Located in Suzhou and Hangzhou, which is known as the paradise on earth, the campus environment of Zhejiang University is naturally impeccable.
Song Jiamu got up early today. Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian had breakfast together and typed for two hours. At around ten o'clock, they took the bus to the Zijingang campus of Zhejiang University.
Walking around the campus is much more leisurely. The buildings in Zijingang are magnificent, there are large lakes and lawns, and the ecological environment is beautiful. It is like walking in a large park. The two of them walked and watched, leisurely strolling through the beautiful and open campus scenery.
It is very comfortable to feel the rich scholarly atmosphere, take photos and check in as souvenirs.
As a student who has not yet graduated, I can’t feel much of the feeling of reminiscing and nostalgic when walking on campus. After all, I am in my twenties and surrounded by the best people in the world. There is not much to feel.
thing.
"Song Jiamu, Song Jiamu! Look, there are so many ducks!"
Unknowingly, I wandered over to Qizhen Lake, where there is also a Lover's Slope. The weather was nice at the moment, and there were many young men and women sitting and whispering on the Lover's Slope.
"That's a swan, right?"
"There are ducks too."
Yun Shuqian found a spot of grass on the lover's slope, like a cat looking for a place to poop on. She lowered her head and wandered around, not knowing where to sit.
Song Jiamu sat down first and patted the grass next to him. Only then did Yun Shuqian sit next to him.
"Then if we are sitting together on the Lover's Slope now, wouldn't we be lovers?" Song Jiamu said, looking at the couples around him. He felt that he and Yun Shuqian were no different from the couples around them.
"Then if you eat the wife cake, won't you have a wife?" Yun Shuqian rolled her eyes at him angrily.
"Don't move! We're going to disappear!"
Song Jiamu glanced at her legs, quickly took out a thin coat from his bag and covered her thighs.
Yun Shuqian was wearing a cute short skirt today, exposing her white and tender legs. When she sat on the lawn with him, the short skirt made her look even more attractive.
"You think I'm stupid, I'm wearing safety pants."
"I haven't even seen your safety pants, how can I let others see it?"
"So you want to see it?"
"...Please let me take a look!"
"Go away, you pervert."
Yun Shuqian slapped him twice angrily, and he huddled his shoulders and hid.
The thin coat belonged to him, and it felt very comfortable when covering her thighs. She didn't know when she was bitten by a mosquito. There was a small bump on her white and tender calf. She stretched out her fingers and scratched it, and it felt a little itchy.
"I'll come, I'll come."
Song Jiamu couldn't wait to come over, grabbed her calf, and printed a cross on the cute little bag with his thumbnail.
"Oh, don't move. If others see you, they will think you are going to do something..."
"No one here knows us anyway."
"Who said."
Yun Shuqian thought for a while and said, "I remember that Zhuang Yao was admitted to Zhejiang University, or Zhuyuan."
"Then why don't you ask her out for dinner?"
Song Jiamu knew Zhuang Yao. After all, he and Yun Shuqian were classmates for three years in high school, and he was a real top student, with a score of 700 in the college entrance examination. Since childhood, their friend circles overlapped, and she basically knew everyone.
, there is no one Song Jiamu doesn’t recognize.
Yun Shuqian is the squad leader and has a good relationship with Zhuang Yao. However, like Song Jiamu, he hasn't seen her since graduating from high school, but she still keeps in touch via WeChat from time to time.
"If I were coming to Zhejiang University on my own, I would definitely play with her, but if she sees you here, wouldn't she think we are doing something wrong?"
"Zhuang Yao doesn't seem to care about these things. He only wants to study."
Song Jiamu thought for a while and asked: "Why didn't you apply to Zhejiang University at that time? Your score should be enough."
"It's far worse than Zhuang Yao. I like to be closer to home."
"I didn't score enough at the time, otherwise I would have definitely applied to Zhejiang University. I always feel that living in a dormitory a little further away from home will give me a more flavor of university life. We seem to be no different from high school now."
"Is it too late to regret that I didn't work hard enough now?"
Yun Shuqian snorted. If this guy had worked harder, if he had applied for Zhejiang University, she might have followed suit. Of course, this was just to take care of each other. After all, although this annoying guy is annoying, there are many
He is the most reliable person at all times. Even when the relationship is at its worst and she has difficulties, he will never stand idly by.
"It's never too late to start working hard. Don't you plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination? I also plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination. Then we will apply for Zhejiang University. When we are admitted, we will rent a house outside together, and then you can give me money every day.
I'm cooking."
"I love you so much! I took the postgraduate entrance examination at Zhejiang University. Am I just here to cook for you every day?"
"Then I can also blow dry your hair and massage you every day. If we were the only ones living there, I think it would be fun, just like the past few days."
When Song Jiamu talked about these past few days, Yun Shuqian's first thought was to sleep in the same bed with him every night.
If we really go to Zhejiang University for postgraduate entrance examination and rent a room with him, wouldn't we sleep on the same bed every day?
"I do not want!"
"Your bad habit is that you are always used to drawing conclusions about distant and unknown things. For example, we are only twenty now, so you decide not to get married before the age of twenty-eight. For example, we are only freshmen now, so you decide to take the postgraduate entrance examination.
