Chapter 472: Chaos

At the end of class, people were coming and going in the corridor, students walking in a hurry,

However, when they passed by here, they would involuntarily slow down their pace.

Tang Song, wearing a suit and having an outstanding temperament, appeared in this university environment that was full of youthful vitality but slightly immature,

appearing exceptionally different.

The female college students who had come out early to see the male god looked at the scene in front of them with different expressions.

Qian Lele was actually quite famous in their college.

Previously, her photos of setting up a stall were posted on the school forum, attracting no small amount of attention.

Because she was frugal in life and worked part-time every day, and nobody knew who started it, she got the nickname "Cinderella."

Besides praise, naturally, there was also a teasing meaning.

Especially some girls in their major didn't really care for this "Cinderella" who was showing off.

Looking at the scene in front of them, it was hard to avoid having some strange feelings in their hearts.

Because they were close enough, Shi Xueqi and Li Wenjia, after the shock, couldn't help but secretly size up the male god who was close at hand.

Immediately after, they met a pair of eyes carrying a gentle smile.

These were eyes that made people remember deeply, black and white, crystal clear and brilliant.

The two girls' faces instantly turned as red as ripe apples.

Shi Xueqi stammered: "Lele, is this your friend?"

"Hello, two classmates, I am Lele's friend, Tang Song." His voice carried a kind of reassuring calmness.

"Hello—I am Lele's classmate Shi Xueqi." "Hello, Brother Tang Song, I am Li Wenjia."

The two hurriedly bowed and greeted him, their expressions a bit awkward and flustered.

They were both students of the Computer Department, their looks could only be considered average, they had never come into contact with such an outstanding boy, and now they felt their palms were sweating.

Chatting for a few sentences simply, Tang Song nodded with a smile: "Then we'll leave first, bye-bye."

"Bye-bye~" "Bye-bye~"

"Xueqi, Wenjia, bye-bye."

Qian Lele said goodbye to the two classmates, followed closely behind Tang Song, passed through the bustling crowd, and walked toward the stairwell.

She could feel that at this moment, gazes were looking at her one after another.

There was envy, curiosity, and also complex and indistinguishable emotions.

She was not a character who loved to show off; facing this situation, she was very uncomfortable.

As the figures of the two gradually disappeared, discussion and whispering began to spread.

Walking out of the teaching building gate, the cool evening breeze blew toward her face, making her hot cheeks cool down slightly.

Looking at Tang Song who was close to her side, breathing in the scent coming from him, Qian Lele's fingers pinched tightly.

Only after feeling the clear pain did she confirm that these were not dreams.

Ever since the Qixi Festival, she hadn't seen Tang Song for a month either; she only caught a glimpse of him at the coffee shop branch in the ancient city, and didn't get to say a couple of words.

During this time, she experienced the start of school, moving into the dormitory, making new friends, and so on.

She actually had many words she really wanted to say to him, and also really wanted to chat with him.

Sometimes, she learned new things, saw beautiful scenery, had insights, and really wanted to confide in him, so she would take the No. 31 bus and pass 13 stops to Yanjing Tiancheng.

But she didn't dare to disturb him.

She just silently hoped that he could appear in front of her suddenly like this.

"Lele, school has been open for 20 days since summer vacation, right?" Tang Song suddenly asked.

Qian Lele hurriedly withdrew her thoughts and said softly: "Yes, exactly 20 days."

Tang Song turned his head with a smile, looking at her with bright eyes: "Now you are also a junior student, do you have any thoughts?"

Qian Lele pursed her lips, trying hard to organize her language: "Professional courses have increased a lot, and the difficulty has also increased. Unlike freshman and sophomore years, current learning is more about preparing for future employment. Postgraduate entrance exams, employment, civil service exams, classmates have been discussing these recently—"

"Mm." Tang Song nodded gently: "Junior year is an important turning point during college, the pace of life will definitely change, are you still adapting?"

