Everyone's been reborn, so who would bother finding a wife on their own?

Chapter 280 He is a very good person

It's still raining.

The two walked across the playground, past the cafeteria, and past row after row of sycamore trees.

Song Huan didn't say anything more.

Lin Yue didn't say anything either.

Only the sound of rain, drip-dropping, seemed to be saying something.

Arrived.

Dormitory Building B3 is a six-story gray-white building with a red welcome banner pasted at the entrance, which was wet from the rain.

Song Huan stopped at the door, put the snakeskin bag off his shoulder, and placed it on the steps.

"arrive."

Lin Yue also stopped, folded up the umbrella, and shook off the water.

She handed the umbrella to Song Huan, who took it.

"Thank you," she said.

Song Huan shook her head. "It's nothing."

Lin Yue bent down to hug the snakeskin bag.

I turned around and walked into the dormitory building.

She took two steps, then stopped and looked back at him.

"Song Huan".

"Um?"

She opened her mouth, and raindrops dripped from her bangs, running down her cheeks.

She looked at him, her eyes seemed to have a light in them, but it was obscured by the rain and couldn't be seen clearly.

"goodbye."

Song Huan looked at her too, "...Goodbye."

Lin Yue turned back, carrying the snakeskin bag, and walked up the steps one by one.

Her back was very thin, and her white T-shirt was soaked by the rain, clinging to her back, revealing the shape of her shoulder blades.

As she reached the corner, she looked back one last time.

Song Huan was still looking at her.

She quickly turned back, her footsteps fading into the distance in the hallway.

Song Huan stood there, looking at the empty staircase.

Rain dripped from the edge of the umbrella, hitting the puddles at his feet and creating ripples.

Did we finally meet?

He stood there for a while, then turned around and left.

……

Lin Yue carried the snakeskin bag and climbed step by step to the fourth floor.

B3, 407.

Push open the door.

There are already three people in the dormitory.

One was making the bed, one was wiping the table, and one was hanging clothes to dry on the balcony.

All three of them turned their heads at the same time to look at her.

Lin Yue stood at the door, holding a bulging snakeskin bag, her hair wet and plastered to her face.

Lin Yue smiled at them and said, "Hello, my name is Lin Yue."

Xia Rou was the first to react.

She jumped off the bed, walked up to Lin Yue, and looked her up and down.

She has an oval face, big eyes, and fair, glowing skin. Her eyes are slightly upturned at the corners, and she looks stunning even when she's soaked to the bone.

"Wow!" Xia Rou's voice was crisp and bright. "You're so beautiful?"

Lin Xiaolu also peeked out from the bed, pushed up her glasses, and nodded seriously, "She really is pretty, much prettier than the photos in those school beauty posts on Tieba."

The girl who was hanging clothes on the balcony also came in. Her surname was Chen and her name was Chen Simin. She had a round face, wore round-framed glasses, and looked very friendly.

She looked at Lin Yue and smiled, "That's great, now our dorm's beauty is guaranteed. From now on, when we go out, people will definitely ask if some fairy lives in 407."

Xia Rou, this tough woman, helped Lin Yue carry the snakeskin bag in and placed it next to her bed.

Lin Yue said thank you and started unpacking the bag.

The room contained a quilt, pillow, clothes, a few books, and a small cloth bag, all bulging with contents.

She took them out one by one, arranging them neatly.

The movements were slow but steady, carrying a sense of earnestness as if settling into an unfamiliar environment.

Xia Rou leaned against the bed frame, arms crossed, looking at her curiously, and asked, "Lin Yue, why did you come to Nanjing University?"

Lin Yue paused for a moment.

She lowered her head, then smiled, "For a boy."

The dormitory was quiet for a moment.

Xia Rou's eyes widened, and her mouth gaped open.

"You? For a boy?"

Her voice rose a half octave, "With someone as pretty as you, shouldn't guys be lining up to chase after you? How come you're the one chasing after guys?"

Lin Xiaolu also came over, leaning on the edge of the bed, her eyes bright, "That's right, that's right, someone like you, if you stood at the school gate, the line of people chasing you could stretch all the way to Xinjiekou."

Lin Yue didn't say anything.

She opened the small cloth bag and took something out.

Xia Rou leaned closer to look and saw that it was a small blue rubber band.

It's decorated with a small butterfly made of sequins.

However, over time, the sequins faded, and a small corner of the butterfly's wing was missing.

The elastic band has lost its elasticity, and the edges are a bit frayed.

She slipped it onto her wrist and twirled it.

The little blue butterfly clung to her fair skin, and the faded sequins still shimmered under the light.

"Because he's a very good person." Her voice was very soft.

Xia Rou looked at the small rubber band on her wrist, then at her face.

When she spoke, there was a light in her eyes that was hard to describe.

It's not about showing off, it's not about sweetness, it's about something very certain.

It's like saying something that's already been decided, and no one's approval is needed.

Xia Rou opened her mouth, "Which college is he from? What's his major?"

Then, for some inexplicable reason, she thought of Song Huan.

She paused, then pouted, "Anyway, it won't be someone from our class. There are too many swordsmen in our class."

Lin Xiaolu spoke up from the side, pushing up her glasses, "Not necessarily. Shen Yan in our class is quite handsome."

She took out her phone from her pocket, swiped a couple of times, opened the Nanjing University forum, and found that post.

The screen was held up in front of Xia Rou. "Look, he's been voted the school's most handsome guy now. There are hundreds of comments praising him."

Xia Rou leaned closer to take a look.

Her gaze swept across the screen, not lingering on Shen Yan, but immediately landing on the figure at the far edge of the photo.

His hands were in his pockets, his head was down, and half of his face was illuminated by the streetlight, making his expression impossible to see.

Song Huan!

She pursed her lips but didn't say anything.

Lin Xiaolu held the phone up to Lin Yue again, "Lin Yue, look, isn't he handsome? He looks like a celebrity. I heard he's also in our computer science department, in the same class as us."

Lin Yue was spreading out the quilt when she heard Lin Xiaolu's words. She looked up and glanced at the screen.

In the photo, four boys are walking on the school path.

Shen Yan's profile was clearly illuminated by the streetlights, revealing his brow bone, nose bridge, and jawline—he was indeed handsome.

But her gaze swept past him and landed on the person on the far right.

He walked on the outermost side, his hands in his pockets, his head down.

The streetlights only illuminated half of my face, leaving the other half in darkness.

She couldn't see the expression clearly, but she recognized the outline.

Song Huan.

She stared at the photo for several seconds.

Then she smiled, revealing two shallow dimples, and her eyes curved into crescents.

"nice."