"Qin Buran, you really do have the magic touch," Pei Hang said, reaching out. "With luck like that, come here and give me a hug!"
Qin Buran put the model back before asking, "Why do we have to hug?"
Pei Hang wasted no time on explanations and pulled him straight into his arms. "To get some of that good luck, of course."
[You're being way too obvious! I can hear you scheming all the way from Xinjiang.]
[Give me a hug!]
[He's so sweet. I want to hug him too!]
[He just pulled him straight into his arms. I'm dying.]
[I found him!! That's him!! He's my senior!! Qin Buran, the absolute legend from the fine arts academy!!]
[Holy shit! Qin Buran? I knew he looked familiar!!]
Qin Buran had already realized that Pei Hang had hugged him on purpose. He had even mussed his hair into a complete mess.
Somewhat displeased, he pushed himself out of Pei Hang's arms, then slowly smoothed his hair back into place and straightened his clothes.
But Qin Buran's displeasure only lasted a moment.
For some reason, he felt very relaxed whenever he was with Pei Hang.
Even something as trivial as opening blind boxes became incredibly fun.
Pei Hang found a bag, put the blind boxes inside, and took Qin Buran's hand. "Let's go."
"The weather's changing, and I noticed you barely have any clothes in your wardrobe. Let's buy something to tide you over."
Qin Buran rarely went to the mall to buy clothes. He wasn't very good at turning people down, so whenever a sales assistant came over to recommend things, he would end up buying a whole bunch without quite knowing how it had happened.
He would go in wanting just one piece and end up buying several. It