"I..." Before Tianxin could speak, Chen Xinming continued to talk to himself: "Oh, right, you're a senior, aren't you? Hehe, little auntie, you've got to take care of me at school!!"
"Okay..." Tianxin nodded with difficulty, feeling that this guy changed topics too quickly, making it hard for her to keep up with the pace.
The next day was freshman registration.
Tianxin and Shen Xin sat at the registration desk for their major, watching those fresh faces filled with the excitement of youth signing up, and couldn't help but be reminded of the scene when they registered last year.
With a commotion, the crowd parted to make way.
Tianxin craned her neck to see the end of the crowd, then couldn't help but break into a sweat.
Chen Xinming was wearing a black suit with black pants, a black shirt, a white bow tie, dragging his LV suitcase, and elegantly, yet hurriedly walked through the crowd towards the registration desk.
