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Li Xiaolu returned home and opened WeChat, where she saw a message from Zhang Lin. Zhang Lin had sent a photo taken outside the television station late at night. She wrote: "Lulu, look at how much I'm wearing! Hahaha, I really went all out to see my idol!"
Li Xiaolu smiled and replied, "Aren't you afraid of freezing to death?"
Zhang Lin responded, "Not at all! As long as I can see my idol, it's all worth it!"
Li Xiaolu advised, "You should wear more clothes; don't catch a cold just for the sake of looking good."
Zhang Lin replied, "Okay, I got it. Lulu, do you think this outfit looks good on me?"
Li Xiaolu said, "It looks great, really great."
Zhang Lin laughed, "Haha, I think it looks good too."
Li Xiaolu encouraged her, "Well then, go see your idol; don’t worry about me."
Zhang Lin said, "Alright, I'm off to see him. We'll chat later."
After finishing her day's work, Li Xiaolu finally received a message from Jijun. He sent her a photo of a cup of milk tea.
Li Xiaolu felt a bit puzzled; she didn't understand why he would send her that photo. She thought maybe it was something he bought for his girlfriend. She thought maybe it was for his sister. She thought maybe it was for a friend. She thought maybe it was for a classmate. She thought maybe it was for a teacher. She thought maybe it was for a colleague. She thought maybe it was for a client. She thought maybe it was for a business partner. She thought maybe it was for his pet. She thought maybe it was for his relatives. She thought maybe it was for his lover. She thought maybe it was for his...
She realized she shouldn't overthink things. She realized she shouldn't speculate about his intentions. She realized she shouldn't try to guess his thoughts.
She thought she shouldn't care about him.
She thought she shouldn't pay attention to everything about him.
She thought she shouldn't have any expectations of him.
She thought she shouldn't have any fantasies about him.
She thought she shouldn't have any hopes for him.
The next day, Li Xiaolu encountered Jijun at the school gate.
At that moment, snow was falling from the sky, and the snowflakes danced down, covering the entire city in a silver-white blanket.
Li Xiaolu walked through the snow; she felt a bit cold, but she didn't stop.
Just then, a figure appeared in front of her, wearing a black coat over a white shirt. His face was handsome, his eyes deep, and a faint smile lingered at the corners of his mouth.
He said, "What a coincidence, we meet here."
Li Xiaolu was somewhat surprised and replied, "Yeah, what a coincidence."
Jijun smiled but said nothing.
Li Xiaolu felt a bit awkward and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Jijun replied, "I came to see the snow."
Li Xiaolu said, "Oh, I see."
Jijun continued, "And you?"
Li Xiaolu answered, "I'm going to class."
Jijun said, "Oh, I see."
Li Xiaolu added, "Well, I'm leaving now."
Jijun said, "Wait."
Li Xiaolu asked, "What's wrong?"
Jijun inquired, "Where's your scarf?"
Li Xiaolu responded, "My scarf..."
Her scarf was already missing; it might have fallen somewhere.
Jijun said, "You'll catch a cold like this."
Li Xiaolu replied, "I know, but I..."
Suddenly, Jijun took off his coat and draped it over Li Xiaolu's shoulders.
He said, "Put this on first."
"Not needed, I..." Li Xiaolu said.
"Be obedient," Jijun replied.
His tone was gentle, yet it carried an undeniable force that made Li Xiaolu feel she couldn't refuse. She reluctantly put on his coat; it was large and warm, carrying his scent—a faint grassy aroma that was very pleasant.
Jijun smiled and said, "This is better."
Li Xiaolu felt her heart race. "Thank you," she said.
"No need to thank me," Jijun replied.
They continued walking forward, not speaking along the way. Li Xiaolu felt a bit nervous. "Um..."
"What?" Jijun asked.
"Why... why did you give me your coat?" Li Xiaolu inquired.
"I don't want to see you catch a cold," Jijun answered.
"Why... why do you care about me?" she pressed.
"Because you are my friend," he said.
Li Xiaolu felt a twinge of disappointment. "Just a friend?"
Jijun chuckled softly. "What would you like it to be?"
"I... I don't know," she admitted.
"Silly, no matter what it is, I'll be by your side," Jijun reassured her.
Li Xiaolu's heart raced again. "Really?" she asked.
"Really," he confirmed.
They continued walking in silence, but their distance grew closer and closer until they were walking side by side.
Li Xiaolu felt an inexplicable sense of happiness. "Jijun, thank you," she said.
"No need to thank me," Jijun replied.
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