When Tang Xiaoxiao noticed the flip phone lying on the table, she pursed her lips in contemplation. She thought that Gu Mang was brought up poor, which was why she still lived an especially frugal life even though she was capable of earning some money for herself. So, she was not greedy with the honey, scooping up only a tiny bit of honey with the spoon.
Gu Mang turned her gaze to Zheng Miao and Su Jiaying and offered it to them as well. “Whoever wants some can help yourself.”
Hearing that, Zheng Miao came walking over with her cup while beaming. “I’ll have some, then.”
The corners of Gu Mang’s lips turned up. While making her way to the water dispenser, she heard someone knock on the door. She put down her cup and went to answer it. The door opened to reveal the counselor, the Vice President of the medical school’s student union, and its members.
Several members of the student union had already met Gu Mang at their school’s reception area. At the time, she had had a mask over her face, so only her exquisite eyes were revealed. Once everyone saw her bare face at such close proximity, they exchanged knowing looks with each other while thinking, This year’s campus belle really belongs to our medical school?
The counselor gently asked, “You’re Gu Mang, right?”
Gu Mang pulled the door open wider and greeted them politely. When the rest of her roommates heard that, they immediately dropped what they were doing and went to the door to greet her as well. “Hello.”
The counselor entered the room with a folder in hand and flashed everyone a reassuring smile when she noticed their nervous looks. “No need to be nervous. I’m just here to see how you all were doing on your first day of school.”
The seniors chatted with them as well and asked if they were used to college life. After chatting for a couple of minutes, the group needed to visit the next room. Before leaving, though, the counselor reminded them, “Military training will start the day after. Remember to bring sunblock with you.”
“Yes, counselor,” the girls responded.
A female senior then handed each of them a leaflet that briefly introduced their school’s student union. “You can look through this and see if there’s a specific department you want to join. More information can be found on the school’s website.”
“Noted, thank you.”
After seeing them off, Tang Xiaoxiao closed the door and heaved a sigh of relief. She did not expect herself to be so afraid of teachers even in college.
Everyone went back to their respective seats. Zheng Miao unfolded the leaflet and took a look at it. “Which department do you girls intend to apply for?”
“The student union will only start recruitment after our military training, so there’s no hurry here,” answered Tang Xiaoxiao.
Meanwhile, Gu Mang was texting her fiancé, having received a message from him asking if she was used to dorm life. She slowly tapped the keyboard on her phone and replied, [Manageable.]
A reply soon came in, saying, [I’m not used to it, though.]
Just as she was feeling confused about his last message, her phone rang. She quickly put on her earphones and headed out to the balcony. Lu Chengzhou’s low, magnetic voice caressed her ears as soon as she picked up the call. “I’m not used to sleeping without you after these past few months.”
As usual, she let an arm dangle off the railing while standing in a languorous pose. A wicked smirk crept up her face. “How is it hugging me to sleep?”
There was a pause in the conversation before she heard a hoarse voice say, “Soft.”
She cocked an eyebrow at that. “And?”
“Comfortable.” His voice dipped even lower.
“Which part of me is soft?” she cooed flirtatiously while chortling inwardly to herself. The tone she used was something he had always wanted to hear from her. When he gave no response, she continued asking, “Which part of me is comfortable?”
He swallowed and kept his silence, however.
Gu Mang licked her lips and teased, “You should know that what goes around comes around, Young Master Lu.”
That made him narrow his eyes and say, “You won’t be staying in the dorms forever, Gu Mang.”
Now it was Gu Mang’s turn to be speechless.
Knowing that he had recovered lost ground, Lu Chengzhou chuckled. “Want to hear my answers? You can hear them in person the next time we meet.”
