95: Chapter 95 An "Encounter" with a Little Fox at the Airport

August 29. Sunny. Good for travel and groundbreaking. Bad for booking a hotel room.

Shen Weiyue stood at Chengdu Airport with his suitcase waiting for his flight, his exhaustion visible to the naked eye.

The trip from his hometown to the airport was too long; he had to wake up at 4 AM, ride his Uncle's motorcycle to the county bus station, and then transfer to a bus.

After all that, Shen Weiyue was dog-tired, and even the excitement of heading to school to register had faded significantly.

Damn it, riding a motorcycle makes your butt hurt too.

Speaking of butts, I have to mention Ning Xi.

This little girl left two days early; she should have arrived in Hangzhou by now.

Her parents are accompanying her to school. None of the three of them had experience with long-distance travel, so they actually bought three hard-seat tickets in a row.

The little girl proudly bragged to him on QQ for a long time, saying that grabbing the tickets wasn't easy and that getting three in a row was all thanks to her being awesome.

What could Shen Weiyue say? He could only chuckle and tell her to watch out for her butt.

Ning Xi's face turned bright red where he couldn't see.

"What's wrong with my butt?"

"What's wrong? Sitting on a hard seat makes your butt hurt. Sister Xi, you have to be careful. Don't sit your perfect little peach flat."

"Aiya, Shen Weiyue, how can you say such things? You stinky pervert."

Fine, fine, calling me a pervert, huh? You'll regret it when your butt starts hurting.

Ning Xi was embarrassed and annoyed at the time. Calculating the time, she should be in Hangzhou now. I wonder if she's still acting tough?

Shen Weiyue thought mischievously, opened his phone to check QQ, and sure enough, the girl had sent him a message:

"Wuwuwu, I was wrong. I've learned my lesson. Master Shen, you were right. You can't sit on hard seats. I never want to sit on one again..."

Shen Weiyue smiled without replying. It wasn't that all hard seats were bad; some hard seats were actually quite enjoyable.

When Ning Xi sent the message, she also included a photo from the school, taken at the orientation site.

Shen Weiyue zoomed in to look. It was quite grand, and the scene looked very lively.

In his past life, he didn't attend Jianghai University, but his first job after graduation was in Hangzhou. He stayed there for over half a year, so he knew the city fairly well.

But back then, he only knew the city. As for Jianghai University, he hadn't been qualified to "lick" it.

Fortunately, after being reborn, he could "lick" it.

"Okay, okay, Sister Xi. Never mind the butt thing for now. You get familiar with the Jiang University grounds first, and when I get there, you can show me the ropes."

Ning Xi must be busy with enrollment procedures right now; he hadn't received a reply for a long time after sending the message.

Shen Weiyue suddenly remembered Zhao Qingyan, one of the "Three Musketeers" of Class 6. He wondered if she had gone to register at Qingbei yet?

Since they parted ways in Shenzhen, Shen Weiyue and Zhao Qingyan had chatted on QQ quite a few times, but he was always the one to initiate.

This fox rarely initiated; she was a stubborn tsundere and stuck-up and cold.

"Fox, have you gone to register?" Shen Weiyue messaged Zhao Qingyan.

"No." Zhao Qingyan remained as concise as ever, cold and direct.

"Oh, when do your freshmen start?"

"Today."

"Damn, then why haven't you left yet? Have you already gone to Beijing to play?"

"No, leaving now."

Talking to this fox requires extreme tolerance. Fortunately, Shen Weiyue was used to it, so he sent a surprised emoji and continued:

"What a coincidence, I'm leaving now too. I'm waiting for my flight right now."

Little did he know, his words were like a stone thrown into the lake of Zhao Qingyan's heart, causing ripples to spread.

"You're at Chengdu Airport?"

"Yeah, I got here too early, I'm so sleepy."

"Where?"

"In the waiting lounge. Why?"

A thought flashed through Shen Weiyue's mind: Is this fox at the airport too? No way, could it be such a coincidence again?

"Fox, are you at Chengdu Airport too?" Shen Weiyue asked excitedly.

