What are you feeling guilty about? (1)

Yue Qianling wasn’t about to jump to the conclusion that Gu Xun was gay just because of a few words from Lin Xun.

However, because of this incident, she had a nightmare when she went to bed that night.

—She dreamt that Gu Xun and Lin Xun were together.

Damn it.

Lin Xun, in her dream, looked quite handsome!

Although she couldn’t see his face clearly in the dream, she could only make out his silhouette. He had broad shoulders and long legs, with a cool and aloof temperament. Based on that presence alone, he definitely couldn’t be ugly.

Thinking of this, Yue Qianling felt even more frustrated.

She woke up in anger, and it was only 3 o’clock in the morning. Outside the window, it was so dark that the scattered streetlights were lit.

After tossing and turning several times without being able to fall back asleep, Yue Qianling decided to take out her phone and send a message to Lin Xun.

【Glutinous Rice Twist】: Hey, are you asleep?

【Glutinous Rice Twist】: You made me so angry that I can’t sleep [smile]

After sending these messages, she threw her phone aside and forced herself to sleep.

The cold winter wind howled relentlessly, and the tree branches outside the window made weak creaking sounds.

On such a night, Yue Qianling struggled to find sleep until the sky started to get slightly brighter, and she finally felt sleepy.

However, at this moment, her alarm clock by the pillow started ringing, abruptly pulling her back from the edge of deep sleep.

Yue Qianling’s consciousness hadn’t fully awakened yet. She groggily reached for her phone and saw two unread messages.

【School Grass】: ?

【School Grass】: What are you going crazy about?

They were sent at 4:30 in the morning.

“You’re the one who’s going crazy.”

Yue Qianling muttered to herself but didn’t reply and got out of bed with sleepy eyes.

Standing by the sink, she washed her face and was about to brush her teeth when she suddenly realized—she was currently an unemployed senior!

She took a deep breath in front of the balcony and then bounced back to her bed.

Coincidentally, Yin Xue was also sluggishly getting up, making occasional noises that prevented Yue Qianling from falling back asleep. So, she simply took out her phone again.

Upon seeing Lin Xun’s messages, Yue Qianling thought about replying but did so with a poker face.

【Glutinous Rice Twist】: Nothing, just a dream.

【Glutinous Rice Twist】: I’ve already gotten over it.

She assumed Lin Xun would probably still be sleeping at this hour and had planned to switch out and watch some videos after sending a reply. However, to her surprise, he replied instantly.

【School Grass】: You dreamed about me?

Yue Qianling ran her fingers through her hair and casually replied: Yeah.

After sending that word, she suddenly felt that something wasn’t right and immediately retracted her message.

But this action seemed to deepen the misunderstanding.

【School Grass】: ?

【School Grass】: What are you feeling guilty about?

Yue Qianling: …

She couldn’t exactly say, “I dreamt that you and my crush were together.”

【Glutinous Rice Twist】: No, I dreamt that you were with another guy.

【School Grass】: So, you couldn’t sleep because of that?

Yue Qianling: ?

【School Grass】: ?

It seemed like the situation was getting even more stranger?

Looking at their conversation again, Yue Qianling couldn’t quite figure out if it was her own words that were too ambiguous or if the other person was reading too much into it. Regardless of which it was, if this conversation continued, Lin Xun might think she was trying to start an online relationship with him.

【Glutinous Rice Twist】: You actually believed that.

She looked at the time again and asked, “Why are you up so early?”

【School Grass】: Work.

That sounds tough.

Yue Qianling didn’t reply to him further and spent some time pondering. She then slowly got out of bed to freshen up.

Outside the balcony, the biting cold wind blew fiercely, and one could see leaves being blown off the trees.

Inside the dormitory, Yin Xue’s singing echoed, and Yue Qianling hummed along with her, sometimes singing a ling, sometimes without.

She was the kind of person whose emotions came and went quickly.

For example, last night, she was feeling sad and restless, tossing and turning in bed, before going to sleep.

However, when she woke up, all those negative emotions had long vanished without a trace.

At this moment, while brushing her teeth and staring at the fine snowflakes outside the window, she repeatedly reassured herself: first, she hadn’t offended Gu Xun in any way; second, she hadn’t done anything outrageous; and third, and most importantly, she was so good-looking that he wouldn’t lose face to admit knowing her.

So, there was no logical reason for Gu Xun to deliberately avoid acknowledging their acquaintance in public.

So, there was one only reason left.

Gu Xun genuinely couldn’t remember her name.

Thinking about it now, it made sense.

The two hadn’t even seen each other in eight hundred years, and even when they did, they would only nod their heads at most. Such brief interactions wouldn’t result in a strong impression of each other. It was perfectly normal.

Yes, that had to be the reason.

It could only be the reason.

When she thought about these things, Yue Qianling would often lose herself in thought. She would stand on the balcony, exposed to the wind, for several minutes until she sneezed from the cold and shivered her way back inside the dorm.

Even though she didn’t have to work anymore, her graduation project still hung over her head.

Painting was something that required absolute focus, and the moment Yue Qianling picked up her paintbrush, she didn’t check her phone again.

It wasn’t until the bell signaling the end of classes in the afternoon that the dormitory building became lively, and Yue Qianling slowly came back to reality. She checked her phone and had a few unread messages from her colleagues.

【Huang Jie】: Qianling, are you awake?

【Huang Jie】: You left your gloves at the office. Should I send them to you?

What gloves?

Did I wear gloves to the office?

Yue Qianling’s gaze then fell on the last message.

【Huang Jie】: Or maybe you could come to the office yourself?

Going all the way to the office on a snowy day just for a pair of gloves…

Yue Qianling had just typed the letter “n” to respond with a “no” when she suddenly paused, thinking of something. She deleted the letter and began composing a new message.

【Glutinous Rice Twist】: Thank you, Sister Huang! I was wondering why I couldn’t find those pair of gloves. I’ll come and pick them up myself!

In the past, when Yue Qianling went to HC for work, she would often tie her hair into a bun, wear jeans and sneakers, and dress as comfortably as possible. She had always dressed herself like a war correspondent on the battlefield.

And at this moment, her long hair cascaded down her shoulders, while wearing delicate makeup. She even spent ten minutes in her dorm room digging out a pair of over-the-knee boots she hadn’t worn in a year. She walked with confidence and appeared on the first floor of the HC building.

She looked more like she was strutting on a runway, rather than going to work.

It was the afternoon, and the office building was still bustling and crowded. Even though sunlight streamed generously through the windows, it couldn’t dispel the weariness that clung to the people coming and going.

In the past, Yue Qianling had also been like this, buying a cup of coffee and trudging upstairs with a yawn to continue working.

But today, even the strands of her hair were brimming with excitement.