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    When Jiang Nian saw Li Qingrong’s message, he couldn’t help but slowly type out a question mark.

    No, arrived?

    What arrived? Did I not turn off Flash?

    A few seconds later, Li Qingrong sent another message:

    “Location?”

    So, the two of them shared their locations.

    Jiang Nian clicked in and found that they were indeed both by the river, but their positions were not very close; they were still two kilometers apart. After a while, he noticed the class president’s location moving rapidly.

    Hmm?

    The class president must have been riding a vehicle. He remembered that she was still a few months shy of being old enough. Even if she wanted to drive, she couldn’t get a driver’s license.

    Sure enough, a few minutes later, a white electric scooter stopped by the river.

    Li Qingrong was wearing a purple color-blocked windbreaker. She got off the scooter without even twisting the key, and the headlight cast a straight path of light.

    Night mist filled the air, and moonlight spilled onto the girl’s cold, porcelain-white face. The slender shadows beneath her eyelashes resembled ink stains bleeding on rice paper.

    Jiang Nian swallowed, thinking, “The class president is so fair, like an ice cream pop.”

    He felt like he wanted to slurp it up again.

    He shook his head, inexplicably feeling that the class president’s outfit was also quite captivating. But that was normal; it captivated not only women but also men.

    “Are you riding around near here?”

    Li Qingrong lowered her gaze. “My home is nearby.”

    “Oh, oh, nearby…” Jiang Nian turned his head to look. There was a row of villas along the riverbank, and he immediately fell into contemplation.

    So the class president lived by the river. It seemed she had mentioned it sometime.

    Oh, she had posted a photo.

    No, this was a bit too rich, wasn’t it?

    The riverside was relatively quiet, with less traffic. The straight-line distance from the school was a little over a kilometer, so it wasn’t even far to walk.

    But there were also disadvantages: the occupancy rate wasn’t high. There were many mosquitoes by the river, it was darker at night, and there were few people on the road.

    Also, it was expensive.

    “Why are you here?” Li Qingrong tucked the strands of hair, lifted by the night wind, behind her ear. “Just for… to photograph the lanterns?”

    Hearing this, Jiang Nian was slightly embarrassed.

    No, I also released the lanterns.

    “Ahem, I was just… taking a stroll at night.” He looked away, awkwardly saying, “And taking a walk by the river to clear my head.”

    Li Qingrong hesitated slightly. “Are you… unhappy?”

    “No, I just did too many test papers, so I came out for some fresh air on my bike.” Jiang Nian glanced at her, hesitating how to put it.

    “Want to take a walk for a bit?”

    “Mm.” Li Qingrong nodded.

    The scooter was parked by the roadside, and she pulled out the key and left.

    Jiang Nian also returned his shared bike and walked down the riverbank with Li Qingrong, the night sky like a black sea.

    A cold gust of wind blew past, and he turned his head to look at the class president.

    “Are you cold?”

    Li Qingrong’s eyes were slightly lowered as she wondered if she was cold. The windbreaker kept the wind out, but she was dressed rather lightly.

    She hadn’t thought much about it when she left, just put on whatever and came out.

    “Not cold.”

    “Alright.” Jiang Nian held his bag in his hand and handed his jacket to Li Qingrong. “Just wear this for now.”

    She hesitated for a moment, vaguely remembering that she had said she wasn’t cold.

    “I…” Seeing that her expression was not one of refusal, Jiang Nian didn’t hesitate and directly draped the jacket over Li Qingrong.

    “I occasionally come here for walks, but always during the day.”

    “Hmm?” Li Qingrong was still a bit confused, a scent she couldn’t quite place lingering at her nose. “I’ve never seen you.”

    Of course, you wouldn’t, Jiang Nian was lying.

    He never went to the riverside unless necessary; there was only a riverside park here, mostly frequented by young couples.

    What kind of walk would a single dog like him take? Saying he walked during the day was just because he was afraid Li Qingrong might impulsively come out at night, which would be too dangerous.

    However, the persona of someone who takes walks still needed to be maintained.

    “Oh, maybe the time I take walks is more in line with Yang Qi.” Jiang Nian casually brushed it off. “Noon, twelve o’clock, absorbing Yang Qi.”

    Li Qingrong: “?”

    Moonlight pierced through the sparse treetops, and the cold winter wind howled, scattering fragments of jade-like light on the ground.

    The two walked a short distance further, neither speaking.

    Jiang Nian suddenly turned his head and said,

    “You’re the first person to walk with me by the river.”

    “Mm…” Li Qingrong’s expression was slightly flustered, her face turned to the other side, always feeling as if she owed Jiang Nian something.

