Section 6

On the weekend of mid-September, the college held its annual recognition and awards conference.

Dana had several part-time jobs during her junior year, but her academic performance did not fall behind. Except for the temporary rescheduling of a practical class, she was working part-time outside the school and failed to catch up with the teacher for roll call, so her normal points were deducted once, resulting in her not getting a full grade.

At the end of the comprehensive evaluation, she was ranked second in grade and received a first-class scholarship worth 5,000 yuan.

On Sunday, Apartment No. 8 opens at six o'clock in the morning.

Dana finished her part-time job and took a nap in the convenience store as usual. Originally, a senior asked her to work overtime today, but she couldn't adjust the time, so she refused.

As soon as the dormitory aunt opened the door, she was not surprised at all when she saw Dana. She yawned and said, "Are you doing any activities today? Many people have gotten up at this hour."

Dana's voice sounded a little sleepy: "Today is the commendation meeting."

The door to the dormitory was open, the bed and table were decorated, Aseel's bed curtain was open, and the seat was empty. But Yara and Layla are still sleeping.

She quietly changed her clothes under the bed and climbed up the steps.

An hour later.

The alarm on Dana's phone rang.

She opened the curtains and the other two were already up.

Yara was sitting at the table applying foundation, and turned around when she heard the noise, "Are you awake Dana?"

After all, Dana didn't stay in bed for a while after sleeping in the convenience store. She quickly got out of bed and went to the bathroom in the corridor to wash up.

When she came back from washing, Yara still had not taken the next step of makeup.

Dana asked: "Yara, why did you wear foundation for so long?"

Layla on the other side poked her head and said, "She started applying it ten minutes before you woke up."

"..."

Dana was left speechless, and Layla added: "She took it off after applying it, and applied it again after taking it off."

Yara patiently applied makeup, and finally looked deeply into the makeup mirror, finally satisfied. He made time to talk to them: "I don't understand this! Guess who will come to the commendation meeting today?"

Aseel paused while putting on makeup, "What about the school and college leaders?"

"Guess again."

Layla: "It seems there are also representatives from Al Noor Holdings."

"We're close to the answer!" Yara pretended to be mysterious, then turned to Dana and asked, "Dana, who do you think she is?"

Before Dana could answer, Yara held her face in her hands and shouted excitedly: "Bilal! Bilal! He came in person!!"

Dana's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Her stunned expression had another meaning in Yara's eyes. Yara raised her eyebrows and teased: "Dana, please put on your makeup quickly."

"Why is Dana wearing makeup?" Aseel seemed to notice something, "Didn't Dana say she didn't even know Bilal before?"

Apart from Dana, only Yara knew about meeting Bilal.

"Yeah, I don't know him."

Aseel is a person who loves to be eccentric, so Yara would not be stupid enough to tell her, "What if we met on the awards stage today."

Layla: "Yara, what's your prize?"

"Okay Layla, you're making fun of me!" Yara pretended to be angry.

Her grades are the worst in the dormitory.

"Then your makeup is so exquisite." Layla spoke slowly and her tone was always good, "Only the winners can go on stage, right?"

"That's right... I didn't get a chance to take a photo!!" Yara wailed, "Dana! Can you let me accept the award on your behalf!"

The four of them left the dormitory together. Aseel took two steps before letting them go first: "I forgot something."

When they arrived at the cultural center, there was still half an hour left before the meeting. The seats reserved for leaders in the second row were still empty, and volunteers were just placing the meeting list.

Dana saw Bilal's nameplate at a glance, placed in the middle of the second row. The dean's seat was next to him.

Several senior students were discussing animatedly.

"Really Bilal from Al Noor Holdings?"

"Otherwise, there are still people named Bilal in D City."

"Oh my god, why did this giant Buddha come in person?"

…

Dana and the three of them sat down, and Yara and Layla happened to be on both sides of her.

"Dana," Yara raised an eyebrow at her, her tone full of expectation and ambiguity, "Is there a possibility that Bilal is here for you?!!"

