On the other side, after finishing his messages with Jiang Jingshi, Lin Zhengran walked out of the bathroom and sat on his bed.


    Just as he was about to take a nap, his phone started buzzing again.


    On the day of the graduation ceremony, among the three of them, only Little He Qing had returned to her hometown in the South. But since they had already planned a trip, she had promised at the station that she would be back in a week.


    However, for some reason, this time He Qing missed Lin Zhengran terribly. It had only been two days, but she already couldn’t stand it. Maybe it was because things with Fang Meng hadn’t been properly resolved. Maybe it was for some other reason.


    All she knew was that, for the past two days, she hadn’t been able to sleep well in her room alone. Even eating felt like a chore. Her mother thought she was just anxious about her exam results and reassured her not to stress.


    But He Qing had simply replied, "Mom, I miss Lin Zhengran. I want to see him."


    Her mother didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.


    "Didn’t you just come back from the North? And aren’t you planning to go back in a week?"


    He Qing sat at home with her head down. "I know… but I still miss him."


    And that was how Lin Zhengran ended up receiving a flood of messages from her.


    He Qing:


    He Qing sent a photo:


    He Qing:


    He Qing:


    Seeing the flood of messages, Lin Zhengran didn’t bother replying—he just called her directly.


    In her room down South, He Qing, caught off guard, immediately sat up in bed. She nervously tucked her stray hairs behind her ears before carefully answering the call.


    Leaning against his headboard, Lin Zhengran yawned.


    He Qing blinked her clear apricot eyes.


    Lin Zhengran scrolled through his phone.


    He Qing blushed.


    Lin Zhengran: "…"


    Why was he never a good person in her dreams?


    Then, in a hushed voice, He Qing asked curiously,


    Lin Zhengran hadn’t even realized he had that habit.


    He Qing beamed.


    He Qing hesitated, looking at her phone anxiously.


    Lin Zhengran frowned. He thought for a moment.


    He Qing giggled.


    He Qing shook her head vigorously—even though he couldn’t see her.


    Silence.


    Then, the call disconnected.


    He Qing blinked, momentarily stunned, before breaking into a wide smile. She immediately called him on video. Curling up on her bed, she held her phone with both hands, looking as sweet and adorable as ever.


    The moment the video connected, she saw Lin Zhengran’s exasperated face—and burst into laughter.


    Lin Zhengran sighed.


    He Qing stared at his face, refusing to look away.


    Lin Zhengran studied her expression—innocent, endearing, naturally affectionate. Sёar?h the n?vel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Blushing, He Qing shook her head.


    She suddenly pointed at his hair.


    Lin Zhengran ran his hand through his hair.


    She grinned, satisfied.


    Lin Zhengran asked,


    Lowering her voice, she covered her mouth and whispered,


    Wearing her pajamas, He Qing turned the camera to show the packed suitcase by her bed.


    Beaming, she said, She grabbed one from a plate, took a bite, and showed him the filling before chewing happily.


    Lin Zhengran chuckled.


    He Qing licked the sweetness off her lips.


    Her cheeks turned pink as she softly refused,


    Then, in a tiny voice, she mumbled,


    She bit her lip, her voice barely above a whisper.


    Lin Zhengran wasn’t sure if he’d actually heard her or if he was imagining things. But he couldn’t help smirking.


    She shook her head.


    Lin Zhengran thought for a moment.


    He Qing beamed.