"An Ran, be my girlfriend."
A young man stood before An Ran, speaking with deep emotion.
"I'm sorry."
An Ran replied.
"Don't just say 'I'm sorry.' Didn't you say you didn't want to date in high school? Now that you've graduated, you should at least agree to me."
The young man said.
He was a top student from the first high school, and rather good-looking. He had always been successful with girls, but he was rebuffed by An Ran.
An Ran seemed to not have paid him any mind at all, which was unacceptable to him.
"Li Xing, I thought you understood what I meant."
An Ran looked at him and said, "Do I have to spell it out for you?"
Li Xing sneered, "An Ran, do you really think that highly of yourself? If I beckon, dozens of girls will be begging to be my girlfriend in minutes. I'm giving you an opportunity, and it's your honor. Don't be ungrateful."
"Pfft."
An Ran couldn't help but laugh. "Why don't you go take a piss and look in the mirror? Sorry, I'm really not interested in you."
With that, An Ran was about to ride her little bicycle away.
Li Xing grabbed the back of An Ran's bike, enraged, "An Ran, don't push me. If you don't agree to be my girlfriend, you won't have a good ending."
An Ran looked at Li Xing coldly and said, "Let go!"
"I won't."
Li Xing sneered back.
"You look like a persistent stray dog right now."
An Ran said.
"Heh, say whatever you want. You'll agree today whether you want to or not."
Li Xing said domineeringly.
"If your brain is sick, go to a hospital. Don't act out here."
An Ran cursed, dropped her bike, and walked away without looking back.
Li Xing was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward and grabbed An Ran's clothes. "I said you can't leave if you don't agree to me."
"Slap!"
An Ran slapped Li Xing across the face. "Scram!"
Li Xing clutched his face, disbelieving that he had been hit.
He immediately became furious and raised his hand to hit An Ran.
But at that moment, an angry shout came, "What the hell are you doing!"
Before Li Xing could react, he felt a tremendous force and was kicked flying.
When he came to his senses, he looked up and saw a young man with a slicked-back hairstyle looking at him unhappily.
"You dare to touch a friend of the Pompadour War God!"
Hu Qianhao shouted, hands on his hips.
The sun shone down, and Hu Qianhao felt incredibly handsome.
He turned to An Ran, winked at her, as if asking, "Woman, am I handsome?"
An Ran was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and giggled. "Hu Qianhao, long time no see. Your hair is getting more and more… unique."
"Hahaha, it's mainly because I like to style my hair."
Hu Qianhao almost pulled out a bottle of hair wax to sell, if only he had brought it.
"You dare to hit me?!"
At this moment, Li Xing got up from the ground and charged towards Hu Qianhao.
Then the two of them got into a brawl.
However, Hu Qianhao eventually won by a narrow margin, although his face was swollen and looked rather disheveled.
"These petty thugs, I'll take on one at a time."
Hu Qianhao said to An Ran, trying to appear strong.
"Alright, stop pretending. Go to the pharmacy and buy some anti-inflammatory medicine."
An Ran rolled her eyes.
Hu Qianhao happily followed along.
After buying the anti-inflammatory medicine, An Ran personally applied the medicine to Hu Qianhao. Looking at An Ran so close, Hu Qianhao felt a surge of impulse to pull her into his arms.
However, reason triumphed over this impulse.
"An Ran, your college entrance exam should have gone very well, right?"
Hu Qianhao suddenly asked.
"Not bad, what's up?"
An Ran asked.
"Hehe, nothing much. It's just that we might be classmates again. My exam results were also very good this time."
Hu Qianhao said with a silly grin.
"Really?"
An Ran smiled, "Are you going to Yan Jing Normal University too?"
"Ah?"
Hu Qianhao was taken aback, then said, "Didn't you want to go to Rong Cheng Normal University?"
"No, my ideal has always been Yan Jing Normal University."
An Ran asked strangely, "Who told you I wanted to go to Rong Cheng Normal University?"
Hu Qianhao was speechless. After a long silence, he said, "Then I must have misremembered."
Yan Jing Normal University and Rong Cheng Normal University, although both normal universities, had a vast difference in the required scores.
Hu Qianhao had thought he would finally be at the same university as An Ran, but now he realized it was all his own fantasy.
"Life is indeed full of surprises."
Hu Qianhao felt grief-stricken and wished he could tear apart the person who sold him the information.
You unreliable bastard.
"Classmate Hu Qianhao, you are a good person."
An Ran suddenly said with a smile.
"I… I really want to say I'm not."
Hu Qianhao knew he had been friend-zoned. Although he hadn't held much hope, it still hurt to be rejected.
"No, you are."
An Ran patted Hu Qianhao's head and said, "I have something to do, so I'll be going back now."
"Okay, bye-bye."
Hu Qianhao said dejectedly.
After he realized he wouldn't be at the same university as An Ran, he felt down.
...
Wang Yue and his group had reached the summit.
The weather today was excellent. The sunlight shone on the Five-Colored Sea, making it display a kaleidoscopic array of colors, an incredibly dreamlike beauty.
Liu Ergou, holding an oxygen tank, exclaimed, "Even though my body feels terrible, I still think it's worth it."
Yang Xiaoru, hugging Liu Ergou, nodded in agreement.
Wang Yue felt a sense of having finally achieved his dream. He felt this trip was well worth it.
Qiao Zixuan was taking photos incessantly. Since Wang Yue had carried her most of the way up, she hadn't experienced any altitude sickness.
Here, everyone took many more photos.
After taking photos, because the temperature at the summit was too cold, everyone decided to head back.
On the way down, Yang Xiaoru and Liu Ergou were listless. The thrill of seeing the beautiful scenery had vanished at this moment.
The physical pain had overshadowed the joy.
"I really don't want to come to a place like this a second time."
Liu Ergou sighed, holding his third oxygen tank.
"I'm definitely going to spam QQ Zone with photos when I get back."
Yang Xiaoru said.
On the way down, Qiao Zixuan didn't let Wang Yue carry her.
She held Wang Yue's hand, her smile irrepressible.
"Big Yue Yue, thank you. Thanks to you, I didn't get altitude sickness this time."
Qiao Zixuan said.
"So, how are you going to thank me?"
Wang Yue leaned close to Qiao Zixuan's ear and whispered.