A Girl Who Wants to Be a Beneficial Person to Society

During self-study period, the streetlights on the school campus were very bright.

Facing confessions, roommates can be enthusiastic but still can't help.

Not to mention the one being confessed to was Li Weijin, whom they secretly nicknamed "Chick". Even the lively Honey didn't make mischief and pulled the roommates away, leaving Xiao Qi alone.

Xiao Qi: ...

What is this feeling that's even more nervous than taking an exam?

It's been a long time since I felt nervous. Now I even want to run to the bathroom again...

Xiao Qi felt like her condition was hard to cure. Now facing Li Weijin alone, she wanted to run to the bathroom. In the future, even when starting a relationship and about to kiss, she would suddenly yell, wait a minute... let me go to the bathroom first!

The relationship would probably be ready to break up then.

Can't lose momentum, Xiao Qi endured the embarrassing urge to go to the bathroom, telling herself repeatedly in her heart that it's a psychological problem and she didn't really need to go to the bathroom, just feeling nervous.

Thinking this way did make her feel much better, not as urgent anymore.

By now the two had walked under a streetlight.

The canteen was still crowded, even more awkward.

No wonder people in relationships like to sneak into woods, less people there.

Li Weijin was truly good-looking with black half-inch long hair, cleanly parted. The front tuft of hair lined up just above his eyebrows, which were very attractive themselves, neat and clean. His eyes shone like stars, skin fair. Nose straight, lips slightly red. Features very regular. Ears tilted out a bit, showing the rim from the front, not like protruding ears, just some cute naughtiness on his face.

His whole demeanor was a bit serious, but didn't affect his handsomeness at all. Belonging to the type that's good-looking at first glance, even better at second glance, and by the third glance, wow, so handsome...

Not only was his face well-shaped, his figure was also extremely fit. His legs seemed an extra section longer than others, close to six foot eight... Despite wearing baggy pants, his tall and long legs showed no shortcoming like ordinary people wearing baggy pants looking like a scout boy.

On top a long-sleeved T, with a little bee pattern on the chest, also not appearing feminine on him, just making the little bee look cute and lovable.

In fact these were just Xiao Qi's cursory observations. Li Weijin rarely wore the same outfit when she saw him, but always looked good, seemingly very tasteful.

Compared to him, Xiao Qi's clothes seemed repetitive. Even new clothes didn't differ much from old ones, as she tended to pick similar styles.

The desire for beauty lies in all, and here liking beauty probably doesn't just mean enjoying dressing up, more likely the literal meaning of enjoying good-looking people.

With all these chaotic thoughts running through her mind as they walked.

Deep down Xiao Qi still felt she was that little girl from Gumula Village. She had a childhood photo wearing a red sweater on top and green pants below, with a pair of red plastic rain boots, holding a small flower umbrella, face flushed, smiling very bashfully. She stood on a mud doorstep, behind her an old, broken door. She smiled in the picture, eyes big and round, pitch black, but the background was worn down and the little flower umbrella broken too, just like those poster children for charity projects demanding no photoshopping at all.

An odd sense of contrast.

The same little girl enjoying being pretty, same smile, same attractive eyes, different background, different dress, different environment, highlighting an inexplicable heart-wrenching feeling.

Xiao Qi had a deep impression of this photo. It wasn't just a photo, but a showcase of her life, the mark she left in this world.

This soul-brand urged her to keep working hard, while also leaving her deep-rooted self-doubt.

Usually not obvious, but involving relationships, this self-doubt would immediately emerge. Her impression was doors match households to enable harmony. Her farmer father married another farmer's daughter from the village next door. Neither family well-off, but life harmonious.

Yet between her and Li Weijin... Recalling Li Weijin's LV jump rope and ping pong paddle brought for PE, and his phantom-like butler...

They were simply not of the same world.

Out of place.

Yet at this moment under the not-dim streetlight on the long campus path, heart still racing and throbbing helplessly.

