Chapter 120
At that hour, the cafeteria was pretty empty, mostly filled with people from their class.
In the corner, Feng Siruo sat alone, her bright eyes fixed on her wristwatch.
The dorm lights had been too dim last night.
Now, she could finally admire it clearly.
Wow…
The bottom of the dial shimmered brilliantly.
“Is that watch really that pretty?” someone asked.
“Mhm!” she nodded happily.
Ding Yue rolled her eyes. “It’s just one gift and you’ve been staring at it since yesterday. Seriously?”
Feng Siruo wrinkled her nose and pulled her sleeve down. “I just want to look.”
“Agh, I’m dying of envy. I want a sweet romance too!”
Just then, Jiang Zhou stepped over the bench and sat down beside them.
He gently tapped Feng Siruo’s head and reached out for candy.
“Here.” Feng Siruo stretched out her hand with the candy but then froze.
She had just noticed Jiang Zhou’s clothes. Aside from the color, they were identical to hers.
Couple’s outfit?!
That phrase echoed in her mind as her cheeks turned bright red.
She had thought the shirt he gave her was just a regular one.
So when she wore it, she didn’t think twice.
But now… now she realized it was a matching set!
Had she known, she definitely wouldn’t have worn it out!
“Why are you staring at me?” Jiang Zhou asked.
“C-Couple’s outfit!”
Jiang Zhou glanced at his own clothes. “Nah, this is a classmate outfit.”
Feng Siruo blinked. “Really?”
“It’s just like a school uniform. Got it?”
“…Oh.”
Ding Yue, who had been listening, rolled her eyes so hard it hurt.
Jiang Zhou totally knew she was a little airhead and that’s exactly why he tricked her so easily.
“Classmate uniform? Seriously?”
She had lived all these years and never heard of such a thing!
“The letters on your shirts are different, right? Looks like a sentence.”
Ding Yue squinted and read aloud, “If there isn’t equal love… let me love more?”
Jiang Zhou helplessly corrected her, “It’s: ‘If deep feelings can’t be mutual, then let me be the one who loves more.’”
“Damn!”
Both Ding Yue and Feng Siruo widened their eyes in shock.
So translation could sound this romantic?
But that wasn’t the main issue. The key was… the meaning of that sentence!
“How can you still call that a ‘classmate uniform’?”
Jiang Zhou nodded seriously. “It’s love between classmates. A helping, selfless kind of love. A great love!”
Feng Siruo pouted. “It’s a couple’s outfit…”
“Nope. Classmate uniform.”
“You’re lying.”
Jiang Zhou reached out and ruffled her hair. “Be good. This is a special classmate uniform, just for the two of us.”
Feng Siruo gave a soft hum and nervously glanced around.
Luckily, everyone was eating breakfast and hadn’t noticed their matching clothes.
Otherwise, she might’ve passed out from embarrassment.
At that moment, Jiang Zhou looked around and frowned slightly.
Huang Qi was late again, didn’t even show up for breakfast.
She was a young girl full of youthful energy, so how could she be so lazy?
It was one thing to be late for class, but today was a trip, and she was still in bed?!
The perfume he bought for her was still in his bag.
If she didn’t show up soon and it got crushed from all the jostling, it’d be her own fault.
Just as he was thinking that, Xu Haodong and the others walked in.
The trio ordered four baskets of steamed buns and sat at the next table.
“You done praying for rain?” Jiang Zhou asked.
Xu Haodong gave a defeated look. “Yeah, I’m over it. Gonna rely on my face to get a girlfriend now.”
Ding Yue snorted. “With your face?”
“What, you got a problem?”
“If you manage to get a girlfriend with your face, she must be blind.”
Furious, Xu Haodong snapped, “Wanna bet who gets one first?”
Ding Yue was just as fired up. “Bet it is! If I lose to you, I’ll stay single for life!”
“Deal! It’s settled!”
“Whoever chickens out has to avoid the other forever!”
Watching the two bicker, Jiang Zhou couldn’t help but show an auntie-like smile.
He genuinely thought these two were kind of a perfect match.
Most relationships, after all, start with banter like this.
“How about you two just get together already, save the trouble of keeping score.”
“Shut up!” they yelled in unison.
“Oh? In sync already?”
Feng Siruo quietly nodded in agreement.
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After breakfast, it was 8:00 a.m.
Everyone gathered at the school gate, waiting for the tour bus.
“She said she has claustrophobia and has to sit there. That window opens.”
“That’s… oddly specific.”
“Who knows what’s going on in her head? I mean, all seats are the same. Let her have it.”
“What about Qu Xiaoya?”
“She’s still outside doing a headcount.”
Right then, Huang Qi came rushing onto the bus.
She glanced around, spotted the empty seat beside Jiang Zhou, and plopped down.
“They said this one’s for Qu Xiaoya.”
As she touched up her makeup with a compact, she added, “By the way, she’s the one who gave you that paper ball.”
Jiang Zhou’s eyes widened. “What?! For real?”
“Not 100% sure… but I’d say 60%.”
“So she reserved the seat… to sit next to me?”
Huang Qi suddenly reached out and dabbed some powder on his nose. “Haha, looks pretty good on your skin tone.”
Jiang Zhou wiped it off. “Don’t mess around. I’m being serious.”
“Probably, but I don’t care. I’m sitting here.”
“You two don’t get along?”
“Never interacted much before, but I cussed her out last night. So yeah, we don’t get along now.”
Feng Siruo suddenly tugged on Jiang Zhou’s sleeve. “Last night… the class rep wanted to see your gift.”
“The ones I gave you?”
“Mhm. Huang Qi helped me hide them.”
Jiang Zhou frowned slightly. “So you’re saying she insisted on seeing them even when you said no?”
“She was probably just curious…”
“If anyone ever bullies you again, you have to tell me right away.”
“…Okay.”
Just then, Qu Xiaoya boarded the bus.
Finance Class 3 was now fully assembled.
After completing her headcount, her class rep duties were done.
But as she walked down the aisle, her brows furrowed.
“Huang Qi, that’s my seat.”
“I thought seating was first come, first served? Didn’t see your name on it.”
“You…”
Huang Qi pointed inside. “There’s another seat. Sit by the window.”
Qu Xiaoya clenched her teeth. “No. I want the aisle seat.”
“What, trying to get closer to Jiang Zhou?”
“N-No!”
“Then take the window. I like sitting by the aisle.”
At this moment, Xu Haodong turned around. “Class rep, didn’t you say your claustrophobia requires a window seat?”
“……” Qu Xiaoya gave him a death glare and sat by the window without another word.
Xu Haodong was utterly baffled.
She was the one who said it! Why am I getting glared at?