you have QQ? My roommate wants to add you."

Feng Xiaotang was stunned.

Seeing her lost in thought, Lin Feng asked again, "What's wrong? Is it inconvenient?"

Her mind was already in turmoil.

In this situation, it's clear that Lin Feng himself wants her QQ number, but he's using his roommate as a shield.

She had seen this kind of thing too many times in high school—boys were too embarrassed to say they wanted it themselves, or they were afraid of being rejected and losing face, so they would say, "I asked for it for my friend."

Could it be that he likes her? But this guy already has three girlfriends, and he wants her to be the fourth? That's too much of a womanizer! He's still Jiaqi's boyfriend.

But Feng Xiaotang was really curious—what was it about Raymond Lam that made three such beautiful girls willing to be his girlfriends? Wasn't this plot more outrageous than the Korean dramas she watched?

She imagined a grand palace drama, from the selection of concubines to the struggle for favor, from framing to clearing one's name, and even the ending theme song was prepared.

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Lin Feng urged, "Hey? Do you really need to think about asking for my QQ number for so long?"

Feng Xiaotang snapped out of her daze, her face turning even redder. She took out her phone from her pocket, unlocked it, opened QQ, scrolled to her contact information, and turned the screen towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng paused for a moment, realizing he hadn't brought paper and a pen. He added them first, then said, "Thanks, I'll have him add you when I get back."

After saying that, he picked up his tray and left.

Feng Xiaotang stood there, watching his back, her heart pounding.

She was still replaying that palace drama in her mind, and she was the heroine who broke through the encirclement.

During his afternoon break, Lin Feng added Shen Yutong on QQ.

He wrote nine characters in his friend request message: "Hello, I am Lin Feng from the Department of Civil Engineering."

It took several minutes for the other side to get through.

Shen Yutong's QQ profile picture is a watercolor painting, depicting a little girl holding an umbrella and standing in the rain.

The signature reads: "An endless series of sketches."

Raymond Lam sent a message: "Your friend request has been accepted, which means our connection has begun."

About half a minute later, Shen Yutong replied with a string of words: "You're Lin Feng? The one who always looks at me during training."

Raymond Lam neither denied nor explained, but replied, "People always yearn for beautiful things. When they see beautiful scenery, they like to take a second look. I'm the same."

There was a moment of silence on the other end.

Then he sent a message: "That boy who was standing at attention as a demonstration, I think his name is Zhao Meng. He said you're not a good person and told me to be careful. Looks like I really need to be careful."

Lin Feng frowned. Zhao Meng? The one who plays soccer? The really strong one?

I don't even know this guy! Why are you gossiping behind my back? Are you some kind of old woman?

He thought for a moment and replied, "I don't know him. Is it possible that he's jealous of my looks?"

The other end replied with a string of ellipses.

Raymond Lam then asked, "Do I look like a bad guy?"

Shen Yutong replied with a single sentence that was piercing to the heart:

"You're not a bad person, I believe there aren't any bad people at Beijing University of Technology. But you look like a womanizer."

Lin Feng looked at the words and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He was about to type when the whistle blew, signaling the end of the break. He put his phone in his pocket and went back to his line.

Zhang Wei leaned closer and whispered, "Did you add it?"

Lin Feng didn't answer. Sun Jianguo shouted "Attention!" at the front of the line, and everyone stood up straight with their heels together.

The afternoon sun was even stronger than the morning sun, making the ground steam. Beads of sweat streamed down my neck.

During the break, Lin Feng took out his phone again and saw that Shen Yutong had sent a new message.

He clicked on it, and it was a photo she had taken.

Lin Feng stood in the line, his face turned to the side, the sunlight falling on his shoulder, casting a long shadow.

The caption below the photo reads: "This is a documentary photo of military training that our instructor asked me to take; it wasn't specifically taken of you."

Want to cover up.

Raymond Lam replied, "Well done."

Shen Yutong sent another message: "I guessed right, you're a womanizer, surrounded by beautiful women. They're always handing you water and wiping your sweat, tsk tsk."

She was referring to what happened this morning.

Song Yan came to bring him water and helped him straighten his collar.

Liu Jiaqi brought him wet wipes to help him wipe his sweat.

Liu Chengcheng shoved a bottle of iced tea into his hand and kissed him, leaving everyone around her dumbfounded.

Lin Feng thought for a moment and replied, "No one else gets this treatment, which only proves that I am very outstanding."

Shen Yutong didn't reply. Lin Feng put his phone in his pocket, stood up, and stretched his ankles.

Zhao Meng sat under the shade of a tree opposite, chatting with a few people, occasionally glancing at Lin Feng.

6:30 PM, in the cafeteria.

A few people sat in the corner.

Liu Chengcheng ate two servings of braised pork today, saying, "Military training is too tiring, I need to replenish my energy."

Lin Feng was eating when his phone vibrated.

A QQ message from Feng Xiaotang: "Um... your roommate added me, what's his name?"

Lin Feng glanced at it and then handed the phone to Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei was gnawing on a chicken leg when he saw the words on the screen. He almost dropped the chicken leg and frantically pulled out his phone.

A few seconds later, Feng Xiaotang sent another message: "Why is he called 'Big Cannon'? That name is kind of funny."

Lin Feng didn't see Zhang Wei's reply, but he noticed that Zhang Wei's hands were shaking while typing.