A campus romance runs into Xia Yuanhua, and no matter how hard you try, you can’t win.
Fang Wei thought that back in high school, if you ran into a teacher while dating, you’d just dodge them and be done with it.
How did he end up acting the same way in college?
College doesn’t even forbid boys and girls from kissing, and besides, Xia Yuanhua isn’t even his girlfriend.
So what exactly is he afraid of?
He and Xia Yuanhua are nothing more than having hugged each other naked, sneaking out for midnight rendezvous, receiving two thousand yuan from her, and… wait, that somehow makes it even harder to explain.
In short, Fang Wei absolutely cannot let Xia Yuanhua discover that he’s here—especially while he’s holding Qi Qiancao.
Otherwise, Xia Yuanhua would definitely draw her blade.
If a real fight broke out, Qi Qiancao would blow up even faster.
His two “mine pits” absolutely cannot discover each other!
Luckily, Qi Qiancao was completely immersed in his embrace at the moment.
After being hugged, she even主动地 sat on his thigh, letting out unbearably clingy sounds, twisting her slender waist and acting spoiled to her heart’s content.
“Boyfriend… boyfriend…”
Qi Qiancao pressed her nose and small mouth against Fang Wei’s chest, greedily breathing in the scent from her boyfriend’s body.
Her cheeks flushed with rolling heat, as if steam might really rise from the top of her head.
After taking a deep breath, she lifted her head—perhaps too excited—her body began to twitch from overstimulation.
Fang Wei could only hold her tightly, praying that this little ancestor in his arms wouldn’t make too much trouble.
But this posture was even stranger, like a pair of lovestruck teenagers rubbing against each other through their clothes in broad daylight.
“Don’t move. Let me hold you quietly for a while.”
Fang Wei could only murmur softly by Qi Qiancao’s ear.
After her waist twitched a few more times, she finally calmed down, only letting out trembling giggles of “hee hee hee.”
Fang Wei wiped cold sweat for himself, his gaze passing through Qi Qiancao’s long hair as he observed Xia Yuanhua, who was walking with another female teacher.
“Wow, wow, wow! Teacher Xia, look at that couple over there—they’re totally in the honeymoon phase. Youth is so nice. Why didn’t I have a boy like that pampering me back in college?”
Following the other teacher’s pointing, Xia Yuanhua cast her gaze over.
“But hugging like that on the sports field in broad daylight isn’t really appropriate, is it? By the way, Teacher An, don’t you think that girl looks familiar?”
“Who?”
Teacher An squinted and examined her carefully.
Just from the back view, she could already guess.
“No way—Qi Qiancao from the computer science department? She does pretty well in my class, and I see her often in clubs and the student union. That shouldn’t be her, right…?”
“Maybe girls change like this once they’re in love,” Xia Yuanhua said calmly.
She frowned slightly, wanting to see clearly who the boy holding Qi Qiancao was.
Unfortunately, the guy had his head buried like an ostrich, so Xia Yuanhua had no choice but to give up.
[Why does he feel a bit like our Fang Wei?]
[Impossible. Our Fang Wei is so shy and well-behaved—he wouldn’t be with such a shameless girl]
[If… I sat on Fang Wei’s thigh like that, hmph hmph, that would definitely scare him]
Sister, stop teasing your Wei-ge already.
If the real world could display emojis, Fang Wei would definitely be a sweating bean right now.
Using his mind-reading ability on Xia Yuanhua for the second time today finally let him relax.
She hadn’t noticed him.
Still, the youthful scene seemed to stir something in her.
She took out her phone and sent someone a message.
Immediately after, a vibration from a “special follow” notification sounded in Fang Wei’s pocket.
He nearly scared himself half to death.
“Why does Teacher Xia look so happy? Seeing a young couple and reminiscing about her lost youth?” Teacher An teased.
Xia Yuanhua shook her head.
Teacher An’s gossiping soul was ignited, and from Xia Yuanhua’s phone-holding posture she sensed something.
“Oh? I didn’t expect Teacher Xia to still have a youthful side.”
“Cough, cough. All right, Teacher An, hurry up with the statistics. There’s another group of boys coming to run the long-distance test.”
The two chatted as they walked, finally leaving Fang Wei’s field of vision.
Before leaving, Teacher An didn’t forget to add, “I really want to secretly take a look at how handsome that boy is, to charm our good student like that.”
Fortunately, it was just talk.
“Phew!”
Fang Wei let out a huge sigh of relief, feeling like he’d come back to life.
He pulled away the reluctant Qi Qiancao.
The girl was still in an intoxicated, high-on-affection state, letting out lewd “hee hee hee” giggles.
“All right, everyone’s looking at us. Let’s head back too.”
After Fang Wei called her a couple of times, Qi Qiancao finally reacted.
At that moment, no words could describe the love in her eyes.
She pressed herself back against Fang Wei, the cool evening breeze sweeping across the stands, yet her chest burned fiercely.
She pushed out her chest, those full curves mixed with sweat and fragrance squeezing against Fang Wei’s chest.
She also tightly grabbed both of Fang Wei’s wrists, leaving him unable to move, and only able to listen as Qi Qiancao whispered by his ear in a tone more lingering than lotus-root silk.
“Boyfriend… I didn’t realize our relationship had already progressed this far… I didn’t realize you love me even more than I imagined… hee hee hee… I love you… I love you… Boyfriend, I’ll love you forever and ever…”
Her voice trembled, as excited as a poor man who’d suddenly won five million.
But Fang Wei was thinking about something else.
[Love that belongs to me (?)]
[You like me too, you like me too, you like me too, you like me too, you like me too (?)]
