Chapter 1738: Softie Extra (15): Evening Party, Softie, Heart in Turmoil

That night, Jiang Ruan had a dream...

A swimming pool, soda, and Yan Chi emerged from the water, walking towards her and then touched her face, saying in a raspy voice:

"Ruan Ruan, your face is red."

When Jiang Ruan woke up, her other roommates were already up washing. They saw her wake and quietly said, "Ruan Ruan, you talked in your sleep last night."

Someone had not yet recovered from the embarrassing dream and was startled by the roommate, nervously saying, "What, what did I say?"

"Just kidding, haha—"

"..."

Jiang Ruan really jumped down from the bed to settle accounts with her, making the dorm lively early in the morning.

"I was just curious. The first-year freshmen’s early morning military training, such a big commotion, how didn’t it wake you up?" the roommate laughed.

Jiang Ruan just snorted as she went to brush her teeth and wash up, recalling that embarrassing dream from last night and feeling her ears warm.

But she didn’t have much time to think about Yan Chi, as she was called by a senior to the auditorium for the freshmen party at nine in the morning. The venue had been arranged a few days prior, with many school leaders attending that night, and the student council was very attentive; even the president was busy early in the morning.

Jiang Ruan was just a screw, not in charge of anything major, but those trivial little tasks were enough to make someone extremely busy.

Her phone vibrated, she glanced at the caller ID, remarks:

[Juanjuan]

Calling her was Qi Zeyan’s son, this nickname was given by Jiang Mutang.

Answering the call, Jiang Ruan was in a fairly good mood, "Such an early morning on a weekend?"

"Isn’t it close to the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holiday? The school needs make-up classes."

"Mm."

"Are you coming back to Beijing for Mid-Autumn Festival? Want me to pick you up along the way?"

"Your school isn’t near mine, how can it be on the way?" The Little Juanmao from the Qi family wasn’t studying in Beijing; he was academically excellent and was directly admitted to a college in another province after his senior year.

Qi Zeyan believed boys should go out and see the world and didn’t oppose him going elsewhere for education, but kept his daughter close.

"I’m going to Liangguang for a seminar with my teacher soon, and I won’t have much to do afterward, so I can come find you and hang out."

"Alright then, when you come over, I’ll pick you up."

"Will you provide meals and drinks?"

"Also accommodation, satisfied?"

Growing up together as childhood friends, naturally, there wasn’t much formality.

...

When Jiang Ruan learned that her childhood sweetheart would be visiting soon, her work was particularly enthusiastic.

However, when she was inexplicably called by a senior, who said the president was looking for her, she was still bewildered, "President, did you need something?"

"Last time, you went to interview Senior Yan Chi, right?"

"Mm." Jiang Ruan appeared gentle and docile externally.

"Don’t be nervous, I’ve already watched the interview video; it’s hard work interviewing him."

"It’s okay."

"He might come tonight, I’m too busy with many school leaders also coming over. I asked someone to receive him, he said it’s unnecessary, as he isn’t from this campus and has graduated, knowing few people. You’ve just interviewed him, if he comes tonight, please help entertain him."

"President, I..."

"Is there a problem? Don’t be afraid of him, Senior Yan is really nice. Really!"

"It’s not because of that, I..."

Before Jiang Ruan could say more, the president answered a call and hurriedly left.

Yan Chi possibly coming was known by many in the student council; anyone tasked with it would see it as a great opportunity. If one gets along well with Yan Chi, finding a job in the future might become worry-free. But this person was Yan Chi...

Strange temperament, rarely smiles.

You never know what might offend him.

Seniors and juniors above weren’t willing to do this task, so it was pushed to Jiang Ruan. If it were a good task, it would never reach her.

Jiang Ruan was innocently pushed out.

**

The freshman orientation party started promptly at 7 PM, with freshmen all seated by 6:30 PM. Just finishing military training, unsurprisingly, they were a bit suntanned, sitting quietly at their seats under the guidance of their instructors, yet they couldn’t hide their inner excitement.

