GBP Chapter 266 Fear
Chapter 266 Fear
After overcoming numerous obstacles and hardships, Song Huan and Xiao Yunqing finally stood at the gate of Donghai University.
The gate was large, made of stone, with four large, gilded characters engraved on it.
The sunlight shone on it, making people squint.
Song Huan looked up at those four words and couldn't help but sigh, "Getting into this university is harder than getting into it."
Xiao Yunqing stood to the side, carrying a small bag in her hand and another on her back, her hair a little messy from the wind.
She looked at him speechlessly and said irritably, "That's all because of you!"
Song Huan awkwardly touched her nose, chuckled, lifted her luggage up, and stepped into the school gate.
To be honest, Xiao Yunqing's luggage was both plentiful and heavy.
A woven bag, a suitcase, and a large backpack, all bulging and full, I don't know what's stuffed inside.
Song Huan wanted to quit several times because the work was too heavy; her hands were marked with red welts from the pressure, and her shoulders ached from the weight.
But thinking about how Xiao Yunqing had suffered so much following him today—getting on the wrong bus, leaving the city, and then getting back on the wrong bus, wasting most of the day—he realized that Xiao Yunqing had also gone through a lot of trouble.
He sighed inwardly, "Fine, I'll let her off this time."
Not long after walking, I saw several boys standing ahead, wearing red armbands with the words "Student Council" written on them.
Judging from their appearance, they should be upperclassmen in their second or third year.
Several people were chatting by the roadside; some held maps, while others held up signs that read "New Student Reception".
Xiao Yunqing walked past them.
She wore a white dress, her ponytail was tied high, her face was fair, her eyes were big, and her lips were red.
Walking along the tree-lined paths of the campus, I looked like a painting.
The boys' eyes all followed that direction.
Some people swallowed hard, while others nudged the person next to them.
A bolder boy straightened his collar, adjusted his armband, and walked over.
He stood in front of Xiao Yunqing with a polite smile on his face and a gentle voice as if he were coaxing a child.
"Excuse me, are you a freshman? Do you need any help?"
Xiao Yunqing looked at him, then turned to look at Song Huan.
Song Huan stood behind, her body covered in luggage, like a mobile shelf.
He was panting, his forehead covered in sweat.
The boy also saw Song Huan, but ignored him and turned his gaze back to Xiao Yunqing's face.
"Which dormitory building are you in? I'll take you there."
Xiao Yunqing was about to refuse.
Song Huan's eyes darted around.
He put his luggage on the ground, put his hands on his hips, and sighed deeply.
"Ugh, I'm exhausted. Whoever wants to move can move, I'm quitting."
He leaned against a tree next to him, shrugged, and looked like he was giving up.
The boy saw that his chance had come.
He quickly stepped forward, picked up the heaviest woven bag from Song Huan's feet, and smiled gently.
"Sigh, this student clearly doesn't exercise often. Let me do it."
Song Huan nodded with a grin, "Thank you, senior, thank you, senior."
The boy slung the woven bag over his shoulder, a smile still on his face.
Then his expression changed.
Holy crap, how can it be so heavy!
His shoulders slumped, his legs bent slightly, but he forced himself to stand up straight again.
He gritted his teeth, his smile still there but a little stiff. "Junior, the girls' dormitory is over there, let's go."
With her hands in her pockets, Song Huan slowly walked around the boy, reached Xiao Yunqing's side, and began to speak leisurely.
"Your seniors from Tunghai University are so kind! They even helped carry my luggage. I'm so envious of you guys."
He paused for a moment, "Unlike me, I can only go to Nanjiang University next door."
The boy stopped walking.
His face froze, the smile still lingering on his lips, but he didn't move.
His mind was racing.
Nanjiang University? The one next door?
He looked down at the woven bag on his shoulder, then at Song Huan's smiling face.
I rely on!
Do you know you're keeping a ghost in your house?!
He was being targeted because he was mistaken for a Japanese person.
Xiao Yunqing couldn't help but ask a question.
Are all male college students like this?
Song Huan said righteously, "Most of them, but a very small number are men like me who are pure and innocent."
Xiao Yunqing couldn't help but glance at him, her gaze shifting from his face to his hands.
"But could you please take your hand away before you say that?"
She glanced at Song Huan's hand on her shoulder.
Song Huan paused for a moment, looked down at her hand, quickly pulled it back, and chuckled.
