She's So Genuine, I'm Moved to Tears

Inside the large tent.

The zipper was pulled shut from the inside with a soft zip, completely isolating the world inside the tent from the outside.

However, there was an observation window that allowed them to look outside from within.

It truly lived up to its eight-thousand-yuan price tag.

The girls sat in a circle. Jiang Yunlu was unhurriedly pulling things out of her backpack, looking like a mobile convenience store.

Feeling that this was too slow, she simply turned the whole backpack upside down.

A colorful assortment of snacks tumbled out all at once into the center, piling up into a small mountain.

Potato chips, chocolates, jellies, and a few cans of drinks that had reached room temperature.

These were all imported snacks brought directly from her home. Jiang Yunlu piled them all in the middle.

"Do you guys want some?"

"Wow! Thanks, Yunlu!"

Lyu Na was the first to respond. She picked up a bag of cheese sticks, her eyes curiously scanning the interior of the tent.

The space was much larger than expected. It was more than enough for the few girls sitting inside, and could even fit a few more people.

Jiang Yunlu pulled out a string of small star-shaped string lights from who-knows-where and hung it from the ceiling. A warm yellow glow instantly filled the space, dispelling the chill of the night and adding a touch of coziness.

The tent's zipper was designed on the inside, which gave the girls a lot of peace of mind.

"Yawn—" Cai Junhuang let out