All the goddesses in the world are lusting after my body.

Perhaps because the last person to press the elevator button was An Hongdou, the elevator in front of them showed that it was stopped at the floor Jiang Tang wanted to go to—the 25th floor.

Jiang Tang's eyes darkened; he couldn't even describe his feelings.

Driven by a sudden impulse, he rushed over as soon as class ended, panting heavily... It's quite surprising that this word could be used to describe him.

But in reality, as long as Jiang Tang isn't nervous or anxious, and he adjusts his mindset, the journey from the evening self-study classroom to here won't tire him out at all.

He thought that he would be out of breath by the time the sports meet was the week after next, and that he would definitely be the one to run the 3,000-meter race, which no one in his class had signed up for.

But before that, I encountered something that made me want to give it my all, which is truly a cruel twist of fate.

The elevator came down quickly, and after Jiang Tang was stunned for a moment, the elevator doors slowly opened with a "ding".

A classmate came up beside her in a hurry, also wanting to go upstairs. She and Jiang Tang squeezed into the elevator together.

However, the two of them needed to go to different floors. After she pressed her own floor button somewhat awkwardly, she shrank into the corner of the elevator. Jiang Tang didn't look at her, but she kept staring at Jiang Tang's profile.

When they reached the floor the female classmate was going to, she hurriedly slipped out with her bag, leaving Jiang Tang alone in the elevator. He eventually went to the 25th floor alone, which was almost the rooftop.

An Hongdou usually stays in such a high place, looking out at the university and the city, waiting for all the lights in the houses to go out every night. I wonder what she thinks about.

Is she lonely too?

The elevator doors opened, and what came into view was a ping-pong table. Teachers usually have such entertainment after finishing their work.

Jiang Tang quickly scanned the left and right corners, and following the floor and office number that Mu Qimei had given him from his memory, he walked towards the side with the increasingly larger number, arriving at the empty corridor equipped with motion-activated lights.

His footsteps weren't quiet, and his rapid breathing tried to be calm several times, but he couldn't manage to quiet his breathing completely.

One after another, incandescent lights lit up behind and in front of him, until he finally arrived at the office door.

He instinctively reached for the doorknob, but his reason returned, and he hesitated before knocking on the door.

"Thump, thump!"

It should be light and quick, just enough to be clearly perceived by the people inside, without seeming impolite.

"Come in."

A voice that sounded somewhat familiar to Jiang Tang came from the office; it belonged to An Hongdou.

Jiang Tang did not go to the wrong place, and Mu Qimei did not give a false address.

But in that moment of daze, Jiang Tang thought: if her voice were a little softer, a little gentler, perhaps it would be like…

Jiang Tang's eyes were filled with an indescribable emotion. He swallowed hard, then turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

The office lighting wasn't particularly bright, but it wasn't dim either. At first glance, there wasn't anything special about the furnishings; it was just ordinary desks and chairs like those for teachers, with computers, a sofa for students to wait and rest on, and a table in the corner piled with miscellaneous items and various books.

At most a touch of green, blooming on the windowsill, is the cactus planted by An Hongdou.

Everything she planted withered and died, even the beautiful rose-shaped succulents she bought at school. Finally, having no other choice, she decided to add some greenery to her life and bought a cactus.

Unexpectedly, An Hongdou's cactus was growing quite well. A while ago, it even bloomed a small orange flower. An Hongdou was very happy and asked the photography department to take many photos, which she then posted on the school's Weibo, Tieba, and other channels.

An Hongdou is perhaps like a cactus in the desert.

Just how much effort did she put in to bloom into such a beautiful and outstanding flower?

The woman sat at the desk, her right leg crossed over her left, her body slightly leaning to the right of the seat, her knee resting on the armrest, her hand loosely clenched into a fist supporting her jade-like cheek. She seemed to be dozing off, and even though Jiang Tang had already come looking for her, she showed no intention of opening her eyes.

It wasn't until Jiang Tang gently closed the office door, making a soft "click" sound, that the door lock clicked.

In the small office space, only An Hongdou and Jiang Tang were left alone for a moment.

An Hongdou then opened her lazy yet elegant eyes, her phoenix eyebrows slightly raised, and a hint of a wary smile appeared in her gaze as she glanced at Jiang Tang.

Sometimes, a smile doesn't necessarily mean that someone likes you.

Just like crying, it doesn't necessarily mean I hate you; it just means I'm so sad and heartbroken that I can't control myself.

Jiang Tang was about to speak when An Hongdou suddenly extended her left index finger, placed it between her lips, and raised it up, clearly indicating that she wanted him to be quiet.

"The night is beautiful tonight, let me look at you a little longer."

"...?"

Jiang Tang's brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed again.

He was somewhat confused, unsure of what tricks An Hongdou was playing, but he knew that she undoubtedly held the absolute initiative in this battle of offense and defense.

After all, all the secrets were in her mouth and in her heart. If she refused to tell him An Qianxi's whereabouts and her recent situation...

I really had no other way to find out.

Jiang Tang doesn't actually like being passive; he should be the one in charge of the overall situation.

