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Early the next day, Shaw Min took the train back to Shenzhen, accompanied only by Reiko to the train station.
Jian Ming did not dare to see her off, fearing that at the moment he waved goodbye and watched her departing figure, he would burst into tears.
"Safe travels, dear one." Jian Ming stood by the dormitory window, gazing outside, as if he could hear the rumbling sound of the train fading into the distance.
Take away his longing! Take away his worries! Take away the promises he had kept in his heart but never revealed to her!
The twenty-year-old boy, untouched by life's storms, had a face free of weariness, smooth skin, and innocent eyes. It was this untainted heart that filled him with the true essence of love. After Shaw Min left, Jian Ming fell into a deep longing for a long time. Peking University was approaching the end of its three-day registration period, and all four girls in Qinglan's dormitory had gathered.
That evening, as the temporary leader for the girls in their class, Qinglan held four new student work schedules and placed them on the desks beside each girl's bed.
"Wow, military training starts tomorrow! Unbelievable, they aren't giving us a moment to breathe," Hu Jiao'er exclaimed as she picked up her schedule from the table and slapped it down again. If she had lifted her leg and rested it on the crossbar under the desk, she would have resembled a hero from Water Margin. However, her chubby face and rosy skin diminished some of that heroic aura and added a touch of softness.
Sitting by the window, Jiang Liuying looked up; behind her thin glasses were calm eyes watching Hu Jiao'er, but she said nothing.
The four girls in one dormitory felt somewhat lonely.
It had been three days since registration began. In fact, all four girls had gathered in the dormitory on the second day after registration began, but only Hu Jiao'er and Qinglan spoke during their time together.
On the first day of registration, Jiang Liuying arrived at the dormitory just a few steps behind Qinglan. After giving Qinglan a faint smile, she hardly spoke again in the dormitory. However, when Qinglan and Hu Jiao'er talked, she would put down what she was holding or lift her head to rest her chin on her hand, listening intently to their conversation but rarely interjecting unless someone directly asked her something; then she would respond simply.
Yet she seemed reluctant to be disturbed. Once someone called on her for a response, she would stop listening intently and return to her own matters after answering, immediately isolating her world from theirs.
Thus, Jiang Liuying could basically be ignored in the dormitory.
Another roommate is Sister Xiang. I have always heard that Sister Xiang is quite spicy, but based on current observations, this Sister Xiang is not spicy at all; in fact, she seems a bit delicate.
Sister Xiang's name is Shen Xiaomeng, and she arrived at the dormitory on the second day of check-in. However, until now, she has hardly spent any time in the dormitory. Don't think she is an outgoing girl like Hu Jiao'er who goes out to have fun.
No, she is delicate and soft-spoken, with long hair cascading down her shoulders, no bangs, revealing a broad forehead, thin eyebrows, and small eyes that hold a gentle light. She lacks the stunning beauty and eye-catching allure that the legendary Sister Xiang is said to possess, but she is not overly plain either. However, her most fatal flaw is her short stature, and she has a few freckles on either side of her nose.
For some people, these freckles are not a significant flaw. For example, Qinglan thought that when she first saw Shen Xiaomeng, the freckles on either side of her nose gave her a playful charm. If the freckles were removed, her flat face would seem to lack vitality and would certainly not appear as youthful and energetic as it does now.
In Beijing, Shen Xiaomeng seems to have many classmates, fellow townspeople, and relatives. She hardly stays in the dormitory for more than ten minutes at a time and is often called out by the loudspeaker from the Conveyance Room downstairs.
"This Shen Xiaomeng looks quiet and elegant but seems to have quite a wide social circle," Liuying said while getting up to pour water from a cup, glancing at Shen Xiaomeng's empty spot.
She shares a bunk with Shen Xiaomeng, so Shen Xiaomeng's desk is also placed against the wall by the window. On her desk still sits the large bag she left when she first entered the dormitory, which nearly blocks all the light from the window.
It was past ten o'clock at night when Shen Xiaomeng finally returned to the dormitory.
Qinglan asked her if she knew that Military Training would start tomorrow.
"Military Training starts tomorrow?" To everyone's surprise, the soft-spoken Shen Xiaomeng reacted quite dramatically.
"Do you have any objections?" Jiang Liuying's gaze behind her glasses was calm yet sharp.
"I don't have any objections; I just feel it's too sudden. It feels like I'm still dreaming. Are we really starting our university life like this? Just like this without any reception or ceremony?" Before Shen Xiaomeng could continue speaking softly, Hu Jiao'er jumped in to take over the conversation.
From Hu Jiao'er’s speaking speed and her responses, it is evident that she is a quick-witted girl, which is quite inconsistent with her tall and stout figure.
"What kind of reception and ceremony do you need?" Jiang Liuying maintained her calm demeanor and voice, but her cold gaze turned towards Hu Jiao'er.
"Hey, Jiang Liuying, can you stop being so silent? Every time you speak, it's all sarcasm and cold tones," Jiao'er shouted while banging on her table.
What was originally directed at Shen Xiaomeng was taken over by Hu Jiao'er, making Shen Xiaomeng stifle a laugh on the side.
"Aren't you all going to sleep? Starting tomorrow, we have a month of intense training, which is said to be quite terrifying." At this moment, Qinglan had already changed into her sleepwear and was ready for bed.
These past few days had been exhausting for Qinglan. She was both tired and sleepy. On the first day after signing up, she was called by the counselor and appointed as the temporary leader for the female students in her class.
Being new to college life and still trying to get a grasp on it, she had to deal with various trivial matters at the beginning of the semester while also explaining everything to other freshmen. This had truly drained Qinglan of both energy and strength.
Fortunately, there was that handsome guy assigned by the teacher. What was his name again?
Qinglan slapped her forehead in thought. Right! It seemed to be Xu Wen.
Qinglan couldn't help but chuckle softly to herself.
"Qinglan, what are you secretly laughing about? Is there some good news or a joke you can share with us so we can all have a laugh together? There are only four of us in the dormitory. One person never goes home, another doesn’t talk, and when they do, it’s like they just crawled out from a crack in the ground, looking at you with unfamiliar eyes. Only the two of us seem somewhat normal; if we don't stir things up a bit, the dorm will feel lifeless," Hu Jiao'er said straightforwardly, typical of someone from Xi'an in northern China. "Hey, why is it just you and Qinglan who are normal? Are you saying that Shen Xiaomeng and I are not normal?" Jiang Liuying replied somewhat defensively.
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