"I don't really feel anything, after all, I've been working part-time, especially since I'm doing front-end work now, which is equivalent to a semi-employed state—"

The two walked side by side on the small path of the campus, chatting in low voices.

On the way, Tang Song saw familiar scenes from the "Scholar Dungeon," "Cloud Library," "Leisure Woods," "Bloody Basketball Court"—

Looking at the "Piggy Bank" Qian Lele beside him, a look of emotion flashed in his eyes.

During those half a month at the Normal University, it was truly an unforgettable memory for him.

Students around came and went, and from time to time, someone would cast strange gazes at them.

Qian Lele looked down at her toes, talking to Tang Song about her recent situation and the knowledge she had learned, her cheeks flushing because of nervousness and joy.

After the financing of the coffee shop was completed, they had their own technical department. Currently, she was a part-time front-end, with a fixed salary of 2,500 yuan per month.

She didn't need to clock in for work, and the work wasn't much; it was considered a part-time job that all students dreamed of.

Occasionally, Tang Song's side would also let her help open pages and write JS interactions, paid per task.

As for the work as a baker in the coffee shop, she now only went two or three times a week, still calculated at an hourly wage of 15 yuan.

Adding the three together, the monthly salary in hand exceeded 4,000 yuan, which was already equivalent to the income of a full-time employee.

However, she heard that the coffee shop had started to build its own central kitchen, and in the future, most of the baking work in the stores would be canceled.

Because the central kitchen was too far from the school, she definitely wouldn't be able to work part-time then.

But even so, she was very satisfied.

Excluding her own living expenses, she could also take good care of her family, allowing her mother to be a bit more relaxed.

In the autumn Normal University campus, the tree branches were no longer lush.

Sparse leaves trembled in the wind, emitting a fine "rustling" sound.

Walking to a fork in the road.

Qian Lele pursed her lips and asked: "Brother, where are we going to eat?"

"Mm—" Tang Song pondered for a moment, turned his head and said: "How about eating in the cafeteria? You treat."

"Okay! Then let's go this way. My campus card just got topped up with money, you can eat whatever you want!" Qian Lele's eyes instantly lit up.

"Then I'll let you spend money once today." Tang Song smiled and followed her toward the small path on the left.

On the cloudy evening, the sky had completely dimmed.

The two walked forward a few steps, and the street lamps on both sides lit up one after another.

The dim yellow light sprinkled on them, pulling their shadows long and interlaced.

Qian Lele's footsteps were light, walking in front to lead the way, looking back at Tang Song from time to time, a smile she couldn't hide hanging on her mouth. She had always wanted to do something for Tang Song, but also knew he lacked nothing.

Being able to invite him to a meal made her exceptionally happy.

Chatting and laughing, the two came to the familiar First Cafeteria.

Different from the coldness during the summer vacation, the cafeteria was now bustling with noise and excitement, the whole building was brightly lit, and all the stalls were open for business.

Qian Lele led Tang Song to the 3rd floor, which was the Ningwei Creative Restaurant.

It mainly operated local flavors and trendy specialty snacks, which were a bit more expensive than downstairs and also tasted better.

Qian Lele introduced while pointing at different windows, and inquired about his preferences.

Qian Lele was very generous; as long as Tang Song was interested, she swiped her card directly to take it.

Zhazha cake, cough powder, meat burger, stone pot rice, drinks.

After finding a seat by the window and sitting down, Qian Lele handed the chopsticks to Tang Song: "Taste and see if it's delicious."

Tang Song tasted a mouthful of the rice noodles in the bowl; the rich soup base slid across the tip of his tongue, bringing a burst of fresh fragrance.

Then he bit into the Zhazha cake filled with potato slices and ham, a satisfied smile appearing on his face: "Really delicious."

Qian Lele's eyes instantly bent into two crescent moons: "As long as you like it."

She had almost never come to the third-floor cafeteria, but she always heard classmates say it was delicious, which was why she brought Tang Song here.

After seeing he really liked it, a sense of indescribable satisfaction surged in her heart.