Jiang Ruan was originally there as a helper during the party; once it started, she had basically nothing to do. Thanks to someone, she was arranged to sit behind the school leadership.

Beside her was Yan Chi’s seat, supposedly to make it easier for her to take care of Yan Chi?

Is he a three-year-old child?

Need such close care?

Actually, someone couldn’t make it at the last minute, so to avoid leaving an empty seat in the front row, Jiang Ruan was squeezed in.

But the party started, and Yan Chi hadn’t appeared. Jiang Ruan thought he might not show up. She had watched the rehearsal five or six times, as there was nothing fresh, and with no acquaintances around, she lowered her head to play on her phone for a while.

The party stage had a real-time bullet chat feature, allowing everyone to post on it anytime, so her playing on her phone wasn’t particularly out of place.

She was just aimlessly playing emoji battles with her roommates.

[Jiang Xiaoruan, honestly, where did you get these images? You didn’t have any battles for a few days, and you secretly updated your emojis?]

Jiang Ruan chuckled softly: [I stole them from others.]

She was just about to respond when her peripheral view caught someone bending over beside her. Turning her head...

In the dim lighting, Yan Chi had already sat down.

In the September night, with a cool breeze, he was dressed in a full suit today. After sitting, he unbuttoned his jacket, draped it across his legs, and raised his hand to unbutton one button on his collar...

His actions were elegantly casual.

As if he had shed his elite demeanor, now appearing lazy, he was very tall, perhaps not to block the view of those behind, slightly slouching, appearing even more laid-back.

Elite, languid, two elements blended subtly within him.

Perhaps due to noticing her gaze, Yan Chi turned to look at her. The surroundings were dark, with only the stage’s colorful, mottled lights leaving a slight glow in his eyes. Their eyes met, something inexplicable seemed to linger between them.

Yan Chi merely smiled at her, causing Jiang Ruan’s heart for a moment...

To be in chaos.

Remembering the dream from the previous night, instantly, her face felt hot.

The auditorium seats were close together, with no space in between. Yan Chi’s height and long legs, trying not to block the rear view, had his legs almost tucked under the chair. In the darkness...

Inadvertently, his leg touched hers.

Yan Chi truly didn’t do it on purpose, the seating was just too small.

Jiang Ruan hurriedly retracted her leg, preparing to adjust her position slightly, accidentally dropping her phone.

She quickly bent over to pick it up, but Yan Chi was faster...

In the cramped space, one bending over, Jiang Ruan couldn’t move further, letting him help her.

The phone had fallen directly below, easy to find. As Yan Chi picked it up, the screen instantly lit up. The screen was fine; it just had some unavoidable dust on it, and at that moment, a message popped up.

[Ruan Ruan, remember to hand over the secret emojis when you return!]

"Thank you." Jiang Ruan grasped one end of the phone, ready to take it, but he didn’t seem to intend to let go.

Her brows knitted slightly, as the environment was too long, she felt Yan Chi seemed to say something, but could only hear a fragmented few words, "What did you say?"

Yan Chi still leaned over, coming closer, still unclear.

"Senior, what exactly do you want to say!"

Jiang Ruan even suspected she might have a hearing problem, for their distance was already very close.

"I said..." Yan Chi leaned even closer.

Their current distance was very close.

So close that his breath wafted across her ear, warm and scorching, coupled with his unique refreshing scent, instantly heating her chest with a tingle.

It might be psychological; she even felt his lips...

Seemed to brush over her earlobe.

Sparks like wildfire, inducing anxiety.

Her peripheral view could see his face very close, figuring illuminated by the stage lights, making his eyes extremely bright.

"I said, your friends privately call you..."

"Ruan Ruan?"

The voice was extremely low, and so close.

It felt like taking one’s life.

Jiang Ruan’s mind blanked, her face flushed, heart pounding.

At this moment, the stage was performing a vibrant song and dance, intense drumbeats shaking eardrums and hearts, while the freshmen below were ecstatic, all clapping and cheering, as she...

Was stirred into a heart-thumping mess by a single call of Ruan Ruan.

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