At nine o'clock on a September morning, the campus was lush and green, with dewdrops still clinging to the leaves along the roadside. The air carried the distinct freshness of the early morning.
In the medical office, there was no way Zhou Yuwen would just hand over his KFC to Zheng Yanyan without a reason. But to his surprise, Zheng Yanyan boldly tried to snatch it.
Zhou Yuwen dodged with a chuckle. "What are you doing? Are you going to use force?"
"Hmph!"
Zheng Yanyan, unable to give up easily, switched tactics and suddenly hugged Zhou Yuwen around the waist.
"What the heck are you doing?"
Zhou Yuwen was startled and tried to pry her hands off, but Zheng Yanyan held on tightly. She stubbornly declared, "I want KFC. You're not going anywhere if you don't let me eat it."
"You're going to be this clingy? Let go, or don't blame me for taking advantage of you!"
Zhou Yuwen struggled to shake her off, but Zheng Yanyan clung to him even tighter from behind.
"I'm serious. If you don't let go, I'm going to start touching you!"
"Go ahead!"
Zhou Yuwen's words reminded Zheng Yanyan that she was pressed up against his back, chest to back, and even though they were both in their military training uniforms, she could still feel the contact.
Suddenly, she remembered that night and chuckled. "It's not like you haven't touched me before!"
"!"
Zhou Yuwen was taken aback and stopped struggling.
Noticing his change, Zheng Yanyan smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder, whispering into his ear, "Is it soft?"
"..." Zhou Yuwen finally gave in. "Fine, you win. But we can't eat here; it's not safe."
"Then where should we go?"
"If you want to eat, follow me. Now let go of me. Do you like holding on to me that much?"
"Hehe!"
Only then did Zheng Yanyan let go of Zhou Yuwen, but not without teasing him. "No wonder Su Qing likes you so much. I hadn't noticed before, but you're quite something!"
Zheng Yanyan winked at him playfully.
"You're such a flirt," Zhou Yuwen muttered as he led her out of the medical office.
He had wrapped the KFC Family Bucket in his military uniform, and Zheng Yanyan, excited about the meal ahead, cheerfully followed behind him.
At that moment, the rest of the students were busy with their field training. Zhou Yuwen and Zheng Yanyan quietly left from the edge of the field, with Zhou Yuwen walking ahead and Zheng Yanyan leisurely strolling behind him.
She wasn't much shorter than Zhou Yuwen, and with her slender figure, they made a rather fitting pair.
As they walked under the hot sun, Li Qiang, who was training, noticed them and was stunned.
"Hey, Brother Hao, Brother Hao," Li Qiang called out to Chang Hao, who was standing before him.
"Stop talking," Chang Hao responded, still performing his duties as class representative despite being in the middle of the formation.
"Brother Hao!" Li Qiang called again.
Chang Hao frowned slightly. "Qiangzi, do you want me to punish you?"
"No, Brother Hao, but Old Zhou stole your girl!"
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Chang Hao was confused and turned to see Zhou Yuwen and Zheng Yanyan walking away from the field. Zheng Yanyan seemed to be playfully teasing Zhou Yuwen, occasionally tilting her head to look at him.
Seeing this, Chang Hao was momentarily stunned.
Li Qiang seized the opportunity and grinned. "Hey, Brother Hao, where are they going?"
"How would I know?" Chang Hao replied irritably.
"Both of you, step out!" the instructor suddenly bellowed from the front.
"You're supposed to be the class representative! Is this how you lead by example? 150 push-ups! You're not eating lunch until you're done!"
So, while Zhou Yuwen and Zheng Yanyan went off to enjoy KFC, Chang Hao and Li Qiang were punished with 120 push—ups for Li Qiang and 150 for Chang Hao.
As Li Qiang panted through his push-ups, he muttered, "Hey, Brother Hao, it's been half an hour already. Where do you think Zheng Yanyan and Old Zhou went?"
"Shut the f*** up!" Chang Hao snapped, his mood souring. On the one hand, it was because of Zheng Yanyan, but on the other, it was because he had been the class representative for half a month and had gotten along well with the instructor, often smoking together.
The instructor would even joke, "Wow, Honghe cigarettes? You're a rich kid."
"Haha, just average. Next time we hang out, I'll bring you two packs."
They had almost become friends, but when the instructor scolded him earlier, no trace of friendliness remained. This made Chang Hao feel bad and blamed Li Qiang for it!
Meanwhile, Zhou Yuwen had taken Zheng Yanyan back to the dorm.
With everyone out on the field for military training, the dorm caretaker was inside his booth watching TV and didn't care. Zhou Yuwen told Zheng Yanyan to tuck her hair under her hat and wear her military uniform, so no one would question whether she was male or female.
Zheng Yanyan was intrigued when she realized Zhou Yuwen was taking her to the boys' dorm.
Honestly, she had always been curious about what the boys' dorm looked like.
"Wow, Zhou Yuwen, you're bold enough to take me to the boys' dorm? Come on, tell me honestly, are you planning something?"
"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to eat KFC, just do as I say."
"Oh, so fierce! Hmph!"
"You're so annoying."
"Hehe!"
And so, Zhou Yuwen led the way, with Zheng Yanyan following close behind. Sneaking past the dorm caretaker felt oddly thrilling.
Once inside the dorm, Zheng Yanyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Whew!" Zheng Yanyan tossed her hat aside and looked around the boys' dorm. "So this is the boys' dorm? Doesn't seem like much!"
The air was still fresh in the morning, and everything was relatively clean since it was military training.
Zheng Yanyan glanced around, eyeing the cleanest bed. "This must be yours, right?"
"That one belongs to Lu Yuhang."
Hearing that, Zheng Yanyan paused, remembering who Lu Yuhang was, then laughed and pointed to another bed. "Then this must be yours."
She wasn't far off—Zhou Yuwen's bed was the second cleanest, with Chang Hao's and Li Qiang's beds about the same.
Zhou Yuwen unwrapped the Family Bucket, and the shiny, juicy Orléans chicken legs made his mouth water.
Zheng Yanyan gulped and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.
"Your dorm has squat toilets?" she called from the bathroom.
"What, yours don't?"
"You didn't know?"
"How would I know?"
When Zheng Yanyan finished washing her hands and came out, Zhou Yuwen had already set the table and placed the Family Bucket on it. Just looking at it made Zheng Yanyan feel incredibly touched.
"Ah, it's been so long since I've seen my Orléans chicken wings," Zheng Yanyan said happily, swallowing hard before grabbing a wing and biting.
As she ate, she found a stray strand of hair on her forehead annoying. She paused, put down the wing, and tied up her hair, removing her outer uniform.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yuwen looked at a girl with slender arms, wearing only a gray tank top, with an impressive figure.
Zhou Yuwen stared at Zheng Yanyan.
But Zheng Yanyan was too busy nibbling on her chicken wing to care. She rolled her eyes at him. "What are you looking at?"