In other words, we need to gather again.
You Ran strongly disliked the college's rule that everyone had to assemble every week, because often the counselors and class teachers had nothing to say. They would just take attendance, tell everyone to be good, listen to the Party, and pay attention to harmony, and that was it.
My roommate reported back that the new counselor was Kou Shuai's fault. Maybe because he was new, he didn't take attendance, and You Ran got away unscathed.
As a result, You Ran became bolder and decided that she wouldn't go to the meeting this week either.
You Ran continued her online battle. Not long after, her roommate returned and told her some good news—the counselor didn't take attendance this time either.
You Ran was in a good mood, but then she got hungry again. So, she decided to go to the supermarket to buy instant noodles, just like always.
You Ran was an optimist. She believed that the same misfortune would not happen twice, so she did not take the events of last weekend night to heart.
As it turned out, she was wrong—it was in the instant noodle section that she unexpectedly encountered that misfortune.
The man wearing non-prescription glasses reappeared.
Unfortunately, this time, he was one step ahead of You Ran and had already stood in front of the tomato and beef brisket flavored instant noodle shelf.
Fortunately, there are still more than ten packs of the tomato beef brisket flavor left today.
So, You Ran breathed a sigh of relief.
But before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, his heart started racing again.
Because the man with non-prescription glasses spotted her.
In that instant, time seemed to freeze. You Ran clearly saw a white light sweep from the left side of the man's glasses to the right. Then, there was another "ding." Finally, the corners of the man's mouth turned up slightly.
The subtle curve, almost imperceptible, becomes the most understated brilliance, captivating the heart of the leisurely.
Next, the man loaded the remaining dozen or so packets of instant noodles...all of them... into his shopping cart.
He immediately turned and left.
Standing there leisurely, a gust of cold wind swept past behind me... chilly.
Since her favorite instant noodles were unavailable, You Ran could only buy some potato chips and cookies before queuing to pay.
On a weekend evening, there were many shoppers. The sheer number of people made You Ran's eyes dazzle. When she came to her senses, she was surprised to find that the man in front of her in line was the one with the non-prescription glasses.
No doubt about it, his shopping cart was filled with more than ten packs of tomato and beef brisket flavored instant noodles, neatly arranged.
You Ran reacts relatively slowly to external stimuli. If a friend suddenly pats her on the shoulder from behind to scare her, it will take about 30 seconds before You Ran lets out an "Ah!"
Only now did You Ran truly feel anger at what the man had just done.
So she decided to get a little revenge on this man.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, exhaled, and with incredible speed, she passed the man and grabbed the buttocks of the middle-aged woman in front of him.
The moment he grasped it, the feeling in his palm made You Ran deeply appreciate the superiority of socialism and how exceptionally good the people's material living standards were.
After grabbing her and expressing her feelings, she quickly withdrew her hand. At that moment, a strong murderous aura emanated from the middle-aged woman's back.
Half a second later, You Ran heard a crisp slap, saw the man's face tilt 45 degrees, and witnessed how those non-prescription glasses, which seemed to belong to a thief or a criminal, landed on the ground in a parabolic arc.
Yu Ran's heart skipped a beat.
The consequences seemed to be... much more serious than she had imagined.
There really are... a lot.
Amid the curious and inquisitive gazes of those around him, the man crouched down, slowly picked up his glasses, and put them on with one hand.
It was only then that You Ran realized that the man's hands were very beautiful, like white jade, yet not effeminate, neat and clean, with a touch of elegant light emanating from his fingertips.
After doing all this, the man slowly turned his head and looked at You Ran.
Even with her hair obscuring her vision, You Ran could still see a flash of white light sweeping from the right side of the man's glasses to the left, followed by another "ding."
But this time, the voice carried a chilling undertone.
As a result of the incident, she leisurely ran back to her dormitory, vowing never to go to that supermarket again, never to buy tomato and beef flavored instant noodles again, and never to see that man again.
The decadent university life continued.
A quick calculation revealed that four weeks of the new semester had already passed, meaning You Ran had missed four meetings.
Although she had always managed to get through safely, this week, You Ran decided to stop taking chances.
When they arrived, it was still early, so You Ran and her roommate found a seat and started chatting idly.
You Ran asked, "Why is everyone dressed so beautifully today?"
My roommate said, "I told you before, because the new counselor is a really handsome guy, the innocent students want to attract him, and the not-so-innocent students want to seduce him."
You Ran asked, "Is he really that handsome?"
My roommate said, "You'll see for yourself." And here he is.
She turned her head leisurely and saw a man coming in from the classroom door.
He's quite tall.
He's quite handsome.
She's quite young.
Wearing a pair of non-prescription glasses.
It was... the man who was fighting with You Ran for instant noodles in the supermarket.
