"Brother Ye! Brother Ye! Quickly look downstairs!"
The door to his room was knocked repeatedly and it gave Ye Chen—who was still thinking about his successful confession yesterday—a fright.
The door was quickly opened and his three roommates dragged him to the window.
There was a whole sea of red downstairs as someone had used roses to decorate a heart shape on the ground with his name written in the middle of the heart.
Ye Chen furrowed his eyebrows. "Who is it?"
"Our goddess!" His roommate exclaimed, "Aiyo, goodness me, why am I so happy to see you guys display affection to one another?"
His goddess?
Ye Chen's heart raced. "Chuzheng?"
"Bullshit, other than her, is there anyone whom we call as a goddess?"
Ye Chen scanned the students surrounding the roses however he did not see a familiar figure.
"Where is she?"
His roommates also searched for her as they looked downstairs.