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Yao Zhandong had always traveled across the country, and before today, Yao Nianyi thought he was just in Shanghai for a business trip. After finishing dinner, she heard him tell her uncle that he would be heading back to Huaibei overnight. It seemed like he had come specifically to see her off, which felt a bit unusual. Was it possible that he had a change of heart and wanted to make amends?
On the way back, Yao Nian received a message from Xu Yi, who mentioned that the new student military training would start in two days and asked if she needed any sunscreen. Yao Nian declined his kind offer, stating that she would prepare for it herself.
Xu Jiayi had once said that she wasn't good at making friends, but Lin Mo and Fang Yiran both seemed easy to get along with. Since it was still early, she decided to head back to the cosmetics counter on the first floor of the mall and buy some small gifts for them.
Upon returning to her dormitory, she found that Lin Mo and Fang Yiran were not there; they must have gone out for a meal. The other bed remained empty, with a nameplate indicating it belonged to a girl named Li Rufen.
After finishing her evening routine, Yao Nian noticed a missed call from Xu Jiayi and quickly called her back. "How was your first day? What's your mood like?" Xu Jiayi's voice was carried by the wind, suggesting she was outside.
Yao Nian switched to speakerphone and wrapped a drying cap around her head. Everything was as expected except for the lack of an elevator. Now that she was in Shanghai, had she met the Uncle Shen she had been thinking about day and night?
Yao Nian rubbed her hair under the drying cap and replied, "I don’t know how to talk to him."
There was a brief silence on the other end before Xu Jiayi exclaimed loudly, "What do you mean you don’t know how? Just send him a message saying you’re in Shanghai! He already said he wanted to treat you!"
Yao Nian felt troubled; it seemed like she was asking someone to treat her to a meal as if she had never eaten before.
Xu Jiayi was utterly speechless. "You’re just being cowardly, making up excuses."
She sighed, "Fine, I admit it."
Xu Jiayi hung up the phone in frustration.
Yao Nian hung up and went out to the balcony to dry her freshly washed clothes. The evening breeze gently blew in, bringing a rare coolness during the hot summer days—much more comfortable than being in an air-conditioned room. She decided to stay on the balcony, resting her palms on the railing while letting her damp hair fall over her shoulders, waiting for it to dry naturally.
A round moon hung among the towering buildings, its soft halo appearing particularly romantic against the backdrop of twinkling stars on this summer night. Under the same night sky, she wondered if Shen Du was also gazing at this bright moonlight.
Just then, the dormitory door creaked open as Lin Mo and Fang Yiran returned with bags in hand.
"Hey?" Lin Mo looked at Yao Nian, who was changing clothes on the balcony. "You're back so early?"
Fang Yiran struggled to pull a large watermelon out of her bag. "Quick, I just bought this chilled watermelon."
"You carried this all the way back?" Yao Nian asked in shock.
"Just as I was about to take a shower," Lin Mo poked her head out of the bathroom. "But Yiran insisted on buying it, and then she couldn't even carry it. Almost made me collapse from exhaustion."
Fang Yiran rubbed her nose sheepishly. "I thought it was so hot, eating watermelon would help cool us down. I can't finish it all by myself at home."
Yao Nian looked around. "Do we have any in our dorm?"
"What?" Fang Yiran paused for a moment. "The dormitory supervisor said we can't bring food in."
Yao Nian felt a string of ellipses popping up above her head. "So how are we supposed to cut the watermelon?"
Fang Yiran gasped, her eyes widening in realization. "Oh no, I forgot!"
Yao Nian suddenly felt curious about how this girl managed to get into Huada.
When Lin Mo came out of the bathroom, she saw the two standing at the table, staring blankly at the watermelon.
"What are you doing? Do you need to say a prayer before eating watermelon?"
"We're figuring out how to cut it with our bare hands," Yao Nian replied.
"Do you really need to figure that out?"
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