Liu Chang'an's Hidden Ailment

As she looked at the paunchy, middle-aged Bai Shengtian, Yan Huaye's memories gradually stirred to life. Her long-unread college days seemed like restored photographs, taking on clear, distinct forms.

She remembered Bai Shengtian, but the enthusiastic, handsome, slender suitor from back then was impossible to connect with the middle-aged man standing before her, belly protruding. Especially that face—fat had filled every place it could, making it round and plump.

"I remember now. Senior Brother, this is Professor Liu. Do you remember him?" Yan Huaye pointed at Liu Chang'an beside her.

Only then did Bai Shengtian shift his gaze away from Yan Huaye. After blinking in confusion, his memories returned, and the expression on his face became increasingly astonished.

"Professor Liu?" Bai Shengtian's mouth fell slightly open, and his hand instinctively pressed against his protruding belly. Why did Professor Liu look so young?

Bai Shengtian had visited his former teachers just this past Spring Festival. They were all around Professor Liu's age and already frail with age, yet the Professor Liu before him seemed to have frozen time itself. He had barely changed. Not only was his body upright and powerfully built, but his eyes were bright and lively, without a trace of cloudiness.

"Professor Liu... I audited your classes back then. When I went to see Junior Sister Yan, I also met you a few times. You've maintained yourself remarkably well," Bai Shengtian said self-deprecatingly. By middle age, he had become somewhat indulgent. He had never paid any attention to managing his figure.

Liu Chang'an had no impression of him. Even if he had interacted with Bai Shengtian back then, recognizing him now in this state would have been difficult. His gaze was sharp, but he did not possess the ability to reconstruct what someone had looked like in their