When it came to university, classmates were bound to be from all over the place, and there certainly wouldn’t be many who knew her identity. She didn’t want any special treatment.

Su Weiyi simply packed a little luggage, not forgetting to pack the nine small dolls that Sheng Yanxiao had won for her.

At Q University’s Department of Art, the gender ratio was balanced, and by the time Su Weiyi found her name and got to the dorm, her other three roommates were already there.

They were all non-locals, so they arrived a bit earlier.

The bed by the window was taken, leaving only the one by the door, but Su Weiyi didn’t mind.

A girl who looked very cheerful clapped her hands and said, "Since everyone is here, let me introduce myself first. I’m Su Man from W City. I started school a bit late, so I’m 20 years old."

The girl standing next to her spoke, "I’m Zhang Ziyu from S City, 18 years old."

The girl who was bending over organizing her stuff opposite Su Weiyi raised her head to glance at them; her voice was a bit small, "I’m from Y City, Xie Xiaoran."

Su Weiyi smiled, "I’m Su Weiyi from B City, 19 years old."

As soon as she spoke, both Su Man and Zhang Ziyu reacted immediately.

Su Man said, "Your surname is also Su, what a coincidence! We’re from the same family. And you’re from B City, so we’ll have a living map in the future."

Zhang Ziyu looked Su Weiyi up and down and asked, "Did you go to S University Affiliated Middle School for high school?"

Su Weiyi nodded. As it turned out, Zhang Ziyu also went to S University Affiliated Middle School, but she was in the liberal arts class, so they hadn’t known each other before. However, Zhang Ziyu had heard of Su Weiyi’s name.

Meanwhile, Xie Xiaoran continued to pack her things silently, seemingly having no interest in their conversation.

They were all strangers to each other, but it was easy for girls to become familiar. A trip to the supermarket or a stroll around campus would be sufficient.

After half a day, Su Weiyi, Su Man, and Zhang Ziyu were quite familiar with each other. Su Man was bold and straightforward but very caring and enthusiastic, not sweating the small stuff.

Zhang Ziyu was nice too, just a very ordinary girl.

In the dorm, only Xie Xiaoran didn’t join them. She did everything by herself, was a bit sullen, and when they talked to her, she wouldn’t ignore them but wasn’t exactly warm. She would say one word if it could suffice without saying two.

They tidied up the dorm, putting things in order, and Su Weiyi took the nine dolls out of the suitcase and placed them on her bed. Su Man, with her head close to hers, immediately exclaimed, "Oh my, Xiao Yi, does your family sell dolls? Why do you have so many?"

Su Weiyi mumbled a response, while Zhang Ziyu, with a knowing look, said, "Manman, do you even need to ask? They must have been a gift from Xiao Yi’s boyfriend."

They already knew that Zhang Ziyu had a boyfriend, they were high school classmates and now in a long-distance relationship.

Su Man clutched her chest, feigning pain, "Oh my, a deep, piercing blow. Arrows through the heart."

After her exaggerated performance, Su Man righteously declared, "I must find a boyfriend in college to make up for my youth without romance."

All three girls laughed. Su Man then looked at Xie Xiaoran, who hadn’t said a word, and asked, "Xiao Ran, what about you? Do you have a boyfriend?"

Xie Xiaoran woodenly lifted her head, nodded briefly, then lowered it again.

Su Man said, "Oh man, I can’t live like this. Let me just say, you, the lot of you who are in relationships, don’t abuse this single dog here."