The tree wishes to remain still, but the wind will not subside.

"Jiang Chen, thank you, see you later," said Luo Li'er as they parted ways after walking together for a while, her painting board on her back, waving goodbye.

Jiang Chen nodded.

Under the beautiful sunset, Luo Li'er turned around, her ponytail swishing, as she slowly walked away.

Jiang Chen watched her retreating figure, suddenly feeling a bit sentimental.

Why had it been Pei Yunxi?

Thinking about it,

if the second target were instead this girl, it would not be so difficult to accept.

Not until Luo Li'er's figure had disappeared into the glow of the setting sun did Jiang Chen turn away, heading towards his dormitory alone, lost in thought.

Suddenly.

His phone rang.

"Hello."

"Jiang Chen."

It was Bai Haoran.

"Bai Bro, what's up?"

Jiang Chen was neither arrogant nor humble, his attitude quite polite.

Having more friends means having more paths.

The world was never black and white.

Every person had their use.