Ye Zhou looked up at the wall clock on the opposite wall; the hour and minute hands pointed exactly to five o’clock.
According to what Club Leader Jiang said, Su Zhihan would probably come to the club around six, leaving him a solid hour of waiting.
Even without Club Leader Jiang’s instructions, Ye Zhou felt it was essential to personally hand over the new script, Finding Oneself in the Mirror, to Su Zhihan.
“Yawn… I haven’t slept enough anyway. I might as well take a nap right here. I’ll probably wake up right on time.”
Deciding to sleep then and there, Ye Zhou plopped down on the sofa. It still held the warmth left behind by Jiang Yingxue.
He pulled the Blue Blanket over his upper body. Unexpectedly, it carried the lingering scent of Jiang Yingxue’s clear, cold fragrance.
The aroma instantly and roughly filled his entire nasal cavity.
It was incredibly fragrant, yet not a heavy or cloying scent. It was the kind of smell that felt like it instantly smoothed and stretched out the folds of his cerebral cortex. A wave of instant relaxation hit him, like walking through Norwegian Wood.
Honestly, it really fit the saying floating around online—
“Following a beautiful woman just to catch a whiff of her fragrance.”
As someone who spent too much time surfing the web and could fall asleep in a second, Ye Zhou justified himself:
“I’m not a pervert, though. I’m just using the knowledge available on-site to educate everyone…”
……
At home, Su Zhihan was currently both excited and nervous.
She had just received a call from Club Leader Jiang, who had shared quite a lot with her in a heartfelt manner.
In short, the next stage play script—a stage drama—was freshly ready.
However, from the way she spoke, it seemed Su Zhihan would be the only lead in this drama.
Was Ye Zhou not in it?
Her heart suddenly felt stifled.
……
Su Zhihan stepped out of the Ladies’ Hair Salon. Her slightly curly long hair was even more voluminous and lively after being washed and blow-dried. The curls swayed with her steps, complementing her clear, bright eyes and the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye, which added a touch of adorable charm.
The weather was unpredictable. It had been sunny in the morning, but by the afternoon, the low evening clouds had settled in.
Fortunately, she remembered to bring a black umbrella.
She wore a light purple high-necked knit sweater with a soft texture and a deep brown high-waisted short skirt that revealed her slender legs. It didn’t seem that cold.
Her other hand was free, so she had bought two ice cream cones along the way. By the time she reached the Drama and Film Club at Jianghai University, she had already finished one.
Su Zhihan held her phone, her large eyes staring unblinkingly at the screen. The time was 5:59 PM. The moment it turned to 6:00 PM, she lightly knocked on the door of the President’s Office.
She knocked three times—no response. She knocked three more times—still no response…
Club Leader Jiang had clearly said Ye Zhou would be in her office with the new script waiting for her.
She had also replied seriously that she would arrive exactly at six.
But there was no reaction from inside…
Had Ye Zhou lost his patience and left?
If she had known, she wouldn’t have spent those few minutes buying ice cream.
—Her mood, like the weather outside, became increasingly stifling.
Su Zhihan took a deep breath, but the feeling remained.
She gently turned the doorknob and slowly pushed the door open.
She cautiously peeked inside.
?!
The tightness in her chest eased slightly.
“Ye Zhou?”
Su Zhihan turned the knob again and quietly closed the door.
“Ye Zhou? Are you asleep?”
Su Zhihan whispered her inquiry as she approached with soft steps.
Then, she waved her hand in front of Ye Zhou’s closed eyes.
There was still no reaction.
It seemed Ye Zhou was indeed asleep.
Su Zhihan looked closely.
Ye Zhou was leaning against the sofa, his upper body covered by a Blue Blanket, and his head tilted against the armrest.
Her first impression of his exposed right hand was that it was very large.
Compared to hers, it was much bigger.
Are boys’ hands always this large?
With this doubt in mind, Su Zhihan reached out her delicate hand and interlocked her fingers with his for comparison. It really was an entire size larger than hers.
And not only was it large, but it was also burning hot—so hot it touched a corner of her heart.
During her previous performance in their debut work, Su Zhihan hadn’t seemed to notice this.
In fact, she hadn’t really observed Ye Zhou closely at all.
But no matter what, her first impression of him was that he was very reliable.
It felt like he was omnipotent, as if nothing could stump him.
Just staying by his side, like now, her heart was filled to the brim with the sense of security he constantly radiated.
This feeling had never changed from the very beginning.
Su Zhihan lowered her gaze, her long, curled lashes trembling.
She noticed a bit of drool at the corner of Ye Zhou’s mouth; he was sleeping very soundly.
She instinctively wanted to reach out and wipe it away, but at that moment, Ye Zhou’s brow furrowed slightly. It was obvious he was about to wake up.
So, Su Zhihan inconspicuously released her hand from his. Her left hand fumbled in her small black leather crossbody bag, opening a small pack of Xin Xiang Yin and pulling out a Xin Xiang Yin tissue.
……
Ye Zhou had a terrifying dream.
He dreamed that he accidentally ruined the new script he was supposed to give to Su Zhihan and had to face the wrath of the mysterious Vice President Shen—a fury even greater than Club Leader Jiang’s.
Ye Zhou woke up with a start, only to see Su Zhihan’s large eyes blinking at him, which gave him another scare.
“Zhi-Zhihan, you… you’re here?”
“Sorry, I overslept.”
“You’ve been here for a long time, haven’t you? You should have just woken me up.”
“I don’t even know what waking up on the wrong side of the bed means. Once I’m asleep, the sky could fall and I wouldn’t wake up.”
Seeing that Ye Zhou’s first reaction upon waking was a comedic outburst, she covered her slightly upturned lips with her left hand and handed him a Xin Xiang Yin tissue with her right.
“I noticed a bit of drool on your mouth from sleeping. Why don’t you wipe it off first?”
“Uh…”
Ye Zhou’s face instantly became awkward. He stiffly took the tissue, coughed lightly, and immediately changed the subject.
“By the way, I need to give you the new script Club Leader Jiang specifically asked me to deliver.”
“Huh? Where did it go?”
Ye Zhou looked under the sofa, not even missing the gaps.
“It’s not on the desk either. Could it be on the sofa under you?” Su Zhihan suggested as she helped him look.
Ye Zhou realized he felt something hard pressing against him.
He stood up and took a look; it was indeed there. He scratched his head, feeling embarrassed.
“Ahaha… how did this happen?”
“It actually grew legs and ran under me. Isn’t that strange?”
“Phew, that’s a relief. At least it’s not damaged at all.”
“If I couldn’t even handle such a simple task, Club Leader Jiang would definitely nag me non-stop.”
……