Finally, they talked about life philosophy and future ideals. He Qing said she wanted to apply to Shanghai Jiao Tong University, and Song Wenmiao said she wanted to study medicine. Chen Yuanyuan said she wanted to go to the University of Tokyo in Japan and also wanted to pursue a master's degree. Chen Hang, who had drunk too much, held Chen Yuanyuan's hand and mumbled, "Wherever you go, I'll go."
Su Jinning smiled without saying a word. Perhaps he had also drunk too much, but he was the type who became quieter when he drank too much, and he leaned against Shen Moyu without saying a word.
Shen Moyu smiled and answered for him, "We're both preparing to take the entrance exam for Fudan University."
"The two of us" doesn't mean "me and him."
That night, several of them stayed overnight at the school. They drank too late and couldn't go home.
The dormitory is only open to senior high school students. Due to the heavy academic workload, many senior high school students who live far away or have inconvenient transportation choose to stay in the dormitory.
There are many senior high school students this year. But Shen Moyu and Su Jinning have no choice. One is that their homes are not far away, and the other is that Shen Moyu is worried about Xia Wei. He doesn't want to stay there, and Su Jinning doesn't want to stay there either.
Shen Moyu didn't drink much, and since there was no air conditioning in the dormitory, he got up and went out onto the balcony to get some fresh air while the others were fast asleep.
Summers in Shanghai are short, but the heat can last until around October. It's mid-August now, right in the middle of the dog days of summer. Temperatures reach over 30 degrees Celsius every day, making people sweat profusely.
The stars sang their praises, the sky was submerged in a deep blue tide, and the moon hung high in the sky, as beautiful as a myth.
The night breeze was cool, blowing away the day's fatigue and bringing in many fantasies.
In those ten minutes, he seemed to be thinking about a lot of things.
I thought about the question I got wrong on yesterday's test, the interesting classmates in Class A, the life lessons Jin Shuoshuo shared tonight, and the ideals these friends had talked about back then.
Then I thought of him and Su Jinning.
He rushed by, and only when he turned around did he realize that someone had been with him for so long.
He suddenly felt fortunate—fortunate to have met Su Jinning, fortunate that he liked him, fortunate that Su Jinning had pulled him out of the mire, fortunate that Su Jinning could regain his composure after that accident, and fortunate that Su Jinning was willing to go into the future with him.
No matter when or where, what he always said was no longer "I can manage on my own," but rather the three reassuring words, "Su Jinning."
He wanted time to pass quickly. He wanted to see his future with Su Jinning, the wonderful university life, the busy life he would lead as an adult, and the home of his own.
However, he felt that three years was too short. He was afraid that there would be too many things to face in the future, and he was uncertain about his future. He was also afraid that once his youth was over, he would take Su Jinning away from him.
Therefore, he wanted to cherish Su Jinning even more, and in this short year, he held her hand tightly, gave it his all, and made a final push.
He wanted to take up more of Su Jinning's time...
Perhaps he had had a few drinks, because he talked to the wind all by himself. Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around his waist.
Then a hot chest pressed against his back, instantly blocking the cool breeze from behind.
A strong smell of alcohol wafted over. He turned around, and Su Jinning struggled to open her sleepy eyes, asking him, "Why aren't you asleep so late?"
Shen Moyu turned around, habitually smoothing his hair, and said with a hint of reproach, "I was about to ask you the same thing. Why did you come out? You'll catch a cold if you're exposed to the wind right after waking up."
Su Jinning frowned, then slumped against Shen Moyu like a limp rag doll, burying her face in his neck and muttering, "I felt you weren't beside me..."
Shen Moyu was taken aback. He sighed helplessly, "How could I possibly lose it?"
Hearing the doting tone in his voice, Su Jinning suddenly looked up and stared into his eyes: "Stay with me."
Perhaps it was his captivating eyes, or perhaps it was his adorable, slightly aggrieved look after drinking too much.
Shen Moyu nodded in agreement.
Or perhaps, they wanted to take up more of Su Jinning's time.
The next afternoon, after explaining things to Xia Wei, Shen Moyu gave a few more instructions to Aunt Liu downstairs before leaving with his luggage. He told Xia Wei to call him if anything happened, and to chat on WeChat as well, otherwise he would worry.
Xia Wei said he was long-winded, but she was actually very gratified that Shen Moyu cared about her.
Aunt Cui finished her work and rushed back from the countryside, so Su Jinning entrusted the ball to her care without worry. Chen Hang and Song Wenmiao, having heard that he was staying at his house, also came over with their luggage like little shadows.
There are many dormitories for senior high school students, but few people. Four boys per dormitory is considered a lot, and some dormitories have a large room for one person.
Su Jinning was so angry at the two tagalongs following her that she almost suffocated. She yelled, "Are you two crazy? Why do you have to be in the same dorm as me?"
Damn it, can't this idiot see why he's staying at the same place as Shen Moyu?
Chen Hang chuckled and unceremoniously chose a bed: "Good brothers should live under the same roof, of course."
Su Jinning really wanted to slap him across the face and tell him, "Good brothers under the same roof can't fight!"
After putting down their luggage, the two went to the cafeteria for lunch, leaving only the two of them busy with their bedding and luggage.
The dormitory conditions at Zhengde No. 1 Middle School were quite good. Each student had their own small locker and desk, and the space was large enough to store a lot of things. Shen Moyu hadn't brought much; it was mostly books, so she just stuffed them in and that was it.
Su Jinning had even fewer belongings, less than five changes of clothes and pants. She laid out the mattress and collapsed onto it.
Shen Moyu turned to look at Su Jinning's empty desk and grinned, "I think you're not here to stay, you're just asking for lodging."
"Tch, unlike you. Hurry up and bring all the books in the house. You academic genius." Su Jinning rolled over and got out of bed, hugging Shen Moyu's waist from behind.
"Stop messing around, I haven't wiped the table yet." Shen Moyu pushed him back with her arm.
Su Jinning smiled and leaned over to kiss his cheek: "Just for a little while, we're not going to do anything else."
Shen Moyu turned around and looked at Su Jinning with a mischievous grin, saying disdainfully, "I don't believe you won't do something."
Su Jinning snatched the rag from his hand and laughed like a beast in human clothing: "Then... let's do something?" As he spoke, he turned around and pushed the man to the side of the bed.
"Chen Hang and the others will be back soon..."
"Hey Ning, did you see me...?"
In a room for four, three people stood in the middle, two were reluctant to part, and one person stood out brightly.
"Damn it!" Chen Hang turned around as if he had seen a live sex show and cursed at the wall: "Do you two have any sense of public decency? This is daytime!"
"No, no, no," Su Jinning waved her finger, smiling calmly, "Passion knows no black or white."
Shen Moyu "..."
"Holy shit!" Chen Hang pointed at him, speechless, "You two, get off the bed right now!"
"You're meddling in other people's business. Get out!" Su Jinning said, pushing him out.
"That's not... the key point..."
"Get out of here!"
That's my fucking bed!