Meanwhile, after finishing her chat with Shen Yuli, Su Yunting opened her balance.
She counted it once, with utmost seriousness.
A balance of over two hundred thousand and one thousand.
She couldn’t help but sigh—so much.
Although she couldn’t use this money, just looking at it really lifted her mood.
Say what you will, joke what you will.
Who wouldn’t want to eagerly and shamelessly have a windfall drop from the sky?
If only it really were a windfall—she’d definitely offer the God of Wealth many, many offerings.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t.
Su Yunting counted the zeros once, then deposited the money into a card, planning to return it to Shen Yuli after they broke up.
She was determined not to end up behind bars in tears.
There was a major course in the afternoon, so Su Yunting opened her wardrobe to change clothes for class.
She took out a very ordinary white short-sleeve shirt, paired it with slightly flared jeans, tied her hair into a simple bun, and wore no other accessories.
The simplest possible outfit, but with this face, even the most ordinary clothes became extraordinary.
A breath of youthful vitality rushed forth, and the injury on her forehead didn’t diminish that beauty in the slightest.
After changing, Su Yunting stuffed all the books needed for her major course into her bag and turned to leave.
Su Yunting was in the Literature Department, a freshman, with a full afternoon of classes.
She walked into the classroom as usual and found a seat.
She didn’t notice at all that gazes were occasionally cast her way.
But He Jiaojiao, sitting nearby, noticed.
She looked in Su Yunting’s direction, her fingers tightening.
She didn’t know if it was her imagination, but why did it feel like Su Yunting’s presence was stronger than before?
She used to be like an invisible person, but now many people were noticing her.
Su Yunting had no idea what others were thinking and focused on class.
After the entire class, Su Yunting felt like her head was stuffed full of knowledge.
Dizzily, she went to eat.
The cafeteria.
Su Yunting swiped her card and bought a claypot rice.
Watching her balance decrease, Su Yunting lowered her eyes slightly.
She still needed to find a way to earn money—she’d look for a part-time job later.
She hadn’t forgotten that she still owed Shen Yuli two thousand yuan.
As for why she didn’t mention the two hundred thousand—money and money, Su Yunting still kept them very distinct.
The two thousand was borrowed and needed to be repaid soon.
The two hundred thousand was given, couldn’t be repaid now, but would have to be repaid later.
“Can’t I really just win the lottery for no reason?” Su Yunting sighed softly.
Anyway, things were already like this.
The priority right now was to eat first.
When it came to eating, even the biggest matters had to wait.
Thinking of something, Su Yunting picked up her phone and took a photo of the food, opened WeChat, and sent it to Shen Yuli.
Doubao had said to chat more and let the other person get used to her presence.
Strawberry Little Sweetheart: 【Brother, this claypot rice is really delicious～】
She couldn’t forget her online romance partner.
After sending it, without caring whether the other person saw it, she started eating. She was hungry.
Shen Yuli was also in the cafeteria. He had just gotten his food and sat down when he received a message from Little Sweetheart.
He opened it.
It was a photo of claypot rice.
Chen Che, beside him, glanced at it and let out a “Huh?”
“Why does this claypot rice look so much like the one from our school?”
Their school’s claypot rice was cheap and delicious, widely praised by Jingda students—he was quite fond of it.
“What photo?” Zhou Jiming asked upon hearing this.
Chen Che: “Oh, it’s just a photo that Shen Yuli’s online girlfriend sent him.”
Zhou Jiming was somewhat surprised to hear this. He hadn’t been present at the last gathering—he’d only heard about the truth-or-dare punishment afterward.
He hadn’t expected Shen Yuli to actually add her.
Adding her on the online dating app was one thing, but why add her on WeChat too?
Shen Yuli wasn’t the type to add just anyone.
Now Zhou Jiming was curious.
“Look, doesn’t this look like the food at our school?” Chen Che showed it to Zhou Jiming.
