Ling Xiaoyang sat at his desk in the dormitory. His right hand was deftly twirling a pen. The corners of his mouth curled up as he stared straight ahead…
His mind was filled with Jian Dan.
He had thought that she was his senior and older than him, but it turned out that she was even younger than him.
"Hey! Look at your lovestruck face. Which girl are you thinking about?"
Han Yi—his roommate—saw Xiaoyang's lovestruck face the moment he returned.
"The one that will be mine."
"Hoho, so you already have a target?"
Hearing Xiaoyang's words, Han Yi immediately perked up.
"Which beauty has bewitched Young Mr. Ling? I sleep in the same room as you every day, yet I don't know anything about it?"
The two of them were as thick as thieves. Why didn't he know that this guy had taken a fancy to a girl? Unless…
Wait… Could it be??
"Don't tell me it's Jian Dan?"
Han Yi looked at Ling Xiaoyang in disbelief.
