I just started college and my advisor turned out to be my blind date?

"No wonder I didn't receive your congratulatory message that day..."

Lu Ming smacked his lips; it was the familiar scent of jasmine.

"So you were waiting for me here?"

Mu Wanqiu's slightly pale face flushed red, a mixture of shyness and annoyance on her face.

This guy is always like that, teasing her all the time.

She had spent months mentally preparing herself before deciding to give him a special birthday gift.

The results of it?

Lu Ming even teased her!

Obviously...

This was her first kiss.

"Let's get down to business."

"I'm really rich now, look."

Lu Ming took out his phone and showed Mu Wanqiu the balance of 67 yuan in his Zhifubao account.

The light from the screen shone on the girl's delicate face in the gradually darkening park, making her features appear even more exquisite.

Before dropping out of school, Mu Wanqiu was the undisputed school beauty.

However, his condition later worsened, which drew criticism from his classmates.

He decided to give up his studies and stay home to recuperate.

"So many?"

Mu Wanqiu's lips parted slightly, her eyes filled with astonishment.

Looking at her cherry lips, Lu Ming's Adam's apple bobbed, and he tried to turn his head away, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"See? This is what it means for your luck to turn around."

"I have enough money for your surgery. As for the follow-up expenses, I'll figure out how!"

"Hurry up and pack your things; we're moving to the hospital tonight."

"Dr. Sun said long ago that the sooner you have surgery, the better!"

Mu Wanqiu's thick, brush-like eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing her longing for life.

But looking at the boy's face, the light in her eyes dimmed again, and she lowered her head.

Not a word.

"Mu Wanqiu, did you hear what I said?"

Lu Ming said harshly.

The voice came from his throat, an undisguised threat.

Mu Wanqiu lowered her head even further and put her hands behind her back.

"I told you, I'll take care of the money. You just need to focus on your treatment."

"How many more times do I have to repeat it?"

Lu Ming took a step forward, startling the girl into retreating in panic.

He reached out and took Mu Wanqiu's hand.

It was even colder than last time, so cold that Lu Ming felt like shivering.

"Don't……"

Mu Wanqiu's voice was so low that only she could hear it.

"Although ALS is a medically recognized incurable disease, it doesn't mean you should give up so early!"

"Take the most famous one, Stephen Hawking, for example; he lived a good life for more than ten years."

"Mu Wanqiu, you're only twenty years old this year, in the prime of your life!"

"You really want to spend your whole life holed up in a rented room, unable to go anywhere?"

Lu Ming pulled Mu Wanqiu in front of him, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

He used to be powerless; he couldn't even bring himself to suggest that the girl get medical treatment.

Now that she's hit the jackpot and gotten a huge sum of money, Mu Wanqiu still refuses to get treatment.

Lu Ming, his face flushed with anger, was about to continue speaking.

Mu Wanqiu cautiously reached out and tugged at Lu Ming's sleeve.

She lowered her head, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

She's been like this since she was little.

Regardless of who was right or wrong, Mu Wanqiu tugged at Lu Ming's sleeve and huddled behind him.

"Mu..."

Lu Ming gritted his teeth, feeling both angry and powerless, and said:

"So tell me, what do you want to do?"

"In short, my bottom line is that you must receive treatment. Even if the results are less than ideal, I don't want to see you in a wheelchair at such a young age."

"As for the money, I'll figure it out once I'm in college. There will be support for college student entrepreneurship then!"

Mu Wanqiu slightly raised her eyes, glanced at Lu Ming who had a serious expression, and then quickly looked away.

"I...I can undergo conservative treatment."

"I found a part-time job doing handicrafts at home, and with my mom's help, it's enough to cover my medical expenses..."

Mu Wanqiu remained silent for a long time before finally uttering a long string of words.

"Handicrafts?"

"It's not one of those online courses where you pay tuition, is it?"

Alarm bells rang in Lu Ming's mind.

Because of Mu Wanqiu's special illness, Mu's mother dared not work long-term day shifts and could only rely on odd jobs to support herself and her daughter, living in poverty.

If Mu Wanqiu spends a lot of money, she might end up being scammed...

"No."

Mu Wanqiu's voice was crisp and clear as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear:

"I do live streams, sewing handicrafts for people."

"Lu Ming, the scarf you wore when you were little was knitted by me."

Mu Wanqiu looked down at her toes, her feet huddled together in a cramped manner.

If it weren't for an accident, followed by a serious illness.

The time she gave Lu Ming the scarf was when she was expressing her feelings.

"You've agreed to do a live stream?"

Lu Ming asked curiously.

With her beauty as pure as a lotus emerging from clear autumn water, coupled with her ALS (Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis),

If you hype it up online, you can really make a lot of money.

Lu Ming had tried to persuade Mu Wanqiu before, but Mu Wanqiu firmly opposed it.

In her words,

There are so many pitiful people in the world, but too few kind people.

We shouldn't waste our kindness on her.

"He didn't show his face."

"Furthermore, I never accept orders from boys..."

Mu Wanqiu spoke a little faster, as if she was in a hurry to explain something.

She was afraid that Lu Ming would think she was a girl who went back on her word, and even more afraid that Lu Ming would misunderstand her.

"That's good. I'm much relieved that you've found something you enjoy doing."

Lu Ming kept his eyes fixed on Mu Wanqiu. When he saw that when she mentioned live streaming, she not only had no worries as before, but also seemed happy and expectant, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis (ALS) is currently an incurable disease with no cure.

What's even more despairing is that patients watch their bodies lose sensation day by day.

Mu Wanqiu was introverted and sensitive by nature, which is why she took the initiative to drop out of school.

She stayed at home all day and didn't go anywhere. Lu Ming didn't even dare to mention the nickname he had given her, "Silent Gourd."

"In that case, I'll accompany you to the hospital for your follow-up appointment tomorrow."

"We'll get everything we need, including whatever medications are required and whatever equipment is needed for the treatment."

Lu Ming temporarily accepted Mu Wanqiu's proposal.

A comprehensive treatment is indeed not something that can be solved with six or seven hundred thousand.

If he persists, it will only worsen his relationship with Mu Wanqiu.

Mu Wanqiu's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she was about to refuse.

Then Lu Ming's voice suddenly turned serious:

"You can't refuse me. Otherwise, I'll ignore you!"

Mu Wanqiu's face immediately fell.

She tugged at Lu Ming's sleeve and moved slowly behind him.

She let out weak, rapid breaths, like a young animal that had lost the protection of its parents.

"Don't try to get away with being cute. I'm going back to school in a couple of days, and I'll be busy then."

"I'll pick you up from your house tomorrow. If you pretend to be sick and don't come down..."

Lu Ming drew out his words, startling Mu Wanqiu so much that she pressed her delicate body against his back.

Her thin body clung to Lu Ming, devoid of any sensuality; instead, her bones felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Since dropping out of school, Mu Wanqiu has rarely seen Lu Ming and has been locking herself in her small room.

At that time, Lu Ming was only a freshman in high school, and he had the will but not the power to do anything.

It was from that time onward that Lu Ming transformed from a slacker who relied purely on talent and luck to get into a top-tier university.

Transform into a relentless, hardworking individual.

He was once on the teacher's lips every day, regarded as a model of a prodigal son returning home.

"Um."

Mu Wanqiu nodded slightly, and for the first time ever, made a request:

"I'll do whatever you say. Don't scare me like that again, okay?"