The weekend of Fourteen was a day of heavy snow.
That afternoon, Zheng Qing and the Gypsy witch wandered along Beta Town Pedestrian Street, eating their way from one end of the food street to the other. They strolled leisurely along Linzhong Lakefront, taking in the breathtaking snowy scenery around Linzhong Lake and the multicolored radiance blooming from the White Tower within the lake. Yet what remained most vivid in the young scholarship student's memory was not the stone tower on the island that had nearly exploded, but the Gypsy witch by the lake—her slightly raised chin, those lovely lips, and the words that still echoed in his ears: "Kiss me."
Even though four days had passed, Zheng Qing could still seem to taste that sweetness on his lips.
Of course, Zheng Qing had never mentioned such private memories to anyone—not Xiao Xiao, Fatty Xin, or any of his other classmates; not Lin Guo, Dylan, or the other hunters of the You Zui Hunting Team; not even Poseidon. Everyone else only knew that on the day of heavy snow, he had shared a simple meal with Ilena on Pedestrian Street, run into a little trouble at Linzhong Lake, and then gone to the School Hospital for another examination at Professor Yao's request.
After all, since the start of the school year, Zheng Qing had visited the School Hospital almost as often as Starry Sky Academy's freshmen. Gradually, no one found it particularly surprising anymore.
Jiang Yu's abrupt shift in the conversation to that snowy day caught the young scholarship student completely off guard.
At the same time, several low, teasing chuckles rose from this secluded corner of the library. In the blink of an eye, Fatty Xin pulled a box of popcorn and a can of soda from his watch,