"You eat the stone pot rice first, let's swap later." Tang Song pushed the stone pot and placed a bottle of drink in front of her.

Hearing the two words "swap," Qian Lele's face turned red, she said "Mm," and lowered her head to start eating.

Situations of falling in love in college were very common, especially in normal schools, where there were more women than men.

She often could see couples buying two portions of rice and then swapping.

This kind of intimate action made her a bit shy.

The cafeteria was bustling with noise.

The two chatted while eating delicious food.

In this warm and lively environment, Qian Lele also seemed to become cheerful, showing the youthful vitality that a girl of this age should have.

7:30 PM.

The two walked out of the cafeteria side by side, walking toward the direction of the female dormitory.

Qian Lele looked at the gradually approaching dormitory building, thick reluctance flowing in her eyes.

An hour and a half, as if it passed in the blink of an eye.

She knew Tang Song was very busy, today was a workday, and he had to work tomorrow; it was already not easy for him to come see her.

But for the first time, there was "dissatisfaction" in her heart, always feeling it wasn't enough.

She still wanted to stay with him and do more things.

Thinking of this separation, it might be another month before she could see him, she felt particularly uncomfortable.

Although she deliberately slowed down her pace, the female dormitory still appeared in front of her bit by bit.

She turned around and looked at the boy opposite.

Under the soft light, his body carried some blur and halo.

"Thump thump—" Qian Lele heard her heartbeat again.

A burst of hot blood surged to her forehead.

"Brother!" Because she was too excited, her voice was a bit loud.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, surprised: "What's wrong, Lele?"

Qian Lele bit her plump and full lips: "I—I—I haven't been to the pedestrian street for several days, you—can you spare some time to accompany me to stroll around, and there's also Sister Wen who sells grilled sausages, she has also been missing you—"

Her voice became smaller and smaller as she spoke, looking down at her toes.

She felt ashamed for her willfulness and selfishness.

"Uh—" Tang Song blinked, reached out and ruffled her hair: "What are you thinking about? I didn't just come to find you for a meal, it's not even 8 o'clock yet, hurry up and put your backpack back in the dormitory, accompany me to stroll around the surroundings."

Hearing his words, Qian Lele looked up suddenly, a surprised smile appearing on her face: "Okay brother, wait for me a moment,"

"Right away!"

After speaking, Qian Lele turned and ran toward the dormitory building.

Looking at her graceful back, Tang Song shook his head and smiled, an inexplicable emotion surging in his heart.

The door of Dormitory 201 was pushed open forcefully.

Qian Lele ran in, put her backpack on the bed, and started searching in the cabinet.

Wu Siqi, who was lying on the bed playing with her phone, asked curiously: "What's wrong Lele? What's so urgent?"

"Nothing, I'm looking for clothes." Qian Lele replied, took out a clean and tidy white shirt from the cabinet,

and a pair of tight jeans.

She pulled the dormitory curtains, quickly took off the autumn clothes she was wearing, and started changing clothes.

Just being with Tang Song, because she was dressed casually, she actually felt very inferior in her heart.

However, she really didn't have any autumn clothes that could be taken out; she only had this set of clothes that was not bad, because sometimes she had to go to the coffee shop headquarters for meetings, so she specifically bought it in the store.

Looking at her flustered roommate, a thick fire of gossip flashed in Wu Siqi's eyes, she sat up from the bed, and asked in surprise: "Lele, don't tell me you're going on a date with a boy?"

"Ah!" Qian Lele gasped, her face instantly becoming red: "I—strolling around—"

She stammered, not even knowing what she was saying herself.

Wu Siqi smacked her lips: "Looks like I guessed right, sigh, what's so good about falling in love. School has only been open for 20 days, Jingrong has talked about a boyfriend, now even a pure girl like you is deeply trapped in it."

Hearing the three words "falling in love," Qian Lele's body trembled, and she hurriedly denied: "No, it's not what you think, it's just a friend."

