"Waiting for Love"

  The bell rang and Jian Tong walked into the tiered classroom.

  A faint scent of jasmine wafted over, catching Jian Tong off guard.

  The blooming period of jasmine flowers is usually after May, but now it's only March, how can they be in bloom? The Earth is warming up, but it shouldn't be to this extent, should it?

  Jian Tong stepped onto the podium, unfolding the attendance sheet. Sunlight poured in through the arched windows at the back of the large staircase classroom, all of it falling into her eyes. At this moment, she was like a performer on stage, gazing out at the students in their seats, who could only see her outline against the light.

  Jian Tong didn't even glance at the students in their seats today, her gaze was completely drawn to the windowsill - a potted jasmine flower had been placed there!

  Jian Tong suddenly remembered that the Literature Club had borrowed a lecture hall on the weekend to hold a seminar, and they had invited a poet who loved jasmine.

  It is delightful to see the early-blooming jasmine flowers in March, regardless of what the poet says.

  Jian Tong remembered that the language of jasmine flowers is: "Eternal love, a lifetime of waiting and joy." Some people also say it's "Waiting for love". Either way, it's beautiful.

  From the moment Jian Tong walked in, Lan Quan grabbed Shen Lingyan's hand!

  Shen Lingyan was shocked and almost jumped up, but considering the occasion, he could only lower his voice and lean in, "Second Young Master, I heard May say that your orientation has changed a bit... it can't be true, right?"

  Lan Quan didn't say a word, instead tightening his fingers through Shen Lingyan's, their ten fingers interlocking.

  Shen Lingyan was even more shocked and could only explain, "Second Master, listen to me, I do appreciate you, but I really don't have that kind of hobby... I still prefer women..."

  "Who is she?" Lan Quan suddenly spoke up, interrupting Shen Lingyan's performance.

  Shen Lingyan only then noticed that Lan Quan's gaze had been fixed on Jian Tong all along.

  Shen Lingyan patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief. "How's that? Right on time, huh... Enchanting..."

  "Teacher Jian?" Lan Quan narrowed his eyes, "She is Jian Tong!"

  "Search inside..." Shen Lingyan nodded.

  Jian Tong read out one name after another, and the students shouted in unison. Jian Tong put Jing Lanquan's name last.

  But even if it's put off until the last minute, it will still be touched upon eventually.

  Jian Tong took a deep breath, lifted his head and gazed at the podium below, "Jing Lanquan."

  It was as if the air had stopped flowing, with only the faint scent of jasmine flowers quietly drifting. Jian Tong gripped her pen tightly. If she were to put an X in Jinglan Quan's attendance box again today, it would be equivalent to putting an end to her newly started life as a college student.

  Her words fell like a fluttering jasmine petal, quietly and soundlessly.

  Jian Tong's heart sank heavily - he still didn't come. Even though Mei Xuan said she would definitely catch him, he still didn't show up.

  The surname Jin was destined to be a stumbling block in her life. One Jin Xin was not enough, and heaven had to send another Jin Lanquan.

  She admitted it.

  Jian Tong bit her lip tightly, just about to put a cross next to Jing Lanquan's name, when suddenly a soft laughter echoed in the quiet air.

  That laughter was soft and lingering, like the vibration of a harp string in the wind.

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  His appearance in her life was like an unexpected jasmine. An unexpected encounter, yet destined to be. To be continued tomorrow~~

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