No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1758: Arnold Simmons Extra (124)

During the second semester of sophomore year, the class planned a barbecue outing at a newly opened resort nearby.

The organizer for this event was Amy Taylor.

The night before the trip, Hannah called Arnold Simmons.

He had been very busy lately, working with Benny Cooper on their startup plans.

Arnold Simmons was the brains, Benny Cooper had the skills, and together with the guys in their dorm, the group looked very professional.

Hannah had visited them once before.

The group of boys seemed to have endless energy, vibrant and full of life, bantering back and forth non-stop, like a scene from a sitcom.

It was lively.

And it felt just right.

Unlike before, when even surrounded by nightlife, Arnold Simmons would only watch indifferently from the sidelines.

The call was picked up, his voice carrying a faint rasp of exhaustion, yet the tone remained as gentle as ever. "Do you need me to come pick you up later?"

Arnold Simmons had bought a car a while ago.

He had made the decision after Hannah nearly suffered from heatstroke at a scenic spot last time.

The night wind was cool, blowing away the heat of the day.

Hannah stood on the corner of the balcony, lightly poking the small succulent plants on it with her fingers, her softened voice sounding tender, "No need. You should rest well. Tomorrow, I’ll make sure to bring you some good food."

The soft, delicate voice on the other end of the phone made Arnold Simmons instinctively curl his lips into a smile, as if his entire day’s exhaustion had just melted away.

The only thought left in his mind was wanting to see her.

"Are you sure you don’t need me to pick you up?" His voice carried a hint of laughter, low and lazy, tinged with a trace of ambiguity.

Hannah withdrew her finger from poking the little plants. "Mhm, I’ll go back with Amy and the others later."

From across the balcony door, Amy Taylor was calling out to Hannah.

Asking her if there was anything else specific she wanted to eat, so they could buy it along the way tomorrow.

Hannah muffled the phone and answered her.

Amy said "Got it."

After finishing the conversation, Hannah put the phone back to her ear.

By the time she ended the call, it was already close to eleven o’clock. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Early the next morning, while the sun was still hiding behind the clouds and the weather was cool, everyone set out.

By the time they arrived at the resort, it was nearing noon.

The resort was spacious, built halfway up the mountain, surrounded by nature, lush with trees, situated near water. Being a weekend, there were many people out enjoying themselves.

A dozen or so people divided up tasks—some arranging the supplies, others lighting the fire.

Once everything was ready, the group settled down to barbecue and chat.

They played from daytime into the evening. The orange-yellow sunset over the distant hills dyed large swathes of clouds red, hanging low on the horizon, almost within reach.

Many people were taking pictures.

Hannah took one too, sending it to Arnold Simmons, saying how beautiful it was here.

Arnold Simmons replied quickly, saying, "Next time, let’s go together."

She said yes, then sent several more pictures over.

There was the clear pool water, the wildflowers in the mountains, and finally a photo of herself that Amy Taylor had taken for her.

In the photo, the evening glow painted the sky behind her. She stood smiling under a tree, flower petals resting on her head, looking playful and full of life.

Arnold Simmons carefully saved every single photo.

That night, back on campus, Hannah changed into something simple and brought the things she had brought back from the trip over to Arnold Simmons.

The night air had cooled; she wore an extra coat compared to what she had during the day. Her soft black hair cascaded over her shoulders, making her already delicate features look even more refined and exquisite. The faint warm yellow light illuminated her gently.