"Fine fine fine, it's a friend! Haha—" Wu Siqi smiled, then turned to look dejected: "Sigh, forget it forget it, I won't worry about your affairs, my own affairs are a mess."

Qian Lele asked in a low voice: "Sister Siqi, haven't you found your internship unit yet?"

"Not yet." Wu Siqi sighed: "It's too hard to find a better unit, the few I interviewed for are not suitable."

"There will always be suitable ones, take your time." Qian Lele comforted her and didn't say anything more.

In order to let her have a better environment, Teacher Jiang specifically helped her adjust the dormitory.

However, besides her, everyone else was a senior, facing the pressure of postgraduate entrance exams and employment.

Of course, these seniors were all very good people, and the atmosphere was much better than before.

Putting on the shirt, untying the ponytail, and quickly and seriously tidying it with a comb.

Qian Lele looked at herself in the mirror, pursed her lips, hesitated, but still took out the Chanel lipstick hidden in the inner pocket of her backpack.

Carefully applying it to her lips.

Because she had never worn makeup, her movements appeared raw and clumsy.

After doing this, Qian Lele took her phone, said goodbye to Wu Siqi, and walked out quickly.

When approaching the dormitory entrance, she slowed down her pace again, and against the reflection of the glass mirror, she touched her lipstick.

The moment she walked out of the dormitory building and saw Tang Song's figure, her heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably.

He was standing on the curb, looking at his phone with his head down.

The suit jacket was casually draped over his arm, his figure appeared exceptionally straight under the dim yellow street lamp, and the whole person radiated a mature and warm aura.

Qian Lele took a deep breath and approached him.

Sensing the movement, Tang Song looked up and turned to look at her.

A gentle smile appeared on his face: "Changed clothes? Really beautiful."

The simple white shirt gently clung to her body, outlining her figure.

The neckline was slightly open, setting off her slender and long neck and exquisite face.

The jeans tightly wrapped her long legs, the smooth lines fully showing youthful vitality.

A charm unique to female college students lingered on her body.

Qian Lele was looked at by him until she felt embarrassed, her face dyed with a layer of blush again.

"That—just now I was dressed too casually, so I changed into something slightly more formal." She looked down, her voice so light it was almost about to melt into the night.

Tang Song approached a few steps, reached out and stroked her thick long hair, his movements natural and intimate: "Very beautiful, and very suitable for you."

He said it very sincerely, and Qian Lele's eyes flashed with joy that was hard to suppress, and the heart that was hanging finally fell.

No girl doesn't love beauty; she was naturally the same.

"Thank you, brother." She mustered the courage to look up and steal a glance at him, finding that his gaze was still staying on her,

she hurriedly looked down, her heart beating fast, not daring to look at him more.

"Let's go, let's go see the pedestrian street night market."

"Mm!" Qian Lele nodded vigorously, staying by his side, trying hard to calm the excitement in her heart.

Just at this moment, her left hand was suddenly wrapped in a warm touch.

Qian Lele's gaze moved down, and she saw Tang Song's slender and crystal-clear hand.

Her body trembled violently, subconsciously wanting to break free.

This was naturally not rejecting him, but the inferiority complex at work.

Because she often worked part-time, her palms were not fair and tender at all, and even a bit rough, and her knuckles were slightly deformed due to long-term typing and operating tools.

She was afraid that such a touch would make Tang Song feel uncomfortable, and even more afraid that he would be disappointed in her because of this.

Sensing her slight stiffness, Tang Song turned his head slightly, tightened his fingers a bit, and held her hand more firmly,

Qian Lele bit her lip and stopped struggling, but her heartbeat became faster and faster, faster and faster.

The night campus was not quiet; conversation, laughter, and shouting were endless.

But her ears seemed to have isolated all the noisy sounds.

Only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, as well as her own heartbeat, echoed gently in the air.

The night pedestrian street was like a brilliant galaxy, lights dotted in between, reflecting the bustling crowd and the lively scene.