“Could Little Sweetheart be from our school?!”
Before he could make another move, the phone was snatched back by Shen Yuli, who turned it off and put it away.
“Doesn’t all food look the same?” Shen Yuli glanced at him.
Chen Che: …
That was true.
But still, wasn’t this guy being a little too calm?
“What if Little Sweetheart really is from Jingda? You’re really not curious?”
If Little Sweetheart really was from Jingda, maybe the two of them would meet up in real life soon.
Even though this online girlfriend had come from a dare, what if they actually ended up together?
“Not curious.” Shen Yuli spoke in a flat tone, his expression showing no fluctuation.
“You’re not planning to delete Little Sweetheart as soon as the month is up, are you?”
Shen Yuli said nothing.
Seeing that he had no reaction, Chen Che gave up on gossiping and complained.
“Just like everyone says—you’ve got zero romance cells in you. Just wait to die alone.”
Shen Yuli ignored his two troublesome friends and calmly continued eating.
After a while, he casually picked up his phone and took a look at WeChat.
Seeing this, Zhou Jiming, who was beside him, glanced at Shen Yuli with interest, an eyebrow slightly raised.
No romance cells?
That wasn’t necessarily true.
Shen Yuli looked at the photo a couple more times.
He didn’t eat at the cafeteria very often, so he wasn’t familiar with Jingda’s food.
And the photo really didn’t reveal any identifying markers.
Shen Yuli glanced at it a couple of times, replied with a single “Mm,” and turned off his phone.
But he really wasn’t curious about whether Little Sweetheart was from Jingda.
At least not for now.
After finishing her meal, Su Yunting left the cafeteria and went to the library.
Midterms were coming up soon.
Su Yunting clutched her books and crammed desperately. Only when she felt like her brain could no longer hold any more knowledge did she dizzily prepare to head back to the dorm.
On the way, she remembered she needed to restock some daily necessities, so she turned and headed toward the supermarket.
“Su… Yunting?”
A voice came, tinged with hesitation.
Su Yunting heard the voice, stopped, and turned around.
Seeing the person across from her, she thought for a moment before placing her.
It was her other roommate, named Jiang Jiayue.
It was just that Jiang Jiayue hadn’t lived in the dorm at all since the semester started, so Su Yunting hadn’t recognized her right away.
Seeing that it really was Su Yunting, Jiang Jiayue’s eyes flashed with surprise, and she quickly walked over.
After reaching Su Yunting’s side, she first gave her a look, then circled around her once.
It left Su Yunting a bit confused. She asked, puzzled: “What’s wrong?”
Jiang Jiayue came to a stop and rubbed her chin: “Why do I feel like something about you is different?”
Her previous…
Su Yunting: ?
“You’re so pretty—how come I never noticed before?” Jiang Jiayue mused.
That didn’t make sense. She knew Su Yunting was her roommate, and Su Yunting was this pretty—there was no way she wouldn’t have noticed before.
Su Yunting blinked: “Maybe because I’m a cannon fodder background character in a novel?”
She was just cannon fodder, just like the plot dictated—it was normal that no one paid attention to her.
Jiang Jiayue: “…”
She stood there dumbfounded for a few seconds, then burst out laughing. “Su Yunting, you’ve really read too many novels. What kind of character are you trying to cast yourself as?”
There was no way someone who looked like that could be a background extra.
Su Yunting shrugged and didn’t bother explaining.
Sigh.
Sometimes, when people told the truth, no one was willing to believe it.
“Are you heading to the supermarket?” Jiang Jiayue asked. “I’m alone right now—want to go together?”
She had just come back from off-campus and was feeling bored walking by herself.
She happened to spot Su Yunting and felt like she seemed different somehow, so she called out to her.
Su Yunting didn’t refuse. Her eyes curved into a smile as she nodded. “Sure.”
It’d be nice to have some company on the walk.
And so the two of them headed toward the school supermarket together.
