The corridor was quiet.
Everyone passing by was a classmate of hers.
Ning Qing held her books against her chest and stood straight, silently meeting his gaze.
When she saw him smile, she could not help smiling too. Then she crossed the distance in a few quick steps, lowered the hand holding her books, and wrapped her arms around him as naturally as could be.
Their classmates could not help looking over.
Ning Qing seemed not to notice. She simply held him, quietly and gently, telling him without words how much she had missed him.
When she let go, her expression had softened.
"You rushed back?"
"Sure did. I'm exhausted."
"Did you miss me?"
"A little. You?"
"Same as you."
"Just a little too?"
"No. A lot."
"Hmm..." Chen Shu paused. "How are you not embarrassed saying that?"
"I don't lie. You do."
"Hmm..."
"Come on. Carry my books."
Ning Qing pushed her books against his chest.
"Why should I?" Chen Shu did not reach for them. "Did you think that because that was kind of romantic, I'd carry them for you? You're wrong. I won't."
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"Don't you have a Storage Spell Artifact?"
"That would draw too much attention."
"Then carry them yourself."
"Hurry up."
"Nope."
Thump!
"You violent woman!"
Chen Shu picked up her fountain pen and took a look. It matched his own. He put it and the books into his Storage Spell Artifact, then reached for her hand. He caught it easily. It was soft and delicate, and he did not want to let go.
"Why aren't you watching the show?"
"I'm going now."
"Okay. You go by yourself, then. I'll head back to the dorm and play games."
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"Hey, hey! I'm kidding..."
Chen Shu tightened his grip on her hand and grinned. Then he