It seemed she had sensed something.
Qian Lele turned her head from the bench.
Her gaze passed through the dappled light and shadows, landing on that familiar figure.
She immediately stood up. First, a radiant smile appeared on her face, then she lowered her head shyly.
"Brother."
Tang Song walked up to her, his gaze gently sweeping over her as he smiled. "Lele, you look so pretty today. I almost didn't recognize you." Qian Lele's cheeks grew warm, and her hands unconsciously clutched the hem of her skirt. "I just bought a new outfit and wanted to try it on."
"It suits you very well. You look beautiful." Tang Song raised a hand and gently ruffled the top of her head.
Her eyelashes fluttered faintly. She quietly enjoyed it for a moment before looking up at him. "Brother, have you eaten dinner yet?" "Not yet. What, are you treating me to dinner?"
"Mm." Qian Lele nodded earnestly. "I'll treat you to spicy dry pot. A new spicy dry pot place just opened on the second floor of our cafeteria, and it's really good. Lots of students from other schools come all the way here to eat it."
"Let's go try it. I haven't eaten at Normal University's cafeteria in ages."
Qian Lele's eyes immediately lit up, and she quickly stepped up beside him.
The hem of her cream-colored skirt drifted gently with her brisk steps, like a little flower chasing the wind.
Along the way, curious looks occasionally fell on them.
After all, as the school's somewhat famous Cinderella, Qian Lele had a certain level of recognition.
What was more, even though Tang Song had deliberately kept a low profile, he still drew attention wherever he went.
Some people merely glanced over casually, only to find themselves looking several more