The college opening season superimposed on the good weather of high autumn and refreshing air, making the entire night market radiate unparalleled vitality and vigor.

The fragrance of cumin at the barbecue stall, the sweetness of roasted chestnuts, the intensity of the spicy hot pot base—all kinds of tempting aromas drifted in the air.

Every stall was surrounded by people, and the sound of hawking and laughter rose one after another, noisy but not messy, instead full of the fireworks of life.

Tang Song held Qian Lele's hand, walking through the crowd with light steps.

The two would stop at a certain stall to pick out some small objects from time to time, and sometimes they would drill into a small shop by the street to hide and get some quiet.

Qian Lele appeared especially happy tonight, and even bought some small objects like hair ties, socks, and hair clips.

It was a pity that Sister Wen didn't set up a stall today.

Tang Song bought a cumin and sesame-flavored starch sausage at another stall and shared it with Qian Lele.

The two strolled in the night market for two full hours like this, and only after walking out of the pedestrian street did they slow down their pace slightly.

Subsequently, they circled into the small woods of the Normal University and strolled around the small path.

When returning to the dormitory building, it was already close to ten o'clock at night.

The chill of the autumn night became more intense, and the breeze blew, bringing a few chills.

"Rest early, you still have class tomorrow." Tang Song handed the plastic bag he was carrying to her.

Qian Lele nodded: "Brother, be careful on the road, pay attention to safety."

Her voice was light and warm, especially the address of "brother," which sounded very good.

A faint smile appeared on Tang Song's lips, his body leaned forward slightly, looking at her with burning eyes: "Call me a few more times."

"Ah—" Qian Lele was stunned, not understanding what he meant.

"I'm referring to the address." Tang Song added, a teasing smile flashing in his eyes.

Qian Lele's face turned red, and she called out in a low voice: "Brother—brother—"

"Okay sister, goodbye. Go to sleep early, I'll come find you when I have time. Of course, if you are willing, you can come find me anytime."

Before the words fell, Tang Song reached out and gently hugged the Cinderella's soft body, kissing her on her red cheeks.

Shampoo, skincare products, mixed with the fragrance of a young girl, instantly filled his nasal cavity, fresh and sweet.

Qian Lele stood stunned in place, her heartbeat rapid like a drum, and the ground under her feet seemed to have become soft.

"What's the situation Lele? Heard you went on a date?"

"Hurry and tell us, who is the boy? Is he from our school?"

"Really hard to imagine, a girl as pure and cute as Lele would actually fall in love."

"Any photos, let us see!"

"2"

As soon as Qian Lele pushed open the door of Dormitory 201, several seniors immediately surrounded her, asking non-stop.

Qian Lele denied it flusteredly and shyly, took her washbasin, and hurriedly hid in the restroom.

The moment she closed the door, she let out a long breath and started to go to the restroom and wash up step by step.

Climbing onto her upper bunk lightly, she pulled the bed curtain, isolating herself from the outside world.

Qian Lele took out an exquisite makeup bag from the head of the bed, took out a few skincare samples from inside, and started skincare clumsily.

Toner, eye cream, face cream.

These things, including the makeup bag, were all given to her by her friend Qian Qian.

She said they were trial samples from the beauty salon and didn't cost money.

She specifically checked; although they were just trial products, each one was not cheap, and she had always been reluctant to use them before.

Last time, she gave the kimchi to Qian Qian without hesitation, also to express her gratitude for these gifts.

After finishing simple skincare, she hugged the cute husky doll pillow and sat against the wall blankly.

Her fingers gently touched her cheeks that had been kissed; it seemed that the temperature of Tang Song's lips still remained there.

The scenes that happened tonight played back in front of her eyes like a movie.

The dormitory lights went out at some point, and the seniors' laughter became smaller and smaller.

The night flowed silently, but her thoughts spread wantonly.

Qian Lele lay on the bed, silently feeling the chaos of one person. ===== CHAPTER 473 =====