dognovel Chapter 100: Intertwined Lines: Undercurrents in the Welcome Season
Chapter 100: Intertwined Lines: Undercurrents in the Welcome Season
Su Qianqian took the key and turned to walk towards the dormitory building.
At the same time, not far behind her, several boys were whispering.
A senior in a red T-shirt put his hand on the shoulder of another tall, thin guy and looked at Su Qianqian with the tone of someone judging their prey:
"I must say, this junior is really pretty!"
"Aside from being a bit aloof, he's perfect in every other way."
The others nodded in agreement, saying, "She's really quite good. With her figure and looks, she's definitely one of the most beautiful girls in the freshman year."
The senior who had spoken earlier added, "The more aloof she is, the more interesting it will be to win her over."
"Do you believe I can win her over within a week?"
The others laughed and said, "Don't joke around, it's not that easy."
"Exactly, someone like her, a goddess-level beauty, has no shortage of guys."
"Yeah, don't you have a girlfriend? Why are you pursuing someone else?"
The senior student said dismissively, "If you don't believe me, let's make a bet."
"I can get her to agree to be my girlfriend within a week."
The others continued to stir up trouble, naturally disbelieving.
The senior student added, "Moreover, I can also take her out to a hotel within a month."
"If you don't believe me, let's bet a hot pot meal on it."
The people nearby laughed and said, "Okay, let's make a bet."
Then, the group left arm in arm.
The sound of those boys making bets drifted quietly to Su Qianqian's ears on the September breeze.
However, Su Qianqian did not turn around, nor did she stop walking.
She's been through too many things like this.
Su Qianqian had heard similar things since she was twelve years old.
I heard it not only in junior high school, but also frequently in high school.
At the school gate, in the corridor, in the cafeteria...
I heard it from male peers, from young people in society, and from dinner parties with certain elders.
Their words all conveyed the same meaning, showing absolutely no respect for her.
Therefore, Su Qianqian had long since learned to treat such filthy words as nothing.
We shouldn't stop breathing just because there's dust in the air.
Used to it.
Soon, Su Qianqian pushed open the door of the dormitory building.
The iron gate slammed shut behind him, shutting out the gossip and laughter.
……
at the same time.
In another school across the street.
Lin Bei was dragging Song Qingning's briefcase across the main road of the campus.
The atmosphere at the school welcoming new students was equally lively and bustling.
Red banners welcoming new students were hung along both sides of the road, and the radio station was playing "Beijing Welcomes You".
Song Qingning's college registration office was located under a large banyan tree, where several senior students were hunched over a table, idly flipping through the list of new students.
When they saw new students approaching, they instinctively stood up, ready to offer their help.
Then, they saw Lin Bei.
Lin Bei held a briefcase in one hand and Song Qingning's report materials in the other. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his forearms. He stood next to Song Qingning and waited quietly for her to fill out the form.
Seeing this, the senior students exchanged glances and sat back down.
Because at first glance, he looks like the junior's boyfriend.
Since that's the case, they naturally wouldn't be so insensitive as to offer help.
After the reporting process was completed, Lin Bei helped Song Qingning carry the briefcase up to the fourth floor.
The dormitory door opened, and two girls were already making their beds inside.
Song Qingning found her bed, laid down the combination lock box, opened it, and started taking things out.
Bed sheets, duvet cover, pillowcase, several bags of snacks, a plastic bag of skincare products...
Lin Bei stood at the door and subconsciously reached into his pocket and touched the cigarette case.
Then, remembering that this was a girls' dormitory, she pulled her hand away.
Lin Bei leaned against the door frame, watching Song Qingning unfold the bed sheet and then turn back.
You shook it backwards, start over.
While Song Qingning was struggling with the bedsheets, Lin Bei chatted with her two roommates for a few minutes.
"Hey beautiful ladies, I've opened an online store that sells nice clothes."
"If you want to buy new clothes in the future, you can look for Song Qingning. I guarantee it will be cheaper than in the mall."
The two girls were instantly delighted to be called "beautiful".
They immediately gathered around and asked if there were any new autumn clothes.
Lin Bei said, "We're getting a new batch of autumn coats soon. I'll have Song Qingning send you the link later."
Song Qingning lifted her head from the pile of bed sheets and said, "What a shrewd businessman! You've even expanded your business into my dorm room!"
Lin Bei smiled and said, "This is just normal promotion for an online store, how does that make me a profiteer?"
He turned and glanced around the dormitory, then nodded: "The place you're staying is pretty good."
Then, Lin Bei checked his watch: "It's almost time, I should go."
He walked to the door and stopped, then turned back to Song Qingning's two roommates and said, "Classmate, please take good care of her. Remember to call me if anything happens."
The phone number is 135xxxxxxxx.
After the door closed, the two roommates simultaneously turned to Song Qingning.
A girl with a ponytail leaned over the edge of the bed and asked Song Qingning in a judgmental tone:
"Sister, confess! Was that your boyfriend just now?"
"Not only is he so handsome, but he's also so considerate."
Another added, "I just saw that guy in the hallway; he tried to take out a cigarette but then put it away."
"This is definitely to prevent us from being bothered by the fumes; details reveal character."
Song Qingning's face flushed instantly. She slapped the pillow she had just taken out onto the bed sheet and said:
"He's not my boyfriend. We grew up together since we were little, you could say we're childhood sweethearts."
And we just have... just a simple friendship.
When Song Qingning spoke these words, her speaking speed was more than twice as fast as usual.
The girl with the ponytail exchanged a glance with another girl, then smiled meaningfully.
She leaned over the edge of the bed and poked Song Qingning's arm with her finger: "Since you're childhood sweethearts, isn't that even more suitable!"
"There are so many pretty girls in college, and he has the kind of looks that stand out in a crowd."
"If you're too slow, you won't be standing next to him next month."
Song Qingning covered the pillow with the sheet and didn't say anything.
Because she felt that what her roommate said made sense.
Lin Bei walked out of the school gate and stood by the roadside for a moment.
He took a cigarette out of his pocket, pulled one out, put it in his mouth, bent down to light it, and took a deep drag.
The smoke dissipated in the September sunlight.
He held the cigarette between his fingers, turned around, and walked towards his school.
This time, he chose a different school and a different city, taking a completely different life path from his previous life.
Lin Bei looked up at the road ahead.
The sycamore trees cast long, dappled shadows on the road.
He had no idea what kind of roommates, teachers, or troubles he would encounter in the future.
But he knew that no matter what happened, it would be better than his previous life.
Lin Bei took a few puffs, then stubbed out his cigarette in a roadside trash can and quickened his pace.