Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Time is like a stream, flowing through the bright pomegranate flowers in May and quietly entering the early summer of June.

On the tree-lined avenue of Tanzhou Normal University, the branches and leaves are becoming more and more lush, and the sunlight shines through the gaps, casting tiny golden spots.

Song Nanxiang's worries, like the summer temperature, became clearer and warmer day by day.

She knew clearly that she had long fallen in love with the man named Yu Guichen. She liked his gentleness beneath his calmness, his calm and thoughtfulness, and the smile in his eyes that was only for her.

The night talks in dormitory 318 became her "operational staff."

"What?! You two haven't broken that window paper yet?!"

Xu Yihan sat up in shock from the bed, her voice rising an octave, her face filled with disbelief.

"Xiangxiang! You've actually been able to hold back until now on a high-quality stock like Dr. Yu? I thought you two had already been secretly showing off your affection for a long time! I'm impressed by your fortitude!"

She was heartbroken, as if she had missed out on hundreds of millions.

Yuan Qingtang also pushed his glasses, with a touch of curiosity in his gentleness:

"Yes, Xiangxiang, we all thought... But, how are you going to confess your feelings?"

Gong Hongyue leaned against the headboard, speaking concisely but getting straight to the point:

"Why didn't he speak first?"

Nan Xiang sat cross-legged on her bed, holding the increasingly soft Cinnamon Dog in her arms. Upon hearing this, her eyes sparkled, and the corners of her lips raised in a free and resolute arc:

"Who says boys have to confess first?

If you like someone, just say it openly, be happy, and let the other person know, isn’t that enough?

Who speaks first is not a competition, so there is no question of who is higher or lower."

Her voice is clear and bright, with a kind of open-minded and transparent brightness.

"I, Song Nanxiang, like Yu Guichen and want to date him. It's that simple.

I want to tell him that I don’t want to keep guessing anymore!”

Gong Hongyue looked at the light flashing in her eyes. The frankness and courage made her eyes flash with approval.

She got out of bed on her own initiative, walked to Nan Xiang's bedside, and patted her shoulder vigorously:

"Okay! I support you! Go!"

Xu Yihan and Yuan Qingtang also immediately turned into the atmosphere group:

"Come on, Xiangxiang! Capture Dr. Yu!"

“We fully support it mentally!”

The roommates came up with all sorts of "earth-shattering and tear-jerking" confessions:

Including but not limited to hanging banners, placing candles, and sending pennants.

Nan Xiang was at a loss for words and finally decided to do what she wanted - sincerity is always the best weapon.

She chose a Tuesday morning when she had no classes and Yu Guichen's work was relatively less stressful.

She wanted to give him a "surprise".

It was Tuesday morning and the sun was shining brightly, as light and mellow as wine, just like the emotional tension yet warm anticipation of the past three months.

Nan Xiang changed into her carefully selected battle robe—a white halterneck mid-length dress.

The chiffon is soft and drapey, and the tassel butterfly patterns are faintly visible in the sunlight. The hem of the skirt ripples slightly when walking, showing elegance and purity.

She carried a small grass-green cloth bag in traditional Chinese style, embroidered with a few bamboo leaves, which added a bit of forest-like vitality and energy to the purity.

Looking at herself in the mirror with rosy cheeks and bright eyes, Nan Xiang took a deep breath and clenched her fist at the girl in the mirror: "Come on!"

She did not send a message to Yu Guichen in advance. With a pounding heart, she took a taxi directly to Xiangya Hospital.

The smell of disinfectant hits you in the face. This is Yu Guichen's world.

Nan Xiang walked to the neurosurgery triage desk and asked politely:

"Hello, is Dr. Yu Guichen here now?"

The nurse on duty looked up and saw a girl in a white dress, her temperament as clean as morning dew. A small flame of gossip instantly ignited in her eyes, but her professional ethics allowed her to maintain a decent smile:

"Dr. Yu is here. He should be in the doctor's office or ward on the east side of the 7th floor. Do you need me to notify him for you?"

"no, I'm fine,"

Nan Xiang waved her hands quickly, her cheeks slightly red.

"Thank you, I'll go up and find him myself."

Nan Xiang suppressed her nervousness and took the elevator to the 7th floor.

The corridor was filled with the hospital's unique atmosphere of quiet and busyness.

She had just walked a few steps out of the elevator when her eyes locked onto a familiar figure not far ahead.

Yu Guichen was standing in front of the nurses' station, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his nose, and his white coat made his figure look even more tall and handsome.

He tilted his head slightly and whispered something to the nurse beside him. The lines of his face were serious and focused, with the unique rigor of a doctor.

At this moment, he seemed to have sensed something and raised his eyes.

The eyes behind the lens passed through the not-so-crowded corridor and accurately captured the white figure with a fresh summer breath.

Eyes facing each other.

The concentration in Yu Guichen's eyes was instantly replaced by surprise, and then by undisguised joy, like a calm lake suddenly filled with starlight, sparkling brightly.

He quickly finished his instructions to the nurse and strode towards her.

"Nanxiang?"

His voice was filled with a subtle lightness and doubt, and his eyes fell on her gently.

"Why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

He noticed that she was dressed differently from usual, with a more formal look, and his heartbeat inexplicably quickened.