Chapter 1 Part 1: Beginnings of Friendship
Xia Wenxue walked along the university campus road, scrolling through his phone as he read the messages in the club group chat.
[Zhuang Yuxia: Everyone! I have an announcement~]
[Zhuang Yuxia: To celebrate Jiaojiao and Xiaoqiong successfully entering our university ]
[Zhuang Yuxia: Over the summer, I personally paid to renovate our university's literature club to look just like our high school literature club!]
[Situ Qiong: ?]
[Situ Qiong: Zhuang Yuxia, do you seriously have too much money and free time!]
[Zhuang Yuxia: Hehe, isn't this to help you have a nostalgic place on campus and quickly adapt to university life?]
[Situ Qiong: =...=]
[Situ Qiong: I was actually looking forward to the new activity room, but now it's all the same]
[Situ Qiong: By the way, where's senpai?]
[Situ Qiong: You said you'd come pick us up, didn't you? (smile)]
[Xia Wenxue: Don't rush, almost there]
Putting away his phone, Xia Wenxue finally crossed the campus and arrived at the school gate.
Under the shade of the trees beside the gate, two girls still holding parasols stood out quite a bit.
One had shoulder-length black short hair, and her figure looked a bit petite. If someone else saw her, they might think a middle school student had wandered here from some other school.
That said, the girl, Situ Qiong, was indeed a first-year freshman who had just entered university from high school.
Standing next to her was a girl who was the opposite in temperament. She had a curvaceous figure what should be full was full, what should be perky was perky.
Unlike Situ Qiong, this girl wore sunglasses and a sun hat on her head, seemingly hiding all her long hair away.
Situ Qiong kept tapping at her phone with her thumb, apparently still sending messages, while the girl beside her leaned close affectionately, looking at the screen of her phone.
"In this weather, aren't you hot?" Xia Wenxue strode forward, reached out, and removed the girl's sun hat with a smile.
As soon as the hat came off, pink hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
"Ah?!" She was startled, but when she saw it was Xia Wenxue, the panic on her face turned into a pouty tease: "What are you doing, give my hat back!"
Hearing the commotion, Situ Qiong immediately looked up, her face brightening as she rushed forward and hugged him: "Senpai!"
"It's really not easy being a big idol you even have to hide your identity when going out." Xia Wenxue smiled, handed back the sun hat, and patted Situ Qiong's head.
Si Jiao tidied her long hair and said, "Of course. I don't want to be surrounded by fans and unable to leave..."
"Senpai..." Nestled in his arms, Situ Qiong looked up and murmured, "Don't only care about Jiaojiao! Look at me, look at me!"
"Yes, yes..." Xia Wenxue pinched Situ Qiong's cheek, bent down to kiss her forehead, and said, "We've only been apart one morning why are you so impatient?"
"Hehe..." She covered the spot he kissed in advance and let out a silly laugh.
"My dear boyfriend, if you're going to get all lovey-dovey, don't do it here." Seeing how intimate they were, Si Jiao pouted, a hint of jealousy in her tone: "Didn't you say you were taking us to the literature club?"
"Our nation's cutest national idol, Jiaojiao, do you want a kiss too?"
"Such a smooth talker! The fact that both of us are your girlfriends is really too good for you!" She glared at Xia Wenxue, but still stepped forward, stood slightly on tiptoe, and gave him a kiss.
Then she settled back on her heels, put both hands behind her back, a faint smile appearing on her face. "Just laugh about it in your heart! Mm?"
"Mm..." Situ Qiong hugged Xia Wenxue tightly, burying herself in his arms, as if to assert her ownership.
But the next moment, Si Jiao reached out and pulled Situ Qiong away. "Alright! What's with that look?"
"Didn't we agree? When I'm around, Brother Xia prioritizes me!"
Si Jiao said helplessly, "I usually let you and Brother Xia be all intimate... you two do everything, and I haven't even done that kind of thing yet!"
"Uu..."
Like a little kitten, Situ Qiong showed a pouting, aggrieved face.
Seeing her like that, Si Jiao had no choice but to set her down; she immediately darted back to Xia Wenxue's side and hooked her arm through his.
"If you really want to, I'm free tonight," Xia Wenxue said with a smile.
"Unfortunately, I'm not!" Si Jiao put a hand on her hip and sighed helplessly. "I have an interview."
"What about after the interview?"
"Mm..." Si Jiao paused, raised her eyes to glance at him, and whispered, "Didn't we agree? Only after we're married."
"Anyway, you've got Xiaoqiong right now, don't you? If it comes to it, trouble Xiaoqiong a bit." She stuck out her tongue playfully.
"Hehe, sure!" Hearing this, Situ Qiong said happily, "Anyway, big idol, you won't be getting married for a while, right? During this time, I'll happily monopolize senpai~"
"It won't be a long time." Si Jiao lifted her left hand and waggled it; the ring on her middle finger was especially eye-catching. "Didn't we agree? We'll get married after graduation!"
"Hmph..."
Seeing that ring, Situ Qiong puffed out her cheeks, jealousy rising, and clung to Xia Wenxue's arm, leaning against him without speaking.
"Alright, you two, the takeout just arrived, and senpai and Mo Ran have probably about finished tidying up." Xia Wenxue said, "If we're late, we'll get nagged again."
"Yes "
...
The three arrived at the literature club, and after pushing the door open, both Si Jiao and Situ Qiong let out a simultaneous "Wow."
The literature club before them was decorated almost identically to their high school literature club in terms of interior space, there was virtually no difference.
Inside, a woman with deep blue hair sat in an office chair, focused on the computer in front of her.
Her magnificent chest at least F-cup rested on the desk to alleviate the pressure on her chest.
In the space before the desk, three sofas two short and one long encircled a coffee table in the middle, the coffee table piled with a spread of Pizza Hut snacks and pizza.
The black-haired woman with a single ponytail who was organizing the table looked up toward the entrance. She eyed the three at the door expressionlessly and nodded lightly.
"Hm? Ah, Jiaojiao, Xiaoqiong~ Good afternoon~" Noticing people coming through the door, Zhuang Yuxia poked her head out from behind the monitor and waved with a smile.
"Good afternoon, big-chest freak."
"What's with such a disrespectful way of addressing your senpai!" Zhuang Yuxia rolled her eyes at her and said irritably.
Situ Qiong snorted lightly and didn't answer.
"Xiaoqiong, Yuxia-jie has been your senpai for years. Be a bit polite," Si Jiao said, taking off her sun hat and sunglasses, a hint of scolding in her tone.
"Fine, fine, stupid Jiaojiao!"
"Why are you calling me stupid!"
Guiltily, Xia Wenxue averted his gaze.
He knew the reason very well feeling Zhuang Yuxia's faintly teasing gaze, he acted as if nothing had happened and walked to the table.
"Let's eat," Mo Ran said. "Here, the gloves."
"You all eat first," Zhuang Yuxia said. "I... have a few things to deal with here."
"Okay~"
The four first found seats by the coffee table on the left. Si Jiao took a paper plate, put some snacks and a slice of pizza on it, and carried the plate toward Zhuang Yuxia's desk.
"Yuxia-jie, I brought you some food..."
Si Jiao walked around the desk, and as she came near, she saw Zhuang Yuxia's screen flash, as if switching from some interface to an Excel spreadsheet.
...?