Behind You Ran, countless bolts of lightning streaked across the sky.
This was the first lesson Qu Yun taught her—that you have to go to the assembly.
[Lesson 2] Conflicts shouldn't be formed lightly.
You Ran doesn't like to give up easily. She believes that there's always a need to try until the very last moment.
Therefore, after seeing that her enemy was actually her own counselor, You Ran recovered from her shock and began to comfort herself: as long as that man doesn't see her, it'll be fine.
After all, counselors are busy with all sorts of things on a daily basis, so how could they possibly know everyone in the entire grade?
So, You Ran buried her face in the table and started pretending to be dead.
Things seemed to be going in the direction she had envisioned. The man with non-prescription glasses, also known as the counselor, talked about some unimportant trivial matters, instructing them to do well in the English CET-4 and CET-6 exams, to do well in the Mandarin proficiency test, to do well in the computer proficiency test, and so on.
Objectively speaking, this man spoke concisely and clearly, unlike other counselors who could repeat the same sentence over and over for an hour.
A few minutes later, after finishing his story, the man took out a roll call book and began calling out names one by one.
You Ran breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness she came today; it was truly a blessing from heaven. Otherwise, if that man had taken notice of her, who knows what kind of bloody storm awaited her.
Just as she was feeling relieved, the man's words made You Ran break out in a cold sweat like a fountain from every pore.
"Finally, I'd like to read out the attendance statistics for last month."
The man took the attendance book and walked down from the podium, heading towards You Ran's direction.
"Li Youran was absent from work without cause during the first week."
The man stopped beside the leisurely seat.
"Li Youran was absent from work without cause in the second week."
The man tapped lightly on the table with one hand, seemingly unintentionally.
"Li Youran was absent from work without cause in the third week."
"Click, click," the man's jade-like fingers moved slowly and leisurely.
"Week 4... Li Youran, who was absent without cause."
The last character, "然", is quite profound.
She slowly raised her head and met the man's gaze.
The man looked down at her and said the first words they had ever spoken: "Let me reintroduce myself. I'm your counselor, and my name is Qu Yun."
Even with his glasses covering his eyes, the man's eyes were unusually deep and dark.
His high, straight nose bridge resembled a mountain range reaching into the clouds, giving him an air of unapproachability.
Those lips, of perfect thickness, possessed a moist, glossy sheen, beneath which flowed an alluring charm. Even when not smiling, the corners of her mouth were always pursed, like a deep whirlpool, drawing in all that was small and large.
This was the first time You Ran felt the need to see the man in front of her clearly, because at that moment, she had a premonition: their future together was far from over.
That gathering was the most humiliating moment of You Ran's life. Framed by a man named Qu Yun, she became the focus of attention for the entire grade.
That's incredibly embarrassing... I've really lost face.
At that moment, You Ran made a decision—she would go out and get a piece of cloth, then quietly hang herself in front of the man's house.
You Ran isn't stubborn; once she understands things, everything will be fine.
In other words, the cloth was not torn, and no one was killed.
After calming down, he objectively realized that he was in the wrong first, causing Qu Yun to be slapped. Therefore, it was understandable that he would embarrass himself in public and retaliate against her.
After thinking about it this way, You Ran felt relieved.
The blood debt has been repaid in blood. You Ran believes that she and Qu Yun should settle their differences and have nothing more to owe each other.
Unfortunately, this was only her opinion.
As is customary, the sixth week of the semester is the time to choose elective courses. For some reason, the school has a limit on the number of students allowed to take elective courses each semester. In addition, since the registration is done online, if you are a little slow, there are no spots available immediately.
But she was lucky this semester; You Ran's best friend helped her snag a spot on Tuesday night at 8 pm.
Although they were best friends, the person in question was male.
Although he was male, he was a fair-skinned, smooth-skinned, and delicate cross-dresser.
To use You Ran's own words, it would be, "I'm more manly than you."
Since it was true, the young friend named Ye Hong had no interest in refuting it and instead accepted it readily.
There were no classes on Tuesday afternoon, so You Ran slept from noon until 7 p.m. before lazily throwing on some clothes and heading to classroom 1405 for her elective class.
When she arrived, Ye Xiaomi had already saved her a seat. She sat down leisurely, and seeing that there were still more than twenty minutes before class, she buried her head and continued to sleep.
Just as she was lost in her dream, Ye Xiaomi nudged her arm: "Class is about to start."
You Ran rubbed her eyes, stretched, yawned, and then asked in a daze, "I forgot to ask all along, what course did you choose?"
"Psychological health and sex education for college students." Ye Xiaomi's answer carried a hint of smugness: "This course is so popular, it was full within minutes of it being released. If I hadn't been quick, hehehehehehehe..."