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 The school hospital was empty on the weekend, so Song Yu didn't waste any time and took Xie Zhiyan to a pharmacy near the school to buy medicine.

He didn't know exactly which medicine to buy, so he struggled to hold Xie Zhiyan's wrist and pointed to the wound on the back of his hand, asking the clerk, "Excuse me, what medicine do you need for this wound?"

The clerk: "..." She

almost didn't see the wound.

She glanced at the injured boy next to her. Such a tall guy, just scraped off a piece of skin and came to buy medicine?

But seeing the anxious look on the handsome young man's face, she still symbolically handed him a bottle of iodine and a pack of cotton swabs.

When paying, Xie Zhiyan took out his phone to scan the money, but was immediately stopped.

Song Yu paid first and left the pharmacy with the medicine.

He asked Xie Zhiyan to sit on a nearby bench and squatted down to unpack the box.

Perhaps because he was in a hurry, the boy's alabaster cheeks were flushed with pink. He clumsily dipped a cotton swab in iodine and then applied it to the back of Xie Zhiyan's hand, giving it a light fragrance.

Xie Zhiyan's fingers involuntarily curled.

"It hurts."

Hearing Xie Zhiyan speak, Song Yu was stunned.

He didn't think he'd ever touched it before... Did

it hurt this much?

But the veins on Xie Zhiyan's neck were bulging, so it must hurt a lot.

Song Yu softened his voice and coaxed, "Blowing on it will make it stop hurting." After saying that, he gently blew on the wound.

The warm air made his back tingle, and his palm was pressed by the boy's slender fingers. Xie Zhiyan's persistence and pride over the past few days crumbled in that instant.

"I'm sorry."

Song Yu was taken aback. The person who was injured because of him was suddenly apologizing?

His eyes were still round and dull when he looked at him: "How could you—"

"I said some bad things that day." Xie Zhiyan leaned closer, greedily inhaling the air around Song Yu, "You've been ignoring me all this time, I'm going crazy."

All along, Song Yu had thought Xie Zhiyan was mature and distant, at least, he wouldn't have this aggrieved, pitiful tone.

He didn't know what to say.

Just as 009 was about to warn Song Yu not to believe men's lies, it was too late.

Its easily swayed host had already fallen for it.

After shamelessly apologizing, Xie Zhiyan's breathing became easier. He stared quietly at Song Yu, but was interrupted by a phone call.

Looking at the contact name on the screen, Xie Zhiyan felt a pang of jealousy, but maintained his composure and reminded her, "Your boyfriend called you."

Song Yu glanced at the contact name "Zhou Yanming": "He's not my boyfriend."

Xie Zhiyan's cold demeanor immediately vanished.

The phone kept ringing, and Song Yu answered, "Hello."

"Xiao Yu, the water's ready, you're—" Zhou Yanming paused, his voice slightly stiff, "I saw you."

Song Yu: "..."

He forgot! That convenience store was near the pharmacy!

Xie Zhiyan silently watched Song Yu haphazardly put the medicine into the bag, the boy's expression as tense as if he'd been caught cheating.

Annoyed.

Very annoyed.

Zhou Yanming quickly arrived, carrying a bag of snacks he'd bought for Song Yu. Too lazy to acknowledge Xie Zhiyan, he glanced at him briefly before turning his attention to Song Yu: "Weren't you going to the library? What are you doing here? What's that in your hand?"

"Nothing..."

Song Yu guiltily hid the bag a little further behind her back.

Zhou Yanming: "..."

Could he hide a person behind a bag? Did he think Xie Zhiyan was invisible?

Zhou Yanming took a deep breath, trying to make his expression less sour: "What happened to him?"

Song Yu then explained about encountering An Zhuzhe.

Zhou Yanming's brows furrowed more and more as he listened. An Zhuzhe had always been a troublemaker in the team, and now he was still haunting Song Yu. He suppressed his anger and asked with concern, "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Song Yu shook her head.

"Next time he dares to mess with you, just kick him there."

"..."

A bit of an exaggeration, but Song Yu still obediently nodded.

Zhou Yanming then turned his gaze to Xie Zhiyan's hand, scoffing, "Where's the wound? It would have healed by now if I'd been a little later."

Xie Zhiyan glanced at him indifferently, too lazy to speak.

Song Yu noticed the awkward atmosphere between the two and pushed Zhou Yanming along to the library, not giving them a chance to argue.

After that day, Xie Zhiyan inexplicably reconciled with him, often attending classes with him and even helping him prepare for exams in advance.