The boy who witnessed this scene was furious.
He stood there, carrying a woven bag, looking like a fool.
After delivering the bag to the girls' dormitory, the boy put it down on the ground, took a breath, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Um... junior, I'll leave you here. I have something to do, so I'll be going now."
Song Huan quickly stepped forward, grasped his hand, and shook it vigorously.
"Thank you so much, senior. It's such a blessing for Tunghai University to have a senior like you."
[You fucking...]
The boy's lips twitched, he pulled his hand back, and turned to leave.
After taking a couple of steps, he looked back at Song Huan again, then quickened his pace and disappeared at the end of the tree-lined path.
Xiao Yunqing watched his retreating figure, both amused and exasperated. "Why are you doing this?"
Song Huan shrugged. "What did I do? I thanked him."
Xiao Yunqing glared at him, said nothing, picked up her bag and walked into the dormitory building.
Without any manual laborers, Song Huan had to carry the woven bags and drag the suitcase herself, following behind.
The dormitory is on the fourth floor, and there is no elevator.
Song Huan carried the woven bag and climbed floor after floor. When she reached the fourth floor, her legs were shaking.
Xiao Yunqing pushed open the dormitory door; there were already people inside.
Three girls were sitting on the edge of the bed making it when they saw two people standing in the doorway and were taken aback.
Song Huan carried the luggage inside, leaned against the wall, dusted off her hands, and smiled at them.
"Hello, I'm Xiao Yunqing..."
"Cousin," Xiao Yunqing added from the side.
Song Huan glanced at her but didn't refute. "Yes, cousin, her parents were worried and asked me to bring her over."
The three girls laughed and stood up to introduce themselves.
The only one Song Huan remembered was the pretty girl surnamed Zhou, named Zhou Yutong.
Song Huan chatted with them for a few minutes, asking them where they were from, what they studied, and which window in the cafeteria had the best food.
He spoke in a very natural tone, as if he were a long-time friend.
He made several girls laugh, and they all covered their mouths with laughter.
Zhou Yutong glanced at Xiao Yunqing and said with a smile, "Your cousin is really funny."
Xiao Yunqing stood to the side, smiling, but her lips were a little stiff.
Her innermost thoughts drifted over from that direction, bittersweet and stifling, like an unripe orange.
[cousin.]
[You seem to be having a good chat.]
Why don't you just add me on QQ?
That reminds me!
Song Huan pretended not to hear and helped Xiao Yunqing make the bed, put away the pillows, open the suitcase, and take out the items one by one.
The movements were very practiced, as if they had done it many times before.
Several girls watched from the side, their expressions somewhat subtle.
Xiao Yunqing stood to the side, wanting to help but unable to get involved, wanting to speak but not knowing what to say.
As she watched his busy figure, a sudden pang of sadness welled up inside her.
It wasn't the kind of sour sadness, but rather the kind of sourness that's hard to describe.
Song Huan finished packing her things, stood up, clapped her hands, and said, "Alright, I'm leaving. Call me if you need anything."
He walked to the door, then turned back and smiled at the girls.
"Could you please take care of her for me? She seems smart, but she's actually quite slow-witted."
The girls laughed again.
Xiao Yunqing glared at him angrily, but he just smiled and left.
The door closed.
Xiao Yunqing stood by the bed, looking at the closed door.
She picked up the pillow, patted it, and then put it back down.
Zhou Yutong leaned closer and asked with a grin, "Does your cousin have a girlfriend?"
Xiao Yunqing was taken aback for a moment, then said, "No."
"So what kind of girl does he like?" Xiao Yunqing's lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything.
Her innermost thoughts drifted over again, this time even more bittersweet.
What kind of girl does he like?
He likes me just the way I am.
No, I can't tell you.
She smiled and said, "I don't know either. He has very high standards."
Zhou Yutong said "Oh," and shrank back a little disappointed.
Xiao Yunqing sat on the edge of the bed, took out her phone, and sent a message to Song Huan.
"How did you change so much after starting university?"
Song Huan replied quickly, "How so?"
"Smooth-talking!"
Song Huan sent a smiley face, "I've always been like this, you just didn't notice."
Looking at that smiling face, Xiao Yunqing wanted to get angry but couldn't.
She thought to herself, "How did he become like this after he went to college?"
As I thought about it, I realized that he had always been like this.
She just hadn't paid attention to it before.
Now, she cares.
I was scared too!