When Ye Zhaohui returned to school, there were no wounds on him anymore. His roommates joked when they saw him come back:
"So, how does it feel to date the goddess?"
"Hey, tell us, did she agree to be your girlfriend?"
"I told you, girls mostly like cats and dogs. If you raise a kitten and give it to her, she'll definitely think you're kind-hearted, and in the future, you'll have more reasons to interact with her under the guise of taking care of the kitten. Didn't things progress a lot today?"
Ye Zhaohui smiled.
He didn't live in the dormitory, only occasionally returning.
Because he was a well-known scholastic in school and a bit handsome, he could be considered a prominent figure on campus. He also carried himself with great manners, leading almost everyone to think he was a well-rounded, model student.
"Not bad, I gave her the cat, but now I feel like I don't like Song Ge that much anymore," Ye Zhaohui said blandly.