His relationships with Zhou Yanming and Lu Xing also returned to normal.

The progress bar began to move forward.

Everyone got along quite well, and time passed by unnoticed.

One day, after exercising on the court, they gathered together for a chat.

"This is a once-in-a-century meteor shower! I heard that wishes made through it can come true."

"You believe that stuff that's just for little girls?"

"Let's go check it out. Anyway, we don't have any events going on lately. I happen to know someone in the astronomy department who has the equipment. And now we don't even have to carry our own tents up the mountain anymore. There are those deluxe tent rooms that are set up and ready to rent, with beds inside, enough for several people!"

"So high-class? I'm tempted."

"How about we book it like this? It's been so long since we had a team-building activity. Old Zhou, you... you're already booking tent rooms?" Double rooms, no less!

Zhou Yanming: "..."

He coughed to cover his embarrassment, glanced guiltily at Song Yu, and then pretended to be serious: "Let's go together, with the astronomy department guys." There

were quite a few people who wanted to go, and everyone finally agreed on a time.

The weather was a bit chilly on the day they set off. Song Yu wore a beige coat and a mustard yellow scarf, which covered half of her face.

But just by looking at her eyes, you could tell how good-looking she was.

The boys from the astronomy department were completely captivated by Song Yu, and they started bombarding her with questions on the bus.

"What's your name?"

"Your name is so nice, which 'yu' is it?"

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

...

There were just too many questions. Song Yu opened her bag and distributed the snacks she had prepared so everyone could keep their mouths busy.

Zhou Yanming, who had only been off the bus for a few minutes, returned to find Song Yu surrounded by a crowd: "..."

Was this a social gathering? Why were they all crowding around?

Those with smaller chests than him dared to approach her? Zhou Yanming coldly shooed them away. A little while later, Xie Zhiyan and Lu Xing got on and sat in the seats in front of and behind Song Yu, respectively.

The main goal was to prevent "small fish from leaping over the dragon gate."

Song Yu slept soundly, feeling something soft touch his lips mid-sleep, but he couldn't open his eyes and didn't pay attention.

After getting off the bus, the group headed towards the tents.

Due to the increase in hiking enthusiasts in the area, businesses were offering all-inclusive services, so everyone traveled light for convenience.

It was still early, so the group started looking for the best stargazing spots. Song Yu had nothing to do, so he ran around in the valley, taking pictures everywhere with his phone.

Every time he took a picture, he would shout "009

!" 【This little flower is so pretty!】

【This water is so clear!】

【There are even little crabs in it!】

Song Yu was as happy as a little bird, but his joy turned to sorrow when he stepped into the stream.

His arm was immediately grabbed, and a huge force carried him to the shore. Song Yu looked down; his shoes were wet, and the water had spread all the way up to his calves.

Xie Zhiyan was a step too late; by the time he arrived, Song Yu had already been carried up by Zhou Yanming.

He stood there, not going over.

The temperature was low in the mountains, and Zhou Yanming, worried that Song Yu would catch a cold, immediately carried him back to the camp to change his clothes.

Song Yu tried to dissuade him, "I can go back by myself."

Zhou Yanming's hands were steady, gripping the boy's legs. "What if you fall into the river again?"

"It might take me a long time... Aren't you going to look at the stars?"

"The stars aren't important."

Nothing is more important than you.

Zhou Yanming didn't say anything more and carried Song Yu back to the tent. He opened Song Yu's backpack and took out a change of clothes and slippers. "I'll go buy a pair of shoes nearby. You go take a shower first."

Song Yu obediently changed into the slippers and went to the nearby bathroom with his clothes.

The bathroom wasn't a single room, but it had partitions. The changing room was empty, but there was the sound of running water from the bathroom.

There should be one or two people there.

Song Yu took off his clothes and found a spot. He was afraid of delaying Zhou Yanming's stargazing, so he showered quickly, but when he finished, the tap wouldn't turn off.

After frantically trying to turn it off several times to no avail, Song Yu stood there helplessly.

A voice suddenly came from behind: "What's wrong?"

Song Yu turned around, and Lu Xing was standing very close to him.

The boy felt a little uncomfortable and awkwardly moved to the side, pointing to the faucet and whispering, "Water's been running here the whole time."

Lu Xing's eyelids twitched violently.

His muscles tensed: "You go upstairs first, I'll take a look."

The ground was wet, and Song Yu slowly walked forward in his slippers. Just as he reached the door, a low, indistinct muttering came from inside: "

It really is pink."

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