Walking along the pedestrian path paved with gray stone bricks, they could see the brightly lit library in the distance. Electric scooters passed back and forth along the road, their headlights flickering.
Shen Wanyu had put her bag away early and slung it over one shoulder. Wearing Jiang Linyuan's jacket, she looked somewhat petite.
Department Head clearly wasn't the petite type, yet in my clothes, she unexpectedly looked small and adorable.
"What are you looking at?"
Shen Wanyu walked beside Jiang Linyuan.
"Looking at the cute Department Head."
Jiang Linyuan answered honestly.
Curved brows, sharp as willow leaves; eyes, cold as spring water. So pretty—I wanted to keep looking.
"Looks like your feelings for Su Muzhi still lost to my charm."
Shen Wanyu said flatly, mocking him.
"Department Head is pinning things on me again."
"I'm merely stating the facts."
"Where are these facts?"
Jiang Linyuan asked, confused.
"What a stupid ape-man. Something so obvious, and you still have to ask?"
Shen Wanyu sighed.
"I can't tell."
Jiang Linyuan said.
Shen Wanyu looked at him and merely shook her head.
The conversation between them suddenly stopped.
In the silence, they arrived at an intersection. The night was crisp and cold, peaceful as breathable air.
"Department Head, were you happy today?"
Jiang Linyuan asked.
Shen Wanyu fell silent for a while, then nodded soundlessly.
"Though the campus scenery was all the same as ever."
She said without much emotion:
"Somehow, with one extra person, even after making the same round, it felt different."
"What kind of feeling?"
Jiang Linyuan asked again.
"One day, you think of someone for no reason. They make you both hate and not hate tomorrow, yet they have never appeared in your tomorrow."
Shen Wanyu stopped and looked up at the dim yellow streetlamp in the distance,