[Love you so much, love you so much, love you so much, love you so much, love you so much (?)]
Are you really this emotionally starved?
In a certain sense, Qi Qiancao truly embodied unity of thought and action.
Her behavior was crazed enough, and her thoughts were simple and obsessive enough—yet strangely pure?
It was just that this purity was used in the wrong place.
Fang Wei had always believed that magical girls should have two sides.
One side is the guardian who uses magic to fight for justice; the other is a youthful, beautiful girl.
But after falling in love, Qi Qiancao seemed to have completely forgotten her duties as a magical girl.
Her head was full of love, completely immersed and unable to pull herself out.
She would even abuse magic for the sake of love.
Only when the hero side of her and the girl side of her found a perfect balance could she truly be called a “magical girl.”
Of course, this also had something to do with Fang Wei not wanting Qi Qiancao to be too clingy.
What kind of magical girl spends all day flirting with a cadre?
That said, Qi Qiancao’s wish when she became a magical girl was related to happiness, so obsessing over kissing all day seemed reasonable too.
“Xiao Cao.”
Fang Wei smiled slightly.
“Yes, boyfriend?”
“Want to go on a date this weekend? I know a really nice place—just the two of us.”
It really was “nice”: an abandoned elementary school on the outskirts of Nantong City, rumored to be built over a graveyard, filled with mirror familiars and shadow familiars.
An ordinary person could go in and write an entire Travel Notes of Huangshan Village.
To continue testing Qi Qiancao’s magic and gather data for future preparation, that would be the date spot.
“A date… hee hee…”
Qi Qiancao’s eyes sparkled as she hung around his neck and said gently:
“Sure, boyfriend… boyfriend… I’ll always like you, I’ll always love you. So you just need to look at me more, pay more attention to me like this—that’s enough to make me satisfied.”
She leaned on his shoulder, sweet words flowing endlessly.
As evening approached, most students left the sports field.
Fang Wei escorted Qi Qiancao to the dorm entrance.
He tied her ponytail for her.
The girl waved goodbye as she walked away.
Different from before, wearing only sportswear with her hair tied up, Qi Qiancao had a different kind of beauty.
Fang Wei couldn’t quite describe it—perhaps a more genuine sense of youth?
He suddenly wanted to see her in middle-school or high-school uniforms.
Elementary school too—no, that won’t do!
He shook off the inappropriate thoughts Qi Qiancao had stirred up and walked away from the girls’ dormitory.
He opened his phone and saw a message from Xia Yuanhua.
[Has little brother been thinking about big sister?]
Fang Wei felt like a 996 time-management master.
Back then, even the evil cadre who was spun like a top by five magical girls for a “Hellish 36 Hours” in the neighboring city wasn’t as exhausted as he was.
After briefly replying to Xia Yuanhua, Fang Wei let out a deep breath.
Instead of heading home right away, he strolled through the university campus.
He had a special feeling toward universities.
Mostly because when he was very young, he’d heard his dad brag—your dad was almost Qinghua-Beida material back then, a big shot in high school, but unfortunately missed out on university because of fighting in senior year.
Little Fang Wei, still unable to wipe his nose clean, asked: then you should at least have gotten into a 211 school the next year, right? How did you end up graduating from a vocational college?
Old Fang replied without blushing, bald head shining: brat, what do you know? Back then vocational degrees weren’t any less valuable than university ones—you could make money right away after graduating…
Besides, if your dad hadn’t sent that flying kick that beat a hooligan until his mom couldn’t recognize him, and if your mom hadn’t turned around and run away pulling you with her, then chased me all the way to vocational school to court me—would you even exist?
Good grief, what a mushy couple.
Then Old Fang added: you little beast, don’t learn from your dad.
Times are different now.
In the future, behave yourself, get into a university, find a college girl to live with.
Don’t be like your mom, braiding her hair into plaits—so rustic.
That last sentence stuck with Fang Wei especially, mainly because it was followed by his dad’s pleading screams.
Maybe it was his dad’s spirit watching from heaven, or maybe some girl who once said she’d get into the same university as him kept appearing in his dreams.
In any case, he did yearn for university.
Though he yearned even more for money—and the happy life money could buy.
Otherwise, if life could start over, Fang Wei would definitely date a rustic girl with braided hair in college and be a bunch of good-for-nothing buddies with his dorm mates.
Like those people over there…
“What the hell, college students playing ‘dry-land rowing’?”
Fang Wei squinted.
In the small grove ahead, a petite figure was being grabbed by the feet and dragged along the pebble path by two people.
In middle or high school, he wouldn’t have found such a scene strange.
There are always boys with childish hearts who’d yank open a buddy’s pants to attack a lamppost. But in college—isn’t that too immature?
Wait, those aren’t boys.
As his suspicion grew, Fang Wei moved closer and realized they were all girls.
The “corruption values” above the dragged person’s head fluctuated between 79% and 96%, glowing a deep blood red.
Damn it—that’s not dry-land rowing.
This is campus bullying?!
You college students are still playing this? I thought adult bullying was all about social isolation and cold violence.
These girls gave eighteen-year-old Fang Wei a tremendous shock.
Sensing someone approaching, one of the girls muttered something.
The rest immediately abandoned the small figure they’d dragged all the way and ran off toward the other side of the path.
[Corruption Value +1]
[Corruption Value +1]
[Corruption Value +1]
The abandoned girl lay on the ground, her back scraped raw from being dragged so far over pebbles—it looked painful.
She paused, about to get up, when a shadow fell over her.
She raised her head and met Fang Wei’s gaze from above.
Zhuge Yu rubbed her eyes and curled her body even tighter.