In the end, Jiang Sifan made it back to his dorm with Wen Wan’s help.

Jiang Sifan’s roommates all ran out to meet them.

Seeing Jiang Sifan in such a state, Gao Lao asked Wen Wan, "Wen Wan, how did he get this drunk?"

Wen Wan’s face immediately reddened. She stammered, "The Class President... he... wasn’t in a good mood."

"Alright, we’ll take him back to the dorm now," Brother Ming said, thanking her. "Thank you, Wen Wan."

Wen Wan nodded and then left.

But as she walked away, she kept looking back at them, reluctant to leave.

Jiang Sifan’s roommates carried him back to their dorm.

One took off his shoes and changed his pants, while another wiped his face.

Another poured him a glass of warm water, hoping to sober him up a little.

But Jiang Sifan rarely drank, and he’d had far too much that night. Unable to hold his liquor, he passed out immediately.

He slept until noon the next day.

He finally opened his eyes and groggily looked around.

’How did I get back to the dorm?’

Jiang Sifan rubbed his temples and got out of bed to find some water.

Just then, his roommates returned.

Seeing that Sifan was awake, they walked over, concerned. "Sifan, are you okay?"

Sifan shook his head and gave an awkward laugh. "What could be wrong? I’m fine."

"You call that fine? You nearly scared us to death last night," Gao Lao retorted.

"What happened?"

Qiu Zai explained from the side, "You were completely wasted last night. You must’ve blacked out. I can’t believe you blacked out from just drinking beer."

"Don’t you remember? Wen Wan brought you back last night," Brother Ming added.

Only then did Sifan begin to piece together his fragmented memories.

He recalled the image of himself sobbing in Wen Wan’s arms.

"Holy shit!"

Sifan yelled.

His three roommates jumped in surprise.

"What’s wrong with you?" Gao Lao asked.

Sifan asked sheepishly, "I made a complete fool of myself last night, didn’t I?"

"You didn’t have a shred of dignity left last night," Gao Lao teased. "But don’t worry, only we and Wen Wan saw what a mess you were. We don’t matter, but we’re afraid your image is completely shattered in front of the girl."

Sifan immediately changed his clothes, quickly washed up, and rushed out the door.

He sent Wen Wan a message: "Wen Wan, where are you?"

But Wen Wan didn’t reply.

Sifan checked the time and immediately headed for the library.

’She’s probably there studying, since class usually ends around this time.’

But as he was leaving the dorm complex, he saw Wen Wan walking toward him, carrying a bag.

A faint smile touched her lips when she saw Sifan.

Sifan walked up to Wen Wan and asked, "You’re..."

"I saw you didn’t come to class this morning, so I figured you were still sleeping it off. I bought you some hangover tea..." Wen Wan explained, blushing.

Sifan was touched by her kindness.

He chuckled. "Ah, I’m fine after some sleep, but thank you anyway. Can I drink it now?"

"Okay." Wen Wan took out the hangover tea and handed it to Sifan.

Sifan downed it in one go.

After finishing the drink, he looked at Wen Wan and stammered, "Um... Wen Wan, I’m sorry about yesterday. I completely lost my composure."

Wen Wan shook her head with a smile. "It’s okay. I think it means the Class President must see me as a good friend to be able to open up like that. I’m... I’m also very happy to be the Class President’s good friend."

Her words put Sifan at ease.

Though the pain of the breakup still lingered in his heart...

...he forced a look of determination. "Alright! After we eat, let’s go hand out flyers. We’re going to build this business and make it a huge success!"

"Okay." Seeing his motivation return, Wen Wan felt happy, too.

During this time, Sifan also checked his WeChat.

He saw that Jiang Yixia had sent him several messages.

So he gave Jiang Yixia a call.

"Hey, Mom."

Jiang Yixia was in the middle of helping a customer. When she saw her son’s call, she immediately stepped aside and asked worriedly, "Sifan, are you okay? You didn’t answer my messages all night. You scared me to death."

"I got drunk last night and fell asleep. I’m sorry, Mom," Sifan apologized.

"Oh, you silly boy..." Jiang Yixia’s eyes welled up. "I’m so sorry, Sifan. I’m sorry I wasn’t there to comfort you right away."

"It’s okay, Mom. I’m a grown-up now. I can manage my own emotions and handle things myself," Sifan replied.

Jiang Yixia responded, "Okay... okay. I believe in you."

"By the way, Mom, I heard from Silu... did he open a pastry shop by your flower shop?" Sifan didn’t use his name.

But Jiang Yixia knew who he was talking about.

She explained, "Yes, he did."

"Is he harassing you? If he is, I’ll take a leave of absence right now and come home to teach him a lesson," Sifan said urgently.

"No. He does drop by to chat from time to time, but he’s always very respectful. He doesn’t do anything to upset me," Jiang Yixia replied.

Hearing this, Sifan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He then asked tentatively, "So... Mom, have you forgiven him?"

Jiang Yixia hesitated on the other end of the line. "I have no plans to do that right now," she said finally. "But whether or not I forgive him is my own business. You children can have a relationship with your father if you want."

"No, I won’t forgive him either," Sifan said confidently. "Mom, believe me. I’m going to prove to him that we can live perfectly fine without him. Just wait, my business will be a success!"

"Okay. You need to take care of yourself. And don’t let this heartbreak get you down. If you meet a girl you like, you should still pursue a relationship," Jiang Yixia reminded him.

Sifan replied calmly, "I won’t, Mom. I don’t think I’ll be dating again for a while."

"Sifan, you..." Jiang Yixia wanted to say more, but she knew how stubborn her son was. Once he made up his mind, nothing could change it.

"Alright, Mom, I have to go. I need to get to work on my business. Wait for my good news!"

"Okay. Make sure you get some rest."

After hanging up, Jiang Yixia was clearly worried about Sifan’s love life.

She was worried that this one breakup would make him never want to date again.

It would be fine if he just didn’t think about romance for a little while, but she was afraid that, over time, his sexual orientation might change, and then...

Jiang Yixia forcibly cut off her own train of thought.

’No, that’s impossible. Sifan would never be interested in men.’

As for Sifan, after hanging up, he glanced at Wen Wan, who was working diligently beside him, and recalled his mother’s words.

’Forget it. I’m not good enough for a great girl like Wen Wan.’

’And romance? To hell with it.’

「Meanwhile.」

In a girls’ dorm room.

Huang Hui was curled up on her bed.

She recalled what her academic advisor had told her earlier that day.

"Huang Hui, the university has made a decision regarding your personal conduct. You will be given a formal demerit on your record. I hope you will learn from this and reflect on your personal ethics."

By now, the story of her cheating on her boyfriend—of going shopping with a roommate’s boyfriend—had already spread like wildfire through their class.

Chen Kailin was even threatening to switch rooms, adamant that she would not live with such a person.

Hu Ke, of course, took the opportunity to kick her while she was down, also declaring she wanted nothing to do with someone like that.

All at once, the once-lively dorm room was empty, save for Huang Hui.

Overwhelmed with regret, she broke down in tears.

After thinking it over and over, Huang Hui could only come up with one solution.

She had to find Sifan, apologize, and beg him to take her back.

And so, with her eyes red from crying, she went out to find Sifan and beg him to reconcile.

’As long as I apologize, my baby will definitely forgive me!’