But in front of An Hongdou, or perhaps simply for An Qianxi's sake, he could only remain in that position, standing still and accepting An Hongdou's scrutiny.

The feeling of being swept by her gaze is like the autumn wind outside the window; some people feel cool, while others feel desolate.

It doesn't have the temperature of summer, but it's not as cold as winter either.

Everything seemed to be suspended there, neither rising nor falling, whether it was the stone in one's heart or the knife.

Just as she said, An Hongdou was really only looking at Jiang Tang literally.

From top to bottom, from outside to inside...

Well, getting inside is probably impossible. This woman doesn't have X-ray vision, nor could she possibly read minds.

Even though An Hongdou didn't know these things, she could vaguely sense Jiang Tang's increasingly rapid heartbeat.

Even though I'm not running anymore, and I'm in a quiet environment, why does my heart keep racing?

And... it wasn't because of myself.

An Hongdou narrowed her eyes. Originally, she was thinking of teaching this arrogant and short-sighted man a lesson on behalf of her sister...

But instead, another emotion, which had been suppressed for a long time, was rising from under a heavy boulder.

—Why is it you, my sister, who has all of this?

No matter how much you gain or how much you win through hard work.

Can the lost position and the hole in one's heart caused by loss be made up for by these new things?

These are two different things, just like the Jing and Wei rivers are clearly distinct.

Thinking of this, An Hongdou rubbed her furrowed brows, slowly closed her eyes, and sighed.

This is terrible, having an older sister like myself...

What exactly is it...?

"Jiang Tang, don't stay so far away from me, it would be fine if you could get a little closer."

She said this suddenly with her eyes closed.

His tone had softened considerably, which surprised Jiang Tang.

Or perhaps, An Hongdou was simply a woman whose emotions were unpredictable and volatile.

At first, she had a scrutinizing coldness, but gradually, her gaze melted like ice meeting spring, still cool, but reassuring to approach without being scratched by the sharp angle of ice.

Jiang Tang hesitated, unsure whether he should do as An Hongdou suggested.

But backing down is never something he would choose.

Therefore, he slowly moved his feet and came to the opposite side of An Hongdou's desk. There was a chair there, which was suitable for the two of them to sit facing each other and communicate on an equal footing when someone came to visit the office.

But Jiang Tang felt that when he sat down, he looked like a student going to the teacher to receive punishment.

He then walked over the table and chairs to An Hongdou's side.

Jiang Tang also wanted to use this method to see An Hongdou's reaction and whether she would be surprised.

As expected, after sensing the presence and breathing of another person beside her, An Hongdou opened her eyes in surprise and met Jiang Tang's gaze as he looked down at her. She did not flinch at all.

She began to understand what it meant to "take an inch and then a mile".

But Jiang Tang's behavior wasn't enough to anger her; that was the only thing An Hongdou could think of.

It's the word "interesting".

"I used to wonder how you managed to win over my sister, but now I realize that shamelessness has always been your strength, hasn't it?"

younger sister……

Jiang Tang's pupils dilated violently. The dazed feeling he had when he saw An Hongdou's appearance at the start of the semester was actually real.

She had felt that An Hongdou and An Qianxi were somewhat similar, and she never expected that it was not an illusion. They actually had a close connection behind the scenes, even though An Qianxi had never told her that she had such an older sister.

After a long silence, Jiang Tang's expression suddenly softened, turning from stiff to warm in an instant.

"Sister, the truth is much more complicated than you think... but it's true that Qianxi pursued me first."

"..."

The change in address was quite swift, catching An Hongdou completely off guard.

This also proves once again that Jiang Tang, as An Hongdou said, does indeed have the "advantage" of being thick-skinned.

She scrutinized Jiang Tang, whose smile, a result of adjusting his mood, easily increased one's liking for him.

"You've already broken up, why are you still calling each other so intimately?"

"Because...it was a misunderstanding." Jiang Tang's smile gradually disappeared, his eyes like a deep pool, reflecting an unresolved sorrow.

"Sister, can you give me a chance? Let me contact Qianxi just once, please."

Jiang Tang usually appears to be the kind of carefree, playboy who doesn't care about anything and lives a carefree life.

But at this very moment, he bowed deeply to An Hongdou, pleading and begging with the utmost sincerity.

Since An Qianxi deleted all his contact information and vanished from Jiang Tang's world, he has been unable to find her again. The regret he felt back then has become a scar, forever etched on his body and in his bones.

Now, a glimmer of hope has finally appeared, and An Hongdou is fully capable of becoming an important intermediary for the reunion between Jiang Tang and An Qianxi.

How could Jiang Tang possibly give up on this?

An Hongdou narrowed her eyes, watching Jiang Tang's behavior as if she were pondering something.

If she was doing this to seek justice for her sister who was so heartbroken after the breakup, then she no longer has any reason to do so.

Because Jiang Tang and An Qianxi's breakup seems to be, as he said, a misunderstanding and an accident.

As for now, Jiang Tang has proven to her how much he values ​​this relationship, to the point of bending over backwards for it, and also wants to get news of An Qianxi from her.