“Cheers!” Each holding a soda can, they clinked them together. Li Panpan looked delighted, her cheeks flushed red as if she had been drinking.
They sat close, her head resting on Zhao Ran’s shoulder. “Zhao Ran, it’s a good thing you made it into the top twenty this time. Otherwise, the homeroom teacher would have definitely forced us to break up.”
Zhao Ran held her hand and placed it on her soft thigh. “It doesn’t matter. Worst case, we’d just have to keep our relationship secret. That’s how they do it in TV dramas.”
Li Panpan gave him a light, dissatisfied slap. “What do you mean, ‘secret’? If we’re together, we should be open about it. I’d rather break up than sneak around!”
Li Panpan had very strong principles. She couldn’t stand anything underhanded, and if Zhao Ran hadn’t made it into the top twenty, she might have really broken up with him.
Zhao Ran picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork and placed it in her bowl. “We have to get into the same university.”
Li Panpan nodded. “Yes, I hope so too. But the university I want to go to might be a bit challenging for you. Still, if you can maintain your position in the top twenty of our grade, I believe it’s possible.”
Back then, the time spent with his young girlfriend was truly a beautiful memory.
The scorching noon sun only intensified the warmth of their feelings.
They bought two sodas from the school convenience store and, taking advantage of the break before class, would sit head-to-head under a tree to enjoy the shade.
The scent of shampoo from Li Panpan’s hair drifted into Zhao Ran’s nose with the gentle breeze. She hummed a soft melody, and the quiet school playground during lunch break came alive with her voice. Her singing was pure and clear, without a hint of impurity, and the tune was gentle and soothing. Even though Zhao Ran had no idea what she was humming, he didn’t care—it sounded beautiful.
As her humming faded, a soft breeze swept across the playground. The tree shielding them from the sun rustled, and sunlight filtered through the leaves, sprinkling onto their faces. Li Panpan wore a sweet smile, as if she had already fallen asleep. Her small chest rose and fell gently with her even breathing, and her straight legs were crossed, composing a picture-perfect scene of youth.
In the distance, the sound of cars on the road brought a hint of the city to the tranquil campus.
Zhao Ran sat up and gently fanned Li Panpan with his hand. His aunt had said that Li Panpan was a good girl—she didn’t have the entitled attitude of a princess. Though his aunt had only met her once or twice, she had taken a liking to Li Panpan.
Li Panpan always wore a sweet smile, but Zhao Ran could tell she took their relationship very seriously.
Unfortunately, they eventually ended up attending different universities, and as time passed, they gradually lost touch.
Zhao Ran snapped out of his memories and walked over to his aunt, wrapping an arm around her waist like a child acting spoiled. “Even if I marry someone else someday, I still want to be with you, Auntie.”
Zhou Yun laughed heartily, teasing Zhao Ran for never growing up. Yet, her tone made it clear she was in high spirits today. After all, Zhao Ran had shown such consideration for her, comforting her like a mature adult at the movie theater, which made her feel that their relationship had been a success.
But she had no idea what was really on Zhao Ran’s mind.
How could he find a way to openly rub his crotch against his aunt’s full, rounded buttocks? Zhao Ran stared absentmindedly at her ample rear, lost in thought.