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Yunmiao shook her head, feeling that she really didn't have anything to ask.

I don't dare to ask questions casually, for fear of making things worse.

"It's okay if you don't want to ask."

Sheng Yinian leaned down slightly, closing the distance between them.

"From now on, for anything concerning me, listen less to what others say, and don't guess at it yourself. Just come and ask me directly. Can you do that?"

Yun Miao nodded emphatically: "Yes."

Sheng Yinian smiled and pulled the white porcelain plate in front of her.

"Eat it while it's hot."

Yunmiao really didn't expect that the plate of crab meat was peeled and given to her.

The phone rang suddenly; it was Xia Xixi calling.

"I've looked all around but can't find you. Are you lost?"

"I'll be right back."

Without further ado, Xia Xixi didn't ask any more questions: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Yun Miao hung up the phone and looked at Sheng Yinian.

"May I take it home to eat?"

Sheng Yinian pressed down on the back of her neck and gently touched her forehead.

"Go."

When Yun Miao pushed open the door to the private room where Xia Xixi and Jiang Xiao were, the two people at the table crossed their arms and looked at her in unison.

"I just ran into Sheng Yinian," she confessed honestly.

The two men looked at the porcelain plate in her hand and scoffed, "Tsk tsk tsk!"

Before long, the waiter brought out a plate of golden-brown butter crab.

Jiang Xiao raised an eyebrow: "President Sheng is very generous."

Xia Xixi picked one up and handed it to Yun Miao.

Yunmiao raised her hand to politely decline.

"I only eat peeled butter crab."

"roll!"

-

On an April afternoon, the sunlight was as soft as a thin veil, spreading across the campus of Yanda University.

On afternoons without classes, Yunmiao's steps became lighter.

"Sigh!" Xia Xixi, who was standing to the side, suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong?" Yunmiao asked.

"Pherom has a rare in-person event this afternoon, but they're not selling tickets! It's so hard to see my husband!!!"

"What place isn't selling tickets to the public yet?"

"Chengyuan is a private collection of the highest caliber in the capital, accessible only to members and those who have received an invitation."

"What kind of person can..."

Yunmiao was speaking when a clear male voice suddenly rang out behind her.

"Xia Xixi".

They both turned around at the same time.

He is Lu Yin, the student council president.

"Senior Lu, is there something you need?" Xia Xixi asked, puzzled.

Lu Yin walked over, holding an envelope in his hand.

"I heard you're looking for the invitation to Chengyuan this afternoon. I happen to have two anonymous ones here."

"Really?" Xia Xixi's eyes lit up, and she excitedly took out her phone. "Senior Lu, how much do you think is reasonable? I'll scan it for you."

She did indeed inquire with the student union today whether she had received an invitation.

"No need, just two invitations," Lu Yin said casually.

"That's wonderful!"

Xia Xixi was about to accept the invitation when she suddenly noticed his gaze.

He wasn't looking at himself at all; he was looking at Yun Miao's profile.

Xia Xixi understood.

She withdrew her hand and subtly moved a step to the side, blocking his gaze.

"Thank you, senior, but I suddenly remembered that I have something to do this afternoon, so I won't be going to Chengyuan."

After saying that, she took Yunmiao's wrist and left.

Lu Yin stood there, watching the receding figure.

The wind blows through the sycamore trees, and the new leaves rustle.

Actually, he had noticed her a long time ago.

That day, like today, was a sunny afternoon.

He stood by the student union's welcome tent and spotted her immediately amidst the bustling crowd.

That day, he saw too many new students' eyes.

Some were shy and evasive, some deliberately came up to talk, some secretly took photos, and some asked others to find out his contact information.

She, however, never once looked at him, from the moment she joined the queue until she finished filling out the form.

He picked up a few freshman guides and walked over.

"Hey, would you like a freshman guide?"

She looked up, her bright, beautiful eyes lingering on his face for only half a second before settling on the guide in his hand.

"Okay, thank you."

She took the guide and turned to walk towards the dormitory area, never looking back at him again.

He watched her retreating figure and found the girl quite interesting.

Later, he created many coincidences.

Restaurants, libraries, school corridors... he always wore his best clothes and struck his most natural poses.

During that time, many people at school pursued her, but she rejected them all directly.

The reason is probably that she didn't want to date during her school years because she would be returning to Fengcheng after graduation.

He didn't quite believe that reason.

At the time, he confidently thought that perhaps... she also had some feelings for him.

A year later, as she entered her second year of university, he began to feel uncertain.

No matter how much he tried to make his presence known to her, her gaze never lingered on him.

He was somewhat disheartened.

Otherwise, let's just forget about it.

As the student council president, given his position, he couldn't possibly take the initiative to pursue any girl.

It didn't exist before, and it won't exist in the future.

Later, he would often wander aimlessly in the park near her house, without any particular purpose, just habitually going there.

It wasn't until a few days ago, when she nearly bumped into him in the park, that he realized how much he longed for her.

Later, he tried to attract her attention by starting with her best friend.

He was the one who spearheaded the last joint event between the Makeup and Design Club and the School of Design, but it didn't make much progress.

And this time...

Lu Yin pulled the invitation out of the envelope; the subtle pattern on the logo shimmered faintly in the light.

Last year, Chengyuan had an art collaboration with a top university in Beijing, which he was fortunate enough to attend. Since then, there has been no public channel for him to enter.

But he made some connections through this.

He went to great lengths to get those two invitations, pulling strings and using all his personal connections to secure them.

I never expected it to turn out like this.

He put the invitation back in the envelope and turned to leave.

After taking a few steps, I paused, and suddenly the image of Sheng Yinian, who had appeared at the school gate last time, popped into my mind.

Is it...

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head.

impossible.

He admitted that Yun Miao was indeed outstanding and beautiful, but someone of Sheng Yinian's status and position was clearly beyond the reach of ordinary students like them.