If you don't live with me after you go to Zhejiang University, having a plan and making a decision are two different things. If you make a decision too early, I'm afraid you will lose a lot of wonderful possibilities."
"……so what should I do now?"
Listening to what he said, Yun Shuqian seemed to have discovered this bad habit of hers. Making conclusions and making plans were indeed two different things. She admitted that Song Zhutou could occasionally say sensible things.
"Just calm down and experience the feeling of the moment."
Song Jiamu naturally stretched out his palm towards her: "Here you go."
"what?"
"I'll give you a squeeze on my hand."
"...Do you want to touch me?"
"..."
Song Jiamu didn't answer her, he just grabbed one of her little hands and held it in his palm.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yun Shuqian felt coy and glared at him, but did not pull away.
Because he was talking about massaging hands, and it was like this last night, so it doesn’t matter...
The girl's little hands were like catkins, warm and soft in the palm of her hand, and her skin was smooth and greasy. Song Jiamu did not dare to touch it openly, so just like last night, he gently squeezed her palm and squeezed the tender skin.
Their fingers were entangled in each other's hands.
Yun Shuqian's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and a light blush naturally appeared on her pretty face. She secretly observed her surroundings. Several couples not far away were also holding hands and even kissing.
Compared to when she was in the hotel, having Song Jiamu play with her little hand in such a public place was particularly exciting.
After all, she and he are not a couple.
She held her legs tightly together and looked at the swans in the lake, but her attention was obviously not on her eyes.
My mind recalled what he just said, ‘Be calm and experience the feeling of the moment.
This feeling is really amazing.
When he grabbed your hand, your whole body seemed to have been evacuated by him, your soul was frozen, and everything around you seemed to disappear in that moment.
I'm so nervous, his hand is so warm, I obviously like it very much, but I still have to pretend that I want to take it back...
Occasionally, Song Jiamu would pinch her too hard, and she would hum softly, and he would immediately soften his movements, taking great care of her emotions.
When he was about to interlock his fingers, the reserved girl finally couldn't hold it in any longer and pulled her hand back with a blushing face.
She looked back at Song Jiamu and found that Song Jiamu's ears were also red. She wondered how he felt.
It felt completely different from holding hands when I was a child. Yun Shuqian realized more about the meaning of heartbeat.
Falling in love, falling in love? Is this what it feels like to be in love?
Looking at the couples on Lover's Hill, Yun Shuqian suddenly felt that she understood them.
"...Aren't you going to continue?" Song Jiamu spoke, and his voice suddenly became a little dry and hoarse, as if he had forgotten how to speak after not speaking for a long time, and as if he had just been burned by a ball of fire.
"I went back and touched it again. It feels weird here." Yun Shuqian said this without realizing that his words were also weird.
As a pure and pure girl, she touched hands with him shamelessly on campus. Yun Shuqian felt her pretty face get hot just thinking about it.
Her parents have returned to the hotel for quarantine. Early this morning, she told them that she and Song Jiamu were going to visit the Zhejiang University campus. As a result, they didn’t visit much of the campus. Just sitting and touching hands at Lover’s Slope was very tiring.
I'm about to touch my bald skin...
Taking out her mobile phone, Yun Shuqian shared with her mother some campus pictures that she had just taken in the past, without mentioning a word about what happened at Lover's Slope.
"It's half past eleven."
Yun Shuqian thought for a while and said, "How about I send a WeChat message to Zhuang Yao to see if she wants to eat together and ask her to take us to the canteen to find something delicious."
"Just now you said you were afraid that she would misunderstand?"
"I suddenly felt that only people with a guilty conscience would think this way," she said.
After being touched by him, Yun Shuqian felt relieved and felt that she no longer felt guilty.
She sent Zhuang Yao a WeChat message. A few minutes later, Zhuang Yao replied to her. Then she turned her back and the two girls made a WeChat call.
Putting away her phone, Yun Shuqian wanted to stand up, but maybe she had been sitting for too long, and her legs were weak for a while, so she couldn't stand up.
Song Jiamu was sitting with his legs bent. Fortunately, he had calmed down. He stood up first, and then reached out to pull Yun Shuqian up.
Yun Shuqian held the thin coat covering her thighs with one hand, and patted the grass clippings on her butt with the other hand.
He returned the coat to him and said: "We are going to the West District Canteen. Zhuang Yao is in the library. She is about to go too. Just wait for her at the door."
The coat that covered the girl's white and tender thighs seemed to be stained with some kind of fragrance. Song Jiamu didn't dare to smell it, so he put it away and put it back in his bag.
"Then let's go this way."
"Uh-huh!"
The two left Lover's Slope and looked back at the lawn they had just sat on. The grass had been pressed down twice and was returning to its original shape at an extremely slow speed.
"Yun Shuqian, do you think they are also number one in the world?" Song Jiamu raised his chin and motioned Yun Shuqian to look at the lovers still sitting on the lawn, holding hands and kissing.
"..."
Yun Shuqian couldn't give an answer for a while. After a while, she said: "It should be so."
"What about us?" Song Jiamu was excited.
"I won't kiss you! Don't even think about it!" Yun Shuqian raised her calf and kicked him in the butt in an unladylike manner.
Song Jiamu groaned and held up his umbrella. The sun was getting too strong at noon.
Yun Shuqian approached him sensibly and got under the umbrella.
It feels good to have someone help hold an umbrella.
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