Su Yunting bought some tissue paper, then picked up a few daily necessities.
She glanced over at Jiang Jiayue and couldn’t help but widen her eyes.
Food, drinks, supplies—a huge pile of stuff.
Anyone looking at her would’ve thought she was stocking up for a wholesale run.
“You… you’re buying this much?”
Jiang Jiayue didn’t seem to think anything was wrong.
She looked down at her basket. “Is this a lot?”
Okay, maybe it was a bit much.
“I’m going to be staying in the dorm for a while, so of course I need to buy more stuff.”
Jiang Jiayue usually didn’t live in the dorm, so there was basically nothing in her room. Whenever she saw something she could buy, she just bought it all.
Su Yunting nodded. “Oh, okay.”
She walked over to the freezer section.
It was summer now, and the evenings were still stuffy and hot. Su Yunting planned to grab an ice cream bar.
Something occurred to her, and she turned to ask Jiang Jiayue, “Do you want one?”
Jiang Jiayue’s hands were too full, struggling to hold everything. When she heard Su Yunting’s words, she immediately turned her head. “Yes!”
“Okay.”
Su Yunting turned around and picked one out for her too.
After checking out, the two of them walked back carrying a big bag of stuff.
Jiang Jiayue was loaded down with bags. Su Yunting glanced at her, hesitated for a moment, then spoke up. “Want me to help you carry some?”
“Sure!” Jiang Jiayue’s eyes lit up immediately. “Thanks, Su Yunting. You’re such a good person.”
Su Yunting: ?
Had she just been given a “good person” card?
She’d just handed one to Shen Yuli earlier today.
Now it was someone else’s turn to hand one to her.
Unlike the walk there, Jiang Jiayue was noticeably more talkative on the way back.
Probably because Su Yunting had not only helped her carry things but also bought her an ice cream.
Girls’ friendships sometimes came that fast, with no warning at all.
Jiang Jiayue hadn’t had much interaction with Su Yunting before. She only remembered that there was someone like that in the dorm.
Always quiet, always keeping to herself, easy to overlook.
She’d assumed Su Yunting was the type who didn’t talk to people.
But after actually interacting with her, she realized that wasn’t the case at all. Su Yunting was completely different from what she’d imagined.
Not only was she pretty, she was also a genuinely nice person.
The whole way back, Su Yunting listened to Jiang Jiayue gossip about school, her eyes curving into crescents.
It was pretty entertaining.
Sure enough, everyone loved a bit of drama.
One trip to the supermarket instantly brought the two of them much closer.
“If I hadn’t pissed off my mom, I wouldn’t have been kicked out of the house and forced to stay in the dorm,” Jiang Jiayue complained huffily.
“And my allowance got cut off too.”
Su Yunting heard this and glanced down at the huge pile of stuff in their hands.
Does this look like someone whose allowance got cut off?
Their understanding of “allowance” seemed to be quite different.
As Jiang Jiayue spoke, she turned her head to glance at the backpack Su Yunting was carrying. “Did you just get back from the library?”
Su Yunting nodded. “Yeah.”
Jiang Jiayue’s eyes lit up. “Then next time you go to the library, can you call me to come along?”
After saying that, she explained, “If I can get a good grade on this midterm, maybe my mom will be so happy that she’ll restore my allowance. But my self-discipline isn’t great, you know…”
Hearing this, Su Yunting blinked.
Could it be that she also forces herself to study because she needs to earn a scholarship?
Still, having someone to study with, having a companion, was quite nice.
Su Yunting nodded in agreement. “Sure.”
The two of them returned to the dormitory together.
The other two roommates hadn’t come back yet.
Su Yunting took out the things she had bought and organized them one by one.
Meanwhile, Jiang Jiayue ignored the things she had bought and was on her phone sending someone a message.
[Little Uncle, would you be willing to generously sponsor your niece with a sum of money?]