"Cloud-like hair, flower-like face, golden hairpins swaying; beneath warm hibiscus curtains, they passed the spring night. But spring nights were too short—when the sun rose high, the emperor no longer attended morning court~ Oh my, who's this? Why do you look so familiar? Ah, I remember now. Isn't this my dear classmate, Old Wang?"
Yu Hao, returning from the restroom, ran into Wang Yan heading upstairs. He immediately crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. "I heard someone didn't come back for all three nights of the New Year's Day holiday. I also heard certain people got to drink some peerless chicken soup. Wonder if that's true."
"I understand how you feel, Brother Hao. You don't like men, and you can't easily fall for women either. It's understandable that you'd be jealous." Wang Yan walked over with a smile and patted his shoulder. "I hope you find a good match soon."
"Oh, thank you so much." Yu Hao rolled his eyes. "Seriously, Old Wang, you guys were too outrageous. You didn't know how to keep anything under wraps. Now it's not just our class—even Ren Yifan and the Film and Television Production class know you two spent three days and nights outside together."
"We're all adults. What's the big deal? If they know, they know. What I'm doing is the natural order of human relations. Gossiping is one thing, but wagging tongues is the conduct of petty people. Why should I care about whatever they think or say? Still, you managed to quote a poem. That really makes me see you in a new light."
"It's been three days since we last met. Of course you should see me in a new light." Yu Hao gave a proud little huff, turned around, and went back to the dorm...
Over