    After all, the first time was very special.

    However, Jiang Nian wasn’t lying. He rarely came to the riverside. If he were being precise, he had only ever walked with his mom.

    That clearly didn’t count, so it was directly excluded.

    “Mm.” Li Qingrong didn’t know what to say. A normal person would probably say “Me too” and just cancel it out.

    Her mind wasn’t working, focusing only on the feeling of being indebted.

    So, she stopped in her tracks.

    “What’s wrong?” Jiang Nian turned back, his expression somewhat puzzled. He felt the atmosphere was just right, and they could chat a bit, not meaningless conversation like before, but to deepen their understanding slightly.

    But when he turned around, Li Qingrong wasn’t moving.

    He instinctively felt a little uneasy, his heart incessantly murmuring. He thought, “Oh no, did I say something wrong?”

    Li Qingrong stood still, pursing her lips.

    “Go… go to my house?”

    The night wind howled, carrying away a string of question marks that popped up in Jiang Nian’s mind. He was dumbfounded, even wondering if his ears were working correctly.

    Jiang Nian was riding the electric scooter, still a bit dazed.

    He forgot how he agreed, only feeling like it was a dream. He originally wanted to refuse, but when their eyes met, his mind went offline.

    “Are you seated firmly?”

    “Mm.” Li Qingrong sat in the back, maintaining a fist’s distance from him. “I’m seated firmly, just go straight.”

    “Oh, oh, okay.” Jiang Nian’s mind was still a bit muddled.

    He never imagined that one day, he would be riding an electric scooter in the middle of the night, with Li Qingrong on the back, heading towards her house.

    It was a bit too surreal; even TV dramas wouldn’t dare to film something like this.

    When he asked the class president, she said nothing.

    Jiang Nian rode at a steady pace, secretly thinking. Could it be that the class president was prepared to stab him as soon as they entered?

    It wouldn’t come to that, right?

    Even if it was forced, it wouldn’t work; that would be too yandere.

    The scooter entered a villa area, and all he saw were multi-story villas. They didn’t look desolate at all; the occupancy rate was probably not low.

    The scooter was parked in the garage, and when the door opened, he saw two luxury cars.

    No, sis.

    Jiang Nian suddenly didn’t want to get to know the class president more deeply. He usually grumbled about being’stabbed,’ but when there was a real risk, he chickened out.

    Students say they want to die, but in reality, they value their lives more than anyone.

    Li Qingrong saw Jiang Nian staring at the cars and asked curiously.

    “Have you gotten your driver’s license?”

    “Not yet, maybe by the end of the month.” Jiang Nian answered subconsciously, then quickly realized. “No, I don’t really want to drive.”

    Although Li Qingrong wasn’t very good at social graces and usually didn’t bother thinking about such things, a top student excels at learning. She recalled earlier, when Jiang Nian, when she said she wasn’t cold, didn’t take back his jacket but draped it over her.

    So, Li Qingrong pursed her lips and said,

    “Wait a moment.”

    With that, the high-ponytail girl ran into the house.

    Jiang Nian thought she wanted to tidy up, as he was, after all, an outsider. But very quickly, the class president ran back out.

    “Hold out your hand,” she said.

    “Oh, oh.” He extended his hand, not understanding why, then something was slapped into his palm. He looked down and immediately couldn’t hold back.

    It was a car key.

    “The other one… I haven’t found it yet.” Li Qingrong’s voice was a little breathless. “I’ll look again upstairs later.”

    “No need, no need.” Jiang Nian was terrified, feeling that tonight was a bit surreal. “I… actually… don’t really want to drive.”

    After speaking, he glanced at Li Qingrong’s face.

    The high-ponytail girl said nothing, just stood opposite him, staring at him. Her expression was somewhat puzzled, vaguely tinged with disappointment.

    “However, I can consider it after I get my driver’s license.” Jiang Nian changed his words, putting the key back into her pocket.

    “Mm.” Li Qingrong nodded.

    For a moment, Jiang Nian couldn’t tell if Li Qingrong was happy or unhappy.

    Soon, the two went upstairs.

    Jiang Nian knew the class president lived alone, so he wasn’t too worried, but for his own safety, he still asked,

    “No cameras, right?”

    Li Qingrong nodded. “Yes, but only I can see them.”

    Hearing this, Jiang Nian let out a small sigh of relief. He didn’t want to find himself practicing underwater swimming in the Nanjiang River one day.

    At the same time, he was curious what the class president’s parents were thinking.

    Li Qingrong looked at the empty living room, her eyes darkened, and she turned to look at him.

    “Shall we talk in my room?”

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