Just because of good looks.

Liu Shaowei's delicate beauty also attracted Xiao Qi's secret crush in the past.

And Li Weijin was far beyond just delicate looking. His appearance was simply a blossoming vibrant flower, hitting all the attractive notes.

Compared to Liu Shaowei, Li Weijin fully embodied the difference between a buyer's showroom and a seller's showroom.

The seventeen-year-old Xiao Qi's heart stirred with passion despite herself.

Apprehensive, shocked yet pleased.

This short stretch of road felt like an endless life journey.

Yet Li Weijin was not much better off right now. His expression even more stern, like someone owed him tens of millions, very annoying yet still annoyingly handsome.

Xiao Qi's low self-esteem didn't match her actual changes. She now exercised by running every day. Her skin fair, figure proportional, everything about her very serious except for the cute tuft on her head.

Thus the two walking together perfectly complemented each other, becoming a beautiful scenic line that feasted the eyes.

Both good-looking, pleasing to the eye. Standing together doubling the appeal, meeting their match.

After what didn't seem long but was, they finally circled past the canteen small path and turned a corner.

Li Weijin spoke first.

"You like me."

He stated surely.

"I don't." Xiao Qi immediately retorted.

"You do. You look at me differently than you do others."

On the night his voice seemed cool as ice cream, icy yet sweet.

At this time Xiao Qi could still think of ice cream, wandering far in her mind.

Yet she still swiftly answered, "That's just because you're good-looking."

Li Weijin shook his head. "No, you do like me. You look at me the same way you look at the braised pork ribs with fermented bean sauce in the cafeteria."

He had carefully observed Su Xiaoqi, at meals or classes, always subtly running into her, though there were unlikely so many coincidences, but deliberate, prepared encounters.

Su Xiaoqi's favorite item at the school cafeteria was absolutely those braised pork ribs with fermented bean sauce, the number one on her food list, followed distantly by rice, noodles, braised pork, braised steak, shredded beef with green peppers...

Hearing braised pork ribs with fermented bean sauce, Xiao Qi immediately pictured a chunk of meat, square about four inches wide, marble white fat streaking through, already reddened by the sauce, crimson fermented bean sauce dripping down, the meat wobbling as it sat. The cafeteria didn't serve this dish every day, maybe twice a week. Sometimes if she came late, it'd be sold out.

If arriving early, she could pick bigger chunks with more fat.

Biting in, bones crunched against teeth, truly ecstasy for the soul.

Xiao Qi's taste perception sharp, sense of smell excellent, highly demanding of ingredients and cooking method. This ordinary-seeming braised pork ribs with fermented bean sauce from the cafeteria surprisingly satisfied her preferences on all fronts, fresh yet unique, making her eyes light up whenever she saw the menu had it, as someone with sharp senses able to appreciate more flavors and more enjoyment when tasting something delicious.

Her throat involuntarily swallowed some saliva. As they turned another corner, even with Xiao Qi's head still facing straight ahead, she would inadvertently steal a glance at Li Weijin beside her.

Timeless beauty.

Especially under the shaded ambiguous lighting, that white skin, moist eyes, tall height, slender neck, her throat again treasonously swallowed saliva...

Then she noticed Li Weijin smiling bemusedly.

Like suddenly spotting the first flowering mountain tea on a morning mountain hike, pure yet tantalizing, alluring yet untouchable.

She caught a faint whiff of Li Weijin's nice scent, some aroma...

"You put on cologne?"

Li Weijin nodded, "Hermès White Cedar."

"Smells like ginseng chicken soup." Su Xiaoqi commented.

Li Weijin's face turned unusually red for a moment: "The snow white ginseng has the taste of ginseng, you like me, you want to eat me."

Su Xiaoqi wished she could slap herself on the ear to divert the topic.

"No," she denied.

Li Weijin did not leave but stood there, and Su Xiaoqi also stopped, forced to look at him.

"Then try to like me for a moment, I'm very likable."