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

Just as Lin Feng and Li Mo were chatting, a white figure appeared under a streetlamp on the other side of the playground.

Shen Yutong was wearing a white dress and carrying a sketchbook as she walked from the direction of the teaching building.

She walked to the edge of the playground and stopped. She saw Lin Feng and Li Mo sitting on the steps in the distance. She hesitated for a moment and did not go over.

She leaned against a lamppost, opened her sketchbook, and made a few strokes.

The painting depicts two figures sitting side by side from behind, one with broader shoulders and the other with thinner shoulders.

After finishing her drawing, she closed the notebook, turned around, and left.

Lin Feng's phone vibrated. It was a QQ message from Shen Yutong: "Your friend is amazing. He actually came up with three solutions to that problem."

Lin Feng glanced at Li Mo, who was standing to the side in a daze, and smiled slightly before typing back, "He's a genius."

Shen Yutong replied, "And what about you?"

Raymond Lam typed: "I'm the one who discovers geniuses."

Shen Yutong sent an eye-rolling emoji.

Back in the dorm, Zhang Wei had already washed up and was lying on his bed in his shorts, holding his phone and grinning foolishly.

As usual, Li Mo sat on the bed reading a book. He never looked at his phone and always had a book in his hand.

Lin Feng leaned against the bed, took out his phone, and replied to a few messages.

Song Yan: "I'm exhausted today, my legs feel like they don't belong to me anymore."

He replied, "You've worked hard. Soak your feet and go to bed early."

Liu Jiaqi: "Goodnight, little one."

He replied, "Goodnight, baby."

Liu Chengcheng: "Today is another day full of energy."

He replied, "You're not full of energy, you just have energy to burn. Go to sleep, you silly girl."

Shen Yutong's profile picture is grayed out; she's probably painting in her studio.

Just as Lin Feng was about to put down his phone, a message popped up on QQ. It was from Zhou Sining.

"Junior, did you give that Fire Dance outfit to your girlfriend?"

Lin Feng then remembered the tall senior from the anime club. She was 1.8 meters tall, wore bell-bottom jeans, and large-framed glasses; she looked at him as if he were a figurine.

He replied, "Not yet, I haven't found a suitable opportunity."

"When do you plan to give it to me?" Zhou Sining asked.

"Let's wait until military training is over. She's wearing camouflage every day now, so even if we give it to her, she won't be able to wear it."

There was a moment of silence on the other end. Then a line of text appeared: "You wouldn't happen to...want your girlfriend to wear this outfit and do *that* with you, would you?"

Lin Feng looked at the words and a smile slowly crept onto his face.

He thought for a moment and replied, "How did you know, senior? Have you done it this way before?"

"No way! I was just guessing. Aren't you men all driven by your lower instincts? All you ever think about is that kind of filthy stuff!"

Lin Feng stared at the words "thinking with your lower body" for a few seconds, then smiled. He typed: "Senior, you seem to understand men quite well. So, what kind of man do you think I am?"

The reply came quickly this time: "You're a really flirtatious guy. I could tell at first glance."

Lin Feng lay on the pillow, which he had pushed aside, facing the ceiling.

He replied, "So, senior, would you like to see just how sexy I am?"

The message was sent like a stone thrown into deep water, receiving no reply. After a long wait, Zhou Sining replied, "You think you can?"

He replied, "Are you scared, senior?"

Zhou Sining ignored his comment, and after a moment, changed her tone: "But you are indeed quite good-looking. But unfortunately, I don't have the habit of being a mistress."

Lin Feng thought for a moment and replied, "How will you know if you don't try? What if my idea is different from yours?"

Zhou Sining sent a smiley face: "They're all men, too. All men are the same."

Raymond Lam replied: "Has the senior been hurt by a man before?"

Zhou Sining replied instantly: "Is it any of your business?"

Raymond Lam said, "Just showing some concern for your senior! If she needs medical treatment, I'd be happy to help."

Zhou Sining replied, "Are you trying to impress me? I'm not talking to you anymore, I have to get up early tomorrow to watch the freshmen's military training."

Raymond Lam replied: "Goodnight, long-legged senior."

Zhou Sining replied: "Goodnight, you silly little brother."

Lin Feng laughed so hard his shoulders shook. Zhang Wei poked his head out from the opposite bed: "Who are you talking to, laughing like that?"

Raymond Lam held his phone to his chest. "Nobody."

Zhang Wei said, "It's definitely a woman."

Lin Feng glared at him: "You'd better keep your Feng Xiaotang in check."

Zhang Wei chuckled and shrank back.

The lights on the playground outside the window went out, and moonlight squeezed in through the gaps in the curtains, drawing a white line on the ceiling.

Lin Feng put his phone under his pillow, closed his eyes, and went over the day's events in his mind.

Li Mo agreed, and the entrepreneurship club was taking shape. Shen Yutong was just one step away from opening up the door.

No rush, take your time.

Time flies, and three days have passed.

The days of military training were like a photocopy, every day was the same, boring and tiring.

Over these three days, the relationship between Raymond Lam and Shen Yutong seemed to have been catalyzed.

During breaks from military training during the day, the two would find a shady spot under a tree to sit and chat, talking about everything from their favorite movies to their hated weather, from childhood anecdotes to their future dreams.

And every night, Zhou Sining would send a message on time.

This tall, leggy senior, who's 1.8 meters tall, had a cold face when I ran into her on campus during the day, like someone owed her money, but at night she was full of flirtatious talk on QQ.

She taught Raymond Lam how to present the Dance of Fire outfit in a ceremonial way, and even suggested pairing it with fishnet stockings and red high heels.

Raymond Lam said, "You have a lot of experience."

Zhou Sining replied, "I have no experience; I'm more of a theorist."

Raymond Lam said, "Do you have time tomorrow? Let's grab some coffee and have a deep discussion about the philosophy of life."

Zhou Sining replied, "Let's forget it! I'm afraid you won't be able to control yourself."

Raymond Lam said, "It's hard to say who will lose control!"

Zhou Sining replied, "Let's talk about it after your military training is over."

Lin Feng felt that this senior was manipulating him and deliberately keeping him hanging on.

But who is he? A 38-year-old soul, what kind of woman hasn't he been with?

Zhou Sining is the kind of woman who says no but secretly wants it. She wants it more than anyone else.

Lin Feng decided to find an opportunity to just force himself on her.

This kind of woman will never agree verbally, but as soon as the car is parked, she'll immediately beg you not to stop.