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National Day holiday, ready to go ho.
Xu Musen didn't bring anything, just wore a casual outfit and arrived at Yao Mingyue's dorm building.
He took out his cell phone and sent a ssage: "I'm here."
Liu Rushuang had booked high-speed train tickets for both of them in advance.
For distances less than two or three thousand kiloters, high-speed trains are actually faster than planes.
It's not the distance that's quick but the preparation ti; high-speed train stations are generally in the city, whereas airports are typically in the suburbs.
In case of war, they wouldn't be directly bombed together.
Plus, boarding a plane requires various procedures that could take an hour or two in total.
High-speed trains are much more convenient; you just swipe your ticket and go in.
You can also sleep in a bit in the morning.
After sending Yao Mingyue a ssage, Xu Musen stood to the side and waited, holding a bag with milk tea in his hand.
It was from the first store of his own business, which he wanted to take ho to share the fruits of his labor with his mom and dad.
Inside the girls' dormitory.
Yao Mingyue had woken up early that day.
Within her custom wardrobe, Yao Mingyue's own clothes outnumbered those of all the girls in the dorm combined.
And she had all kinds of styles.
At this mont, Yao Mingyue was wearing a light yellow knitted top, with a skirt of the sa pastel shade beneath and a pair of light-colored leather shoes.
Her long hair was naturally soft and smooth, half-tucked behind her ears, with a delicate fringe kissing the air.
She looked like a little yellow flower, youthful and charming.
"Ming Yue, you've changed outfits more than a dozen tis, are you going on a date?"
Her roommates had been watching Yao Mingyue change clothes the whole morning, her pleasure the sa as if she were going on a date with a boyfriend.
More than a month into the school year, even though they didn't interact with Yao Mingyue much, they had beco quite familiar with her.
Ever since Yao Mingyue's last public singing confession, although she didn't directly ntion the na of the person, as insiders they naturally knew of Xu Musen.
At first, they couldn't understand why a goddess-level girl like Yao Mingyue would need to chase soone.
Especially since that boy seed to already have other girls around him.
But then they realized, Xu Musen hadn't actually been in a relationship yet; the girls around him were newcors.
After all, love doesn't follow logic.
Yao Mingyue had told them.
No one dictates who must chase whom; in the end, the best outco is just being together.
"It's not a date, it's going ho."
Yao Mingyue's lips curved into a smile, approving of her reflection in the mirror, although she felt sothing was missing.
Upon seeing the ssage on her cell phone,
she suddenly rembered sothing and found another outfit.
Watching Yao Mingyue begin to change again, her roommates couldn't help but click their tongues in amusent.
Yao Mingyue truly had a perfect figure and flawless skin; with such good conditions, they wondered how many boys could resist her allure.
Xu Musen waited downstairs for quite a while.
Now, he was sowhat of a public figure in school, and nurous girls passing by looked at him with fascination.
"Isn't he the guy who sang 'Chengdu' before?"
"Yeah, he's the owner of that milk tea shop that made headlines a few days ago."
"He's quite handso. I heard he hasn't officially announced a girlfriend yet."
"Just because he hasn't announced doesn't an he doesn't have a girlfriend; even if he did, it wouldn't an there's only one, so stop dreaming..."
Bored, Xu Musen thought that girls are troubleso, always dawdling when heading out.
At the entrance, the rhythmic sound of small leather shoes on the ground could be heard.
Passersby couldn't help but look sideways, both n and won's eyes filled with admiration.
Xu Musen subconsciously turned his head too, and at the sight before him, was montarily dazzled.
A light red trench coat flattered the already tall and alluring figure of the girl.
Underneath was a white blouse, which visually expanded the viewer's line of sight.
Which is to say, white makes one look bigger.
Her lower half was clad in black shorts, her slender straight legs enveloped in black tights, the slipperiness of the silk accentuated by the vague visibility of fair skin, adding to the allure of sothing ant to be concealed yet teasingly shown.
Her long hair cascaded naturally down, styled in an elegant middle part, half of it neatly tucked behind her ears.
There was a feeling… reminiscent of Tifa.
From the youthful purity of a sweet girl, she had transford into the mature charm of an elegant lady.
At eighteen, a person's body is practically fully developed, yet most freshn still retain so youthful naivety.
Yao Mingyue, however, could wear it perfectly; those naturally aristocratic phoenix eyes were truly heaven-sent.
She always could spot Xu Musen in a crowd easily and approached with a curved smile, arms crossed and striding forward.
Yao Mingyue arrived in front of Xu Musen.
The mont their eyes t, Xu Musen seed transfixed.
Her outfit was very similar to the one Yao Mingyue had suddenly appeared in front of him wearing in his past life.
It was also Yao Mingyue's favorite style of dress later on in life.
With a captivating smile and an effortless stride, the figure of the past and the present slowly rged together in his mind.
If one were to disregard her illness,
Yao Mingyue really was the perfect choice for a partner.
She had the figure, the looks, the talent.
Living off a woman may feel great, but when forced to eat seventeen or eighteen bowls a day, nobody could withstand it.
If she could be successfully reford…
Yao Mingyue saw the look in Xu Musen's eyes, though she didn't know why such attire always caught his attention.
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