She didn't reply. That was Zhao Qingyan for you; she would suddenly disappear mid-conversation.

Shen Weiyue thought that whoever became her boyfriend in the future would probably die of anxiety, always worrying that when she wasn't talking, it was because she had gone running with another man.

After a while, Zhao Qingyan still hadn't replied, so he stopped waiting, leaned back on his seat, closed his eyes, and started to nap.

Little did he know, a certain fox had already checked the flight information and tracked him down.

A few minutes later, Zhao Qingyan's stunning figure appeared in the waiting area, immediately drawing the gaze of every passerby.

That's the School Beauty for you; no matter what she wears, she looks photogenic.

It was clearly just a simple short-sleeved white t-shirt with a strawberry print, paired with loose light blue jeans and a pair of white sneakers.

Such a fresh outfit, yet on her, it had an extremely vibrant and energetic feel. Coupled with her signature "white moonlight" high ponytail, she was the absolute focus standing there.

If there were a precise way to describe it, in the words of later generations, it would be "energetic"—a fresh and moving energetic girl.

Of course, if her gaze weren't so cold, it would be even better.

But it was precisely that coldness that kept some restless young men from trying to hit on her; it was a natural protective color.

Shen Weiyue was sound asleep, unaware that Zhao Qingyan had actively sought him out.

The little fox's gaze merely swept across the crowd, instantly capturing that back leaning against the chair, followed by a long, lingering gaze.

She didn't come over.

It was strange; Shen Weiyue was also wearing a white t-shirt and light blue jeans today, and even his shoes were white sneakers.

Damn it, such a pretty girl wearing a couple's outfit with this loser?

The crowd was curious, but then they saw Zhao Qingyan walk over coldly, stand in front of the loser, say nothing, and pull out a pen from somewhere to poke him.

"Sss, which dog..."

Shen Weiyue was poked awake by the pen. Just as he was about to curse, he saw his School Beauty deskmate standing there with her arms crossed, staring at him.

"Fox?"

"Stupid donkey."

Zhao Qingyan's heart softened at his surprised call. Her gaze unconsciously softened, and she replied lightly.

"Good heavens, how can it be such a coincidence again? Last time in Shenzhen, this time at the airport. Our fate really is deep."

Shen Weiyue stood up happily.

He looked Zhao Qingyan up and down. Even though he had seen so many internet celebrity beauties online in his later life, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Damn, how can you be so beautiful?"

"Don't use bad language!" Zhao Qingyan scolded with a frown.

"But you are beautiful. Can't I even exclaim about it?" Shen Weiyue ignored her scolding. Even when she frowned, she was a stunning beauty.

"Really, Fox, I feel like you've changed a lot since graduating high school."

"Oh?"

"Oh" again, that same tone. I really want to reach out and pet her!

"Every time I see you, it refreshes my perception of beauty. Look at you, last time in Shenzhen it was pink, this time you're an energetic girl..."

"You always come and blind my dog eyes, and your fashion style has become so varied. I think once you go to Qingbei, you'll continue to be the School Beauty."

Shen Weiyue rambled on and on. Zhao Qingyan only heard one meaning: You are too beautiful.

Heh, shallow man! Forget it, forget it, just let him praise me.

This donkey is a tough nut to crack; having been deskmates for 100 days, she should have understood him long ago.

A flash of helplessness passed through Zhao Qingyan's eyes, but she couldn't suppress the sweetness of being complimented by him. With a slight curl of her lips, she said: "Is the first thing you look at when you see a girl just her face?"

"That's not it." Shen Weiyue thought for a moment and answered seriously, "You have to look at her eyes first."

"Oh?"

"First, check if her eyes are looking at me. If she's not looking at me, then I can safely look at her chest and legs."

As Shen Weiyue said this, he glanced vaguely at her perky chest, as if demonstrating.

Since they last parted, this detestable donkey seemed to have become even more shameless.

A blush flashed across Zhao Qingyan's pretty face. She glared at him fiercely and scolded: "Shameless, shallow."

Shen Weiyue spread his hands and argued righteously: "But we guys are just like that."

Look at that. Not ashamed, but proud.