Wang Hao said, "Isn't there a saying that a girls' dorm with four people can spawn seven or eight groups? It's only the first day, there couldn't be that many groups yet, right?"
"There isn't," she replied, "where do you come up with such exaggerations?"
Han Xiaoyue couldn't help but laugh at what he said.
"People's relationships, well, it's fate that we've already met, and we only have four years together, lost only to be appreciated. But with many things, follow your heart, without overstepping the bounds."
Han Xiaoyue quietly rolled her eyes. I'm not you; how can I do whatever my heart desires?
"Military training starts tomorrow, I should head back."
Wang Hao said, "Anyway, home's not far away. If you get heatstroke or an instructor hits you, just call me."
"As if I'd get hit!" Han Xiaoyue shook her finger, "tone it down, senior~"
"Give me a hug."
