Shi Nuan’s face flushed red, not knowing how to respond!
Song Yansheng could clearly feel Shi Nuan’s resistance.
He told himself in his heart: Don’t rush, their future is still long...
Yes, still very long!
After taking a deep breath, Song Yansheng gently let go of his hand...
At the same time, Shi Nuan quickly broke free from his embrace, stepping half a step back, leaning against the door...
Song Yansheng glanced at her, faintly smiled, then turned around and began observing her dorm room.
He asked, "Which bed is yours?"
Shi Nuan calmed her mind and said, "The upper bunk inside!"
Song Yansheng raised an eyebrow, "What a coincidence, back in college, I had that spot too!"
Shi Nuan didn’t quite believe him, but didn’t argue either. She just walked to the water dispenser and turned it on.
Song Yansheng continued speaking to himself, "But I went to college overseas. Not a great school, since I didn’t finish high school, and back then my circumstances weren’t good enough for a top-notch college..."
Shi Nuan couldn’t help but look up at him, feeling that today Song Yansheng seemed to be sharing a lot about himself.
They’ve known each other for four years, but Shi Nuan didn’t really know him well.
Yet they were about to become a couple. On her finger was the engagement ring he personally put on her.
So now, was he telling her these things to help her know him better?
At this moment, Song Yansheng had already walked to the desk at what seemed like the last position, looked up and down, and asked, "Is this your spot?"
"...Yes!" Shi Nuan nodded.
Song Yansheng acknowledged with a sound, casually pulled out a chair, and sat down.
"Quite a lot of books, just like your style!"
"..." Shi Nuan was puzzled, a lot of books were like her style? It was as if he truly understood her.
"Are you taking all these books later? Seems like we didn’t bring a box!" Song Yansheng said again.
"I have a box, and I’m not taking everything, just a portion today!"
With more than two months until graduation, with thesis preparation, updating mentors on progress, group meetings, dorm gatherings, she’d be back often.
She didn’t want to move everything out, after all, she’d lived there for four years and felt attached.
Song Yansheng nodded, "Then just take a portion for now, I’ve got plenty of time anyway!"
Shi Nuan bit her lip, thinking, I’m not going to call on you every time to help me, right?
She didn’t speak, seeing the water was ready, she looked for a disposable cup to pour tea for Song Yansheng, but couldn’t find any.
Frowning slightly, she walked to her spot, very close to Song Yansheng, and took her own cup.
She said, "Second Uncle, there are no disposable cups in the dorm, can I use my cup to pour you some water?"
Song Yansheng nodded, "Of course!"
They once had such a close relationship, what was the big deal about using a cup?
Shi Nuan nodded, took the cup to rinse it, then poured water for Song Yansheng, handing it over.
"It’s a bit hot, Second Uncle, please wait a bit before drinking!"
Song Yansheng took the cup, rubbing it with his thumb.
Shi Nuan stood there, looking at Song Yansheng.
The man’s elegant brows furrowed slightly, a flash of confusion on his excessively handsome face, he asked, "What’s wrong?"
"Oh... just, Second Uncle, could you change seats? I need to tidy up..."
Song Yansheng understood and stood up with the cup. He’s quite tall, with an imposing presence, causing Shi Nuan to instinctively step back again.