Wang Ying rushed off to gather the band mbers, while Zhou Wang followed Jiang Mo to her dorm for a tour.
Zhou Wang normally wouldn’t be able to enter the girls’ dorm, but he and the dorm supervisor lied that he was Jiang Mo’s younger brother there to help her move things. The supervisor looked at Jiang Mo, then at Zhou Wang’s harmless smile, and let him in after he signed a form.
As they entered Jiang Mo’s dorm, Zhou Wang pushed the door open, looked around, and couldn’t help but click his tongue.
The environnt was much better than he had imagined...
As a university, Huaxia Music College had only two to three thousand students on campus, which was just a fraction of many universities’ student bodies. So at least in terms of accommodation, conditions were very generous.
All the dorms were twin rooms, equipped with private bathrooms, balconies, and air conditioning.
What Zhou Wang was particularly curious about was the legendary heating. He even went over to touch it, but since it wasn’t heating season yet, he couldn’t tell anything.
(Central Music graduate dormitory—real photo)
"I always heard that although winters in the north are colder than in the south, because of the heating, it’s actually a bit more bearable here... Senior, you can tell later if that’s true."
After examining the "big heat pack" embedded in the wall, Zhou Wang casually remarked.
"Mm."
Jiang Mo nodded seriously, and it seed she took it as a task to rember.
This dorm was shared by Jiang Mo and Wang Ying, but Jiang Mo wasn’t here often, only staying occasionally for a night. The bed was made, though, and after Zhou Wang took a look around, he sat down by Jiang Mo’s bed and beckoned her over.
"Senior, I missed you so much, co here and let flirt with you a bit."
Jiang Mo blushed slightly, but obediently walked over. Instead of sitting beside Zhou Wang, she slowly squatted down and rested her head on his leg, closing her eyes.
Like a lonely cat finally finding a safe harbor, Jiang Mo settled in.
Zhou Wang was montarily stunned, then reached out to caress Jiang Mo’s smooth, slightly cool cheek, but said no more.
After a mont of silence, Jiang Mo suddenly tilted her head slightly and looked up at Zhou Wang with deep eyes. When he seed puzzled, she turned her body slightly and unbuttoned the top button of her white shirt.
One, two, three...
Jiang Mo stopped.
Seeing Zhou Wang still hadn’t moved, she pursed her lips and gave him a sideways glance.
It was an expression the senior had never made before, carrying an indescribable allure, as if to say—
"Weren’t you going to flirt with ?"
What could Zhou Wang do? He, of course, complied.
His fingers glided over the thin collar, grazed the silky smooth clavicle, and stopped under her chin.
The room was bright yet felt like night, as Jiang Mo looked up with srizing eyes that shone like moonlight at him.
Zhou Wang didn’t move his gaze away, so she kept her head tilted back, continuously looking at him.
The sensation of being the center of soone else’s world trembled in Zhou Wang’s heart.
After a while of locking eyes, Zhou Wang dazedly lowered his head and captured her lips, feeling a pang of tenderness at a slightly parted mont, "Isn’t it tiring to keep your neck up like that?"
"No, I want to..."
Jiang Mo hesitated for a mont before softly adding, "Please my husband."
Zhou Wang took a deep breath without speaking, but Jiang Mo had to adjust her position. After a mont, Jiang Mo glanced sideways and couldn’t help but curve her lips into a faint smile.
...
After all, this wasn’t Jiang Mo’s private dorm, so in the end, they didn’t do anything. When Zhou Wang had flirted enough, he just embraced Jiang Mo and started chatting idly with her.
Jiang Mo wasn’t exactly the best conversationalist, as she wasn’t soone who knew how to express herself easily.
If it weren’t for the "Hidden Round," and just getting to know her the conventional way, Zhou Wang probably wouldn’t have had a chance to truly understand her.
Or it might have taken a very long ti.
If the senior managed to move beyond her shadows, whether he could win her over with financial ans would beco uncertain.
After all, many people had money, and Jiang Mo wasn’t entirely materialistic. Zhou Wang wasn’t really confident about that.
"How are things going with Ding Yi?"
After chatting for a while, Zhou Wang brought up the topic as if casually.
"She’s very busy. We didn’t spend much ti together beyond her helping when I first enrolled."
Jiang Mo leaned against Zhou Wang, eyes closed, and whispered, "But she’s very nice to , and also..."
"And what else?"
"She signed up for a psychology course, but I didn’t go."
Jiang Mo paused before saying.
Zhou Wang raised his eyebrows at these words.
So Ding Yi had actually noticed that Jiang Mo might have so psychological issues?
"Then why didn’t you go?"
Jiang Mo lifted her head then and stared straight into Zhou Wang’s eyes,
"Because... I don’t want to get better."
"... "
Zhou Wang opened his mouth, taking a long mont before he said, "But you have to adjust. Staying like this all the ti, it’s too repressive. Actually, I agreed with Wang Ying, to get you involved in more social activities..."
"I know that,"
Jiang Mo softly interrupted, "But it’s different."
"How is it different?" Zhou Wang asked curiously.
"Junior Sister Ding wants to heal for her own sake."
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