Her voice was not lowered, Layla looked over in surprise, and obviously heard it.

Yara was stunned for a moment, then realized that this matter was private, and looked at Dana anxiously. Fortunately, she didn't show any intention of complaining.

In fact, the most mysterious person in the dormitory is none other than Layla.

Layla never mentioned her family members in front of them. Every time she used the form to collect family information in school, she always left it blank.

During her freshman year, Layla seldom communicated with others and was the most unsociable person in the dormitory.

Until one night in her sophomore year, Aseel asked for leave and went home, and there were only three of them in the dormitory.

That night there was heavy snowfall in the North City.

Dana and Yara went out to build snowmen and have snowball fights in the afternoon. After returning to the dormitory and taking a hot shower, they went to bed. In a daze, the sound of the door slamming exploded in their ears.

It shouldn't be Layla. Dana thought dazedly.

Layla was always cautious no matter what she did. The door being slammed so hard was definitely not her.

What a pity.

Dana guessed wrong.

The next second, Layla's cry came.

First she sniffed a few times, and then she tried to suppress her sobs, which became louder and louder, which really didn't match her taciturn character.

At first, when she cried quietly, Dana and Yara considered whether it would be better to pretend to be asleep. But now that she was crying heartbreakingly, the two of them would inevitably be worried. Dana whispered: "Layla?"

The crying suddenly stopped.

Obviously Layla didn't expect anyone to be in the dormitory either.

"Don't be afraid, Yara and I are in the dormitory. Do you... need help now?" Dana's tone was particularly gentle.

After a few seconds of pause, just when Dana thought she wouldn't get an answer, Layla whimpered, "Don't, don't turn on the light yet, okay?"

Later, after she calmed down a bit, Dana and Yara went down to comfort her.

Friendships between girls are always wonderful.

Have the same idol, the same cp, or a companionship. Just a simple common denominator can connect several different souls.

From that day on, Layla gradually got along with them.

Neither of them spoke.

Layla lowered her eyes and broke the silence: "Shouldn't I hear it?"

"Of course not." Dana's thoughts returned to reality and she caught the loneliness on Layla's face. She thought for a moment and then informed her of the matter.

When I told Layla, I was not only worried that she would be sensitive because of her so-called secrets with Yara, but also out of trust.

She won't say much to the outside world.

"So, Yara is just teasing," Dana lowered her voice, thought for a moment, and then warned, "Layla, don't mention this to others."

Layla opened her eyes wide and nodded vigorously.

Now there are three people sharing a secret.

"Don't worry Dana, I won't tell anyone the story of how you and Bilal met and got to know each other."

Yara burst out laughing and encouraged Layla to switch places with Dana. The two of them started biting their ears and deliberately lowered their voices.

Dana vaguely heard a few keywords.

Why should I choose a cp name first? I can write fan fiction, I can draw, etc.

At the end, I didn't forget to turn around and ask Dana: "Dana, do you prefer a fresher cp name, or do you want something interesting?"

Dana was speechless: "I want you two to shut up, okay?"

"No..." Yara accidentally glanced and became excited, "Ahhhh!! Look - Bilal!"

The people in the front row did not turn around to express their dissatisfaction because of Yara's noise. They straightened their upper bodies and stretched their necks to look at the commotion.

Dana also couldn't help but look towards the guest aisle.

Almost as soon as he raised his eyes, Bilal's figure came into view.

He wore a dark suit today and walked among the school leaders. He was extremely tall.

It's amazing.

She couldn't deny that some people were clearly well-dressed, but they could always be easily distinguished from others in a crowd.

Bilal is that kind of person.

Whether it was in a hospital, a temple, or now.

He just needs to stand there, without any other actions, to release a different magnetic field and easily become the focus.

Being poked by a finger.

When Dana came back to her senses, Layla was staring at her, raising the corners of her lips with a pure smile.

There were too many students standing up, and the counselor held a microphone on the stage to maintain order, and the venue gradually became quiet.

When the time comes, the commendation process begins.