Zhou Mingyu recounted his elementary school experiences with great interest. As He Lele listened, her expression gradually turned melancholic.
Throughout the morning, a somber atmosphere surrounded He Lele. Even Yan Cheng and Li Wei, sitting in front of her, couldn't help but turn back to ask Wang Muman why He Lele had changed.
Wang Muman looked at He Lele, did not answer, and then mouthed the words "heartbreak" to the two in front.
The two nodded and turned back. Not knowing how to comfort He Lele, Wang Muman thought for a moment and then said to her, "Xiao Le, don't be sad. It's not like there are no more chances. You might find a new target. However, I still think studying is the best. You'll make progress and meet better people."
He Lele did not reply. She just gazed out the window, her dejected look causing Wang Muman to fall silent. She began to read, waiting for He Lele to figure things out on her own.
By the time they returned to the dormitory together that evening, He Lele had returned to normal.
"Manman, I'm not sad and I am sad. It's just so unwilling to see such a perfect handsome guy slip away!" He Lele still walked clinging to Wang Muman's arm.
"Do you remember what I told you? You can be a celebrity manager. You'll see more handsome guys." But whether they would be perfect or not was another matter. Wang Muman decided to use encouragement.
He Lele sighed, "Can I really become one?"
"If you work hard, you definitely can. Believe me." Wang Muman seized the opportunity to boost her confidence, as this was her belief.
The two walked back to the dormitory, clinging to each other. Zhang Jiayi and Shen Jiaxin, having finished their washing up, were used to them returning late but still said, "Where have you two been fooling around again?"
"We weren't fooling around. He Lele was just dragging my feet," Wang Muman shrugged. Seeing He Lele immediately start talking to Zhang Jiayi about Li Zhentao, they began to converse.
A week passed, and the weather began to turn warm. Even sweaters and vests were no longer suitable. Students were wearing shirts, leaving their jackets in the classroom. During physical education class, some boys were already wearing short sleeves.
The incident happened after physical education class. Wang Muman and He Lele went to the school store to buy snacks. Upon their return, they discovered that Wang Muman's desk was stuffed with things.
He Lele hadn't noticed at first. When Wang Muman returned after getting water and sat down, she felt something poking her in the desk compartment.
"What is it?" Wang Muman looked down and felt a bit dizzy.
"Xiao Le, did you buy so many things?" Wang Muman asked her.
"What things? I didn't buy anything! I only bought a pack of chocolates." He Lele didn't understand why Wang Muman was asking this and looked into her desk compartment.
"Wow, this, this, this!" He Lele looked at the desk compartment full of snacks, rummaging through it, and indeed found several letters.
He Lele asked for Wang Muman's opinion and chose a letter with the most girlish charm.
"In this era, people still write letters! Why did it take a whole semester to get them? I thought it would be a continuous stream like in novels." He Lele carefully opened the envelope and took out the paper to read.
As a result, He Lele quickly handed it back to Wang Muman, making a gagging gesture.
"Manman, I'm sorry. I couldn't stand it after the first sentence. You should read it yourself." He Lele's eyes betrayed her disgust. "But they did put effort into writing so many words."
Wang Muman took the letter, feeling a bit curious. Before, people would add friends through messages. Wang Muman had added them, thinking something might happen. Later, she saw many different ways of expressing themselves, which left her a bit flustered, always unsure how to reply or refuse.