Chapter 1396 - 908: Xiao Song_2
"You’re not in the dorm?"
"Studio."
"Oh, oh, I’ll come over later." Song Xiyun added, "I’ll find an excuse to sneak away midway."
"Sure." Jiang Nian sent an OK.
Although the shared rental room became a thing of the past, with the two girls living in dormitories, they had separate times due to different majors.
Going round and round, it still came back.
Jiang Nian clicked his tongue and got up to prepare. He casually made some fresh shrimp porridge and waited for Song Xiyun to come over.
It’s too late, definitely too lazy to cook.
Just make do.
"Xiao Song..." He was lighting the charcoal, muttering to himself, "Speaking of which, she really likes being held."
Everyone’s excitement points differ. Jiang Nian wasn’t clear at first, but after frequent occurrences, he understood.
Sometimes, he would deliberately tease.
After a while, Xiao Song arrived.
She took a taxi over, but it can’t drive inside. So she had to walk in, cautiously.
Until she saw the bright studio and the booth set up outside.
"You’re here?"
"Mm."
Song Xiyun was a bit nervous, so even after sitting down, she didn’t know what to talk about and said.
"You’re not going back to the dorm?"
Jiang Nian looked up, a bit puzzled, and glanced at her.
"If I go back to the dorm, what will you eat?"
These words, spoken late at night, could be quite ambiguous, especially with the full set of rest facilities in the studio behind.
Song Xiyun’s cheeks flushed slightly, and she pursed her lips.
"Oh, right."
......
Wisps of white smoke rose as the porridge bubbled.
"Stop looking, I removed the shrimp tails." Jiang Nian saw her constantly peeking into the pot and couldn’t help but tease.
"I know." Song Xiyun felt a bit embarrassed, "Can I still go back now?"
"Why?"
"I left in a hurry just now, didn’t clarify with my roommates. I’m afraid they’ll guess wildly once they return."
Jiang Nian pondered; their guess wouldn’t be wrong.
"Your midnight snack."
Song Xiyun: "...."
She didn’t actually regret coming over, just realized she didn’t wash her hair nor curl her eyelashes.
The myriad of girls’ affairs never fully done; she felt a bit uncertain, lacking confidence.
For them, beauty is armor.
"You’re already here; how could you go back?" Jiang Nian said, "Stay with peace of mind, speaking of which."
He paused and asked.
"Did you only tell your roommates?"
"Mm."
"What about Xu Qianqian?"
Upon hearing, Song Xiyun pursed her lips. She didn’t respond directly, only mumbled.
"No need to tell."
Jiang Nian: "???
No need to tell, what on earth? But then he thought, maybe Xu Qianqian didn’t tell last time either.
Then it’s fine.
The two huddled together for a casual meal. Song Xiyun seemed quite satisfied, commented.
"Tastes better than the restaurant."
Jiang Nian just chuckled and reminded.
"I’ll wash the dishes first. There’s a bathroom in the rest area, toothbrushes and towels are in the cabinet, all new."
Upon hearing this, Song Xiyun’s cheeks turned red.
"Oh."
Jiang Nian left; only she was in the studio. Too full to want to shower immediately.
She wandered around, rushed last time, could now look carefully.
A round table, two computers, three screens. Some scenery, some ornaments.
Song Xiyun looked at each, spotted a koala toy.
"Hmm?"
She squatted down, feeling amused and cute, so she reached out and poked the koala’s back.
On the other side, footsteps sounded from the studio’s other end.
Song Xiyun was startled, instantly ran to the bathroom, prepared to wash up and then get in bed.
Because washing and drying clothes is slow.
She came empty-handed today, during the waiting time. Couldn’t very well stand here like this.
Not to mention cold, and quite embarrassing.
Even if the two weren’t pure, candid many times still brought shame.
Mostly, she didn’t let Jiang Nian turn on the lights.
And Jiang Nian respected her, suggested turning on just the night light, vague and unclear.
Of course, she was the only one who couldn’t see clearly.
Jiang Nian finished cleaning, came out of the storeroom, glanced around casually, then headed towards the door to sit.
Xiao Song is shy, always waiting for her to tidy up.
He was about to head to the door, suddenly glanced back, slightly stunned, walked towards the display area.
The koala had tilted, obviously moved.
"Hmm?"
Jiang Nian picked up the koala, grabbed a paper bag from a drawer, and packed the toy inside.
Along with that, tied a bow.
Estimating the time was about right, he entered the rest area and saw Song Xiyun curled up in the blanket.
"Finished washing?"
"Mm." Song Xiyun’s voice was tiny, buried her head deeper into the blanket, "You go wash."
"Okay."
There was a sound, something placed at the bedside, then Jiang Nian’s footsteps gradually faded.
Of course, Song Xiyun knew what would happen next, her cheeks and ears turned hot.
After a while, she dared to peek out.
She only saw a paper bag on the bedside, tied with a pink bow, with two words written.
"Gift."
Song Xiyun was stunned, slowly rose from the bed, revealing creamy skin.
Visually like gathered tofu, naturally compressed by gravity, plenteous.
The night light, its warm glow.
Song Xiyun’s face was even whiter under the light, looking rosy like a peach.
Opening it, she saw the koala.
"How did he know?"
....
With a splash, Jiang Nian finished his wash-up.
Grabbed a clean bag, put Song Xiyun’s dried underwear inside, placed it in the basket.
Rarely does anyone have spare time to set up an entire washing area.
Except for Xu Shuang.
Though she didn’t use it last time, left prematurely annoyed after finishing assignments.
Initially, Jiang Nian felt it was redundant; now trying it out.
Hmm... pretty nice.
Being around wealthy women, one richer than another, indeed makes simplicity difficult.
Returning to the rest area, Song Xiyun seemed asleep. Motionless, no sound at all.
Jiang Nian, practiced and familiar, slipped into bed.
"Hmm~" Song Xiyun bit her lower lip, melding into other sounds, becoming hazy.
.....
Next morning.
Jiang Nian got up for early eight, Song Xiyun had no classes. Still sleeping groggily, murmuring a bit.
Silently, he was about to leave. With a glance, he saw the koala again.
Couldn’t help but chuckle, reached over and straightened it.
However, the koala is merely a toy. Not as fun as Xiao Song, nor as tightly held.
Pity, still a duo.
He muttered internally, rushed back to school. Around nine, received Xiao Song’s message.
"Back at school."
The studio door is password-locked, no keys needed. Xiao Song slept a bit more before returning.
Originally, she thought of seizing the chance to chat well with Jiang Nian, but...
Too tired, couldn’t open her eyes, mind foggy.
Couldn’t recall anything.
Seems they did talk last night, but couldn’t remember what, faint and fragmented words.
A few seconds later, Jiang Nian responded with an OK.
"Take the gift."
"Mm."
Song Xiyun had entered school, casually patted the little bag beside, replied.
"Thanks."
She thought for a moment, couldn’t help but type, "Did I... say anything yesterday?"
"What?"
Song Xiyun pursed her lips, "Just... when I was sleepy later, did I say something stupid?"
"Yes, said quite a lot."
Seeing this, Song Xiyun suddenly got nervous, "What did I say, I was so sleepy yesterday."
"Stuff about dad, or something."
"Impossible!!"
"Why lie to you, no evidence. Didn’t record anyway, if you think it’s not, then it’s not."
Song Xiyun walking along the road, face flushed instantly.
"Alright."
On the other side, Jiang Nian sat in the classroom, lacking interest, put away his phone and clicked his tongue.
Xiao Song is too honest; she actually believed it.
Last night, she spoke intermittently, mentioned "Qianqian," but never finished a whole sentence.
However, might try next time.