Chen Haoran was a man of action.
From the moment he decided Wen Ning had come to pursue the campus belle,
he had treated this as his bounden duty: a romantic comedy that had fallen out of the sky during a dreary finals week, with him, Chen Haoran, as its second male lead and ultimate wingman.
He grabbed Wen Ning by the arm and marched forward, moving as fast as if he feared Wen Ning might change his mind and bolt the next second.
"Come on, I'll take you to her right now. She should be studying on the fourth floor of the library at this hour, in that seat by the window. Everyone on campus knows about it."
As Wen Ning was dragged along, he found the whole thing rather absurd.
He had come to investigate a confidential Underworld case, only to be hauled off by a male college student to pursue the campus belle less than ten minutes after arriving.
But on second thought, he had to investigate both Wang Manmans anyway. It made no difference which one he met first, and following Chen Haoran would at least keep him from getting lost on campus.
So he did not resist, letting Chen Haoran drag him down a tree-lined path, around the sports field, and past rows of noticeboards plastered with club recruitment posters, heading straight for the library.
Students were everywhere on campus that afternoon. Some hurried to class with backpacks on their shoulders, while others sped down the tree-lined paths on shared bikes. A few young men were playing basketball on the court, the ball striking the concrete with crisp thuds.
Wen Ning had not set foot on a university campus in a long time. He had graduated several years ago and spent his days holed up