Just as he reached the foot of the dorm building, the phone in his trouser pocket started vibrating again.
Gu Qing thought it was a message from Huang Xiaoyue.
But when he took out his phone, he found that it was from Xia Shuran.
[Xia Shuran: Senior, I just made lots of cookies for my roommates, and I made a special batch of chocolate ones for you. Are you at your dorm right now?]
[Gu Qing: Perfect timing. I just came downstairs and was about to head home. I'll come over to your dorm to pick them up.]
[Xia Shuran: Then I'll pack some extra so you can take them home for your family to try.]
[Gu Qing: Sure. Thanks on behalf of my family, then.]
[Xia Shuran: Senior, you're too polite.]
Gu Qing put his phone away and headed straight toward Xia Shuran's dorm.
He walked very quickly.
In just a few minutes.
He arrived at the foot of Xia Shuran's dorm building.
And Xia Shuran, who was always punctual, was already waiting downstairs.
"Senior, you got here so fast."
"It wasn't that fast."
"Here, this big bag has fifty cookies in five different flavors, all for you, Senior. I know you're deeply touched, but no need to thank me."
Xia Shuran looked playful as she spoke.
"That won't do. I still have to thank you."
Gu Qing smiled. "My mom's pretty good at making pastries too. I'll ask her to make some for me to bring to school tomorrow, and I'll give you some to try."
Xia Shuran looked delighted and nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at grain.
"Yes, yes! I'll be sure to give your mom's baking a proper tasting and eat every last bite."
"All right, let's leave it there. I have to go."
"Senior,