Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 720 - 289. Shenfan: Xia Qianqiu Bai_3

Then, it was Xu Qiubai’s daily routine schedule.

What time to get up, what time to go to the track to run, which cafeteria to eat breakfast at, what classes to attend, which floor of the library he liked to study on, which cafe’s coffee he preferred... and so on.

Her roommate, eating an apple, wrapped her arm around her neck and promised with a smile, "Don’t worry, don’t worry, a woman’s pursuit of a man is like a thin layer of gauze, with our Brother Yuan as your wingman, capturing the male god is only a matter of time!"

Faced with her roommate’s grand and heroic words, Xia Qian just smiled without speaking.

...

Senior Lu Yuan truly understood his friend well. The schedule he gave Xia Qian had no more than a half-hour discrepancy.

So... she became familiar with all of Qiubai’s times.

From sunny days, to cloudy days, to rainy days... always wanting to reach him before everyone else.

Every day planning a chance encounter, yet... he never gave her another look.

In the café, Xu Qiubai wore a clean white shirt, bathed in sunlight, quietly reading by the window. Xia Qian sat right behind him, reading the same book, drinking the same coffee.

Xia Qian would attend classes just to be near him. Model student Xu Qiubai always sat in the front rows, while she often sat in an inconspicuous corner, maintaining a chin-in-hand posture for the entire class, staring dazedly at the back of his head.

Before lunch, Xia Qian would sneak out of class a few minutes early to secure a spot in the dining hall, removing the placeholder cup just before he came over with his meal.

In the library, Xia Qian stood across the bookshelf, peeking at him through the gaps, her name appearing right after ’Xu Qiubai’ on the card of every book he borrowed.

Every evening, she would go to the track, pretending to do leg stretches, warming up, waiting for him to come running with his headphones on, and she would follow behind him, sometimes wondering what song he was listening to...

From summer, to winter, and back to summer of the next year...

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"Qiu Bai has a basketball game this weekend. We’ll be warming up on the court this afternoon, maybe around five or six. Want to come watch?"

Senior Lu Yuan called Xia Qian.

He raised his voice deliberately, as if he wasn’t speaking to Xia but to some blockhead.

Xia Qian smiled on the other end of the line, "Sure, I’m free of classes then."

"Alright! I’ll save you a seat."

After hanging up, Lu Yuan sprawled on the bed and kicked Xu Qiubai’s leg, deliberately stretching his tone, "If you keep this up, you’ll end up single for life. When your brothers have wives, kids, and warm beds, don’t get jealous."

Xu Qiubai continued working on his problems, not lifting his head, calmly saying, "Mind your own business; if you fail two more courses, you’ll have to repeat the year." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Hit where it hurt, Lu Yuan howled at the sky, "Damn!"

In the boys’ dormitory, apart from the whirring fan, there were more sounds of gaming or discussions about which department had the prettiest junior classmates.

Someone mentioned the name: Xia Qian.

The pen paused, the numbers and symbols on the notebook slowly blurred, a tear-streaked face appeared in his mind.

Those tears seemed to drip onto his heart, and even after a year, they hadn’t dried up.

Because she resembled Lin Chu somewhat, many people around him had pretended to ’inadvertently’ check out this junior.

Friends he knew all said, Xia was unbelievably quiet and reserved. If you didn’t find out in advance which classes she was taking, you wouldn’t see her.

Yet, Xu Qiubai seemed to... encounter her almost every day.

Café, cafeteria, classroom, library, track...

Though not fond of the bitterness of coffee, every time he went, he saw her sitting at a window seat. The autumn sunlight was comfortable, and she’d soon fall asleep on the table. When the evening sun was glaring, he’d turn to shield her from the light.

He liked archaeology books, rarely borrowed by others, usually placed on the highest shelves in the library. Her tiptoe reaching for them... was very cute.

On the tree-lined campus path, she would come laughing and chatting with friends, her gaze inadvertently meeting his, with twinkling stars inside. As she passed by him, it felt like a deer bounding through a meadow, the breeze carrying a burst of fragrance.

She wasn’t good at running; after two laps, she’d be panting heavily. He would instinctively slow down to wait for her.

She seemed not to like rainy days, or perhaps she actually loved the rain, daydreaming by the window for a long time until the rain lightened, then running into the drizzle, letting the rain soak her... he would bring an extra umbrella, ’forgetting’ one at her spot.