Koa Jackson reached out, clasping her hand tightly, gently rubbing her stiff fingers.
Without waking her, he sat sideways on the bed accompanying her.
Outside the security office—
Alexander Miller paced back and forth, anxiously waiting for the school leaders.
Next to him, Camden River and Windsor Myres stood side by side, unable to go in or leave, both very quiet.
Alexander Miller turned and saw the two.
He got in front of Camden River, looked him up and down, and said in an odd tone, "This time, thanks to you two, if you hadn’t happened to go in for a date, the issue with Mia Ginger would really have been hard to resolve."
Camden River’s lips twitched twice, but he didn’t say a word.
Windsor Myres glanced at him from the corner of her eye, muttering, "What are you saying, instructor? We weren’t on a date, just happened to be passing by."
"Passing by?" Alexander Miller chuckled incredulously, "Just passing by, and Camden River’s lips are smeared with lipstick."
The two of them stirred up a storm of romance throughout the school, and now it’s amusing.
Camden River remained silent, while Windsor Myres, who usually loved causing trouble, began to cover it up. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel·fiɾe·net
Alexander Miller leisurely looked at Windsor Myres.
Windsor Myres, unusually shy, peeked at Camden River and stammered, "Well, he just..."
"Shut up," Camden River snapped irritably.
Windsor Myres was stunned, staring at him, biting her lips and saying nothing more.
Alexander Miller was extremely surprised, turned around, and entered the security office.
Windsor Myres watched him enter the room, completely relaxed, looking at Camden River, suddenly tiptoeing and whispering in his ear, "Your ears are red."
"Oh," Windsor Myres watched him, suddenly feeling very cheerful, suggesting, "Should I not wear lipstick before kissing next time?"
"Whatever you want." The moment Camden River spoke, he wished he could bite his tongue.
What did he mean by "whatever"?
When did he agree to kiss her?!
He must have been driven crazy by this person, talking without thinking.
Lost in thought, Camden River glanced at her, his head aching, standing a bit further away with a cold expression.
Windsor Myres didn’t get upset, stood there humming a song.
The sound was melodious, filled with boundless tenderness, and sounded very beautiful.
Camden River instinctively listened.
Quite surprised, he couldn’t help but look up at her.
Windsor Myres wasn’t humming a pop song, but a very old love song, the interlude "Daughter’s Love" from "Journey to the West".
Mandarin ducks rest together, butterflies fly in pairs
The garden full of spring is enchanting
Quietly ask the Saint Monk
Is the daughter beautiful or not
Is the daughter beautiful or not
What to say of royal power and nobility
What fear of rules and discipline
Just wish for everlasting harmony
To be closely with my beloved
When he was young, the aunt downstairs in their building particularly loved it, often playing the song on loop. After hearing it so many times, he remembered every word clearly.
Camden River looked at her, slightly lost in thought.
He had to admit, Windsor Myres was indeed the kind of girl who counted as strikingly beautiful.
Boldly stunning, completely different from Mia Ginger.
Also completely different from any girl he had known before.
A girl like her, there wasn’t another like her at Cloud Capital University.