Shen Yu’s computer had actually arrived yesterday afternoon.

She knew that with a computer, she could finally have a video call with Dr. Jiang on QQ.

So she was extremely nervous!

Yesterday, Xu Juan had dragged Shen Yu out for a major makeover in the nearby shopping district.

The makeover consisted of the following: getting a slightly wavy hairstyle, applying a layer of clear top coat on her nails, and buying a pure white, form-fitting sweater.

Today, Shen Yu had deliberately woken up early.

She showered, blow-dried her hair, and had Xu Juan help her put on a full face of makeup.

Throughout this preparation process, Xu Juan would burst out laughing from time to time.

"Shen Xiaoyu, didn’t you insist you two weren’t dating? Then what are you doing right now? What are you so nervous about?"

Shen Yu’s cheeks grew warm, but she stubbornly retorted, "Hey, isn’t this just being polite? It’s our first official video call. Tidying myself up is basic courtesy. Yes, courtesy."

Xu Juan teased, "Courtesy? If you were this courteous when meeting the dean, you would’ve secured that exchange spot to Southern China long ago."

"Juanzi!" Shen Yu spun around, embarrassed and annoyed.

Xu Juan raised an eyebrow. "What? Did I say something wrong? Just admit it. You can’t wait for him to see how beautiful you look today."

Unable to out-argue her, Shen Yu finally resorted to just making finger guns and shooting sounds.

PEW PEW PEW PEW!

Xu Juan, endlessly amused, returned fire with a Gatling gun.

DAKKA DAKKA DAKKA DAKKA!

Nearby, Liu Xiaotian watched Shen Yu’s antics, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.

"Shen Xiaoyu, the time you two knew each other and met in the Capital City adds up to only a few short days. Now he’s back in Southern China, thousands of kilometers away. Don’t you think... there’s a possibility that Jiang He actually has another girlfriend over there, and he’s just chatting with you online for fun?"

Liu Xiaotian didn’t ask this without reason, nor was she deliberately trying to stir up trouble.

During her freshman year, a senior from her hometown had pursued her intensely.

The guy was gentle and refined. He brought her breakfast every morning on time and would pick her up after her evening self-study sessions, rain or shine.

Overjoyed, Liu Xiaotian had accepted his advances.

But half a year later, a girl rushed into the North Normal University cafeteria and threw a bowl of spicy hot pot all over Liu Xiaotian.

Only then did she find out that the guy had a high school sweetheart back in his hometown, and they had never broken up.

Without knowing it, she had been forced into the role of the "other woman."

During that time, she was doxxed and verbally abused on the campus BBS.

Even though she was the victim, she became the target of public condemnation.

Meanwhile, the guy quickly deleted all his contact information and vanished completely. He even lied to his friends in private, claiming that Liu Xiaotian was the one who had seduced him.

Once bitten, twice shy.

Although Liu Xiaotian was prone to being swept up in romance, she now saw every long-distance relationship as a potential scam...

Shen Yu turned to look at Liu Xiaotian and said, "That’s impossible."

Liu Xiaotian frowned. "You’re that sure? Men can be two-faced, one way online and another in real life."

Shen Yu tilted her head, thinking seriously for a few seconds.

"You’re right, I don’t have any proof." She smiled faintly. "But I don’t know why, I just really trust him. Dr. Jiang wouldn’t lie to me."

This certainty wasn’t backed by any logic.

It came purely from intuition.

Liu Xiaotian looked at her clear eyes, sighed, and gave up.

"Fine, as long as you know what you’re doing."

...

「Southern Medical University, Men’s Dormitory」

Jiang He started the video call.

The campus network bandwidth in ’08 wasn’t very generous. The video feed froze for two or three seconds... before the pixels gradually sharpened.

On the screen, Shen Yu’s face appeared.

Jiang He missed her so much.

He found himself gazing at her, a little greedily.

Her eyes shimmered like clear autumn waters. She was pure without makeup, yet alluring with it. Her figure was well-proportioned, her charm entirely natural.

A pure white, form-fitting sweater clung to the curves of her body. Her waist was so slender it looked as if it could be encircled by a single grasp.

Beautiful, and incredibly vibrant.

’Don’t be fooled by how slim my wife is; she’s plenty big where it counts. A C-cup.’

’And their shape is especially perfect—a very gentle shape.’

’It makes a man want to bury his face in them and never lift his head again...’

Jiang He coughed lightly, realizing just how repressed he’d been.

The video call was connected, but neither of them spoke first.

Shen Yu looked at Jiang He on her screen, pursed her lips as a blush crept up her cheeks, and then started giggling shyly, "Hehehehe."

Watching her laugh, Jiang He couldn’t help but smile back, his eyes full of adoration.

The two of them, separated by the internet, just grinned foolishly at each other.

There was nothing to say. Or rather, any words would have felt superfluous.

They just looked at each other and smiled for nearly a minute.

Shen Yu leaned a little closer to the microphone and timidly squeezed out a single word: "Hello."

Jiang He smiled and replied, "Hello."

Shen Yu poked at the image of Jiang He on her screen and asked, "Can you see me clearly?"

Jiang He nodded, his gaze never leaving her face for a second. "I can see you. Very clearly."

After they spoke, the conversation seemed to die again.

And so, shy laughter echoed from both sides of the call once more.

It was pure joy, beyond the need for any logic.

In the midst of this sappy atmosphere, Chen Hao finally couldn’t take it anymore.

He leaned over the back of Jiang He’s chair and said, "Is Sister Juan there?"

Xu Juan appeared in Shen Yu’s camera frame, expressionless, and asked irritably, "What do you want?"

Chen Hao sounded a little wronged. "Why didn’t you text me back?"

Xu Juan rolled her eyes, her tone cold. "Because I didn’t want to."

Chen Hao was at a loss for words. "Oh, oh, okay then."

Seeing his bro get shot down in matters of love had absolutely no effect on Jiang He.

He had already tuned everything else out. Right now, his eyes were only for Teacher Shen.

Jiang He’s voice softened as he began to share something about his day.

"Today, our class president’s marriage proposal was successful."

Shen Yu, who had also tuned everyone else out, immediately asked with curiosity, "Really? Proposing in his junior year? How did he succeed?"

Jiang He recounted the tale:

"It was actually a trick. The guy knew his girlfriend had a habit of always saying the word ’right’ to agree with things."

"So he asked her a few obvious questions in a row, then suddenly pulled out a ring and asked, ’So you’re willing to marry me, right?’"

"The girl just answered out of habit, ’Right.’"

He finished the story.

Shen Yu was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing with a PFFT.

"That actually worked?"

After laughing for a little while, Shen Yu propped her chin on her hand and mused:

"Actually, the girl must have really liked the guy in her heart. Otherwise, a trick like that would never have worked."

Leave it to a girl to see right through it.

Jiang He gave his girl a mental thumbs-up.

He gazed at her earnest eyes, at her rosy lips parting slightly as she spoke, at the gentle curve of her fair neck.

Jiang He blinked and took a sip of water.

He was starting to feel a little overwhelmed.

After drinking the water, Jiang He suddenly asked, half-joking and half-serious:

"Yeah? So if I used a trick like that on you, would you say ’right’?"

On the other end of the screen.

Shen Yu’s hand, which had been propping up her chin, suddenly slipped.

"?!?!"