If we meet again

  On Monday morning, Jian Tong woke up very early and sat on her dormitory bed in a daze.

  The spring sunlight quietly falls into the window frame, dyeing a piece of shallow golden light mist. The other two girls in the dormitory have already moved out to live, and only Xi Yao is still sleeping quietly.

  Jian Tong felt an inexplicable sense of unease in her heart.

  Today is Teacher Zhou's final ultimatum. If Jing Lanquan still doesn't come to class, then she really won't have the face to lead this class anymore.

  After finishing washing up, Jian Tong stood in front of the mirror and was lost in thought for a while.

  The woman in the mirror wore a white shirt and black skirt, with long hair styled into a bun, and wore black-framed glasses; she had calm eyes like water and slightly pursed lips. Very serious, very old-fashioned. Jian Tong couldn't help but think of the night she met Er Shao, that night's herself was completely different from now. That night she let down her long hair, curled and swayed; wore a deep V-neckline floral maxi dress, smiled cleverly and charmingly.

  If Ersha saw her at this moment, would she still recognize her?

  Jian Tong thought for a moment and couldn't help but pinch herself: what was the point of thinking about this? She and he were two people who would never have any intersection again.

  Jian Tong thought of the woman sitting in the Bentley that morning... Jian Tong sighed and turned around to grab her bag, heading towards the teaching building.

  Lan Quan drove an old military jeep into the campus. The jeep was eliminated by the troops, but he treasured it and brought it over, even removing the canvas top to turn it into a convertible. Such a car would attract attention wherever it went, and its antiquity had ironically become the epitome of fashion.

  Lan Quan jumped off the car and coincidentally Shen Lingyan's Subaru had also arrived.

  Shen Lingyan hastily walked up and said, "Ah, where did the sun come from? How can our Second Young Master also attend school?"

  Lan Quan stood in the golden light, smiling lazily, "Of course, I have to give your uncle face. Last semester, I didn't come for a whole week, and your uncle specially ran to our house to apologize to my old man. I really couldn't bear it."

  Shen Lingyan is the nephew of Principal Shen of G University.

  "It turned out that Shen Gongzi had arrived at school very early on Monday, which surprised me a bit."

  Lan Quan stretched out his arm and put it on Shen Lingyan's shoulder, "My experience is that unless there are beautiful women around. But you should be tired of those girls in our class, our department!"

  Shen Lingyan just smiled, "You don't understand this, now I like mature women. Mature women are the most charming and their skills are also the best."

  "An experienced woman?" Lan Quan rolled her eyes, "Are you referring to our old spinster director?"

  Shen Lingyan burst out laughing, "How did you know she's a virgin? She's so 'experienced', it would be weird if she's still a virgin!"

  "Huh? You really came early just for that Jian teacher?" Lan Quan sneered, "What's your aesthetic? White shirt + black skirt + 80s-style bun + black-framed glasses... a woman like this, even the flower-loving Shen Gongzi can't help but be taken in by her?"

  Shen Lingyan clicked his tongue, "This outfit on any other woman would make them look like an old-fashioned spinster. Except for this Miss Jian." Shen Lingyan lowered his voice, "That one is a natural-born seductress. Not that she's trying to show off or anything, but she just has this innate sensuality that makes people feel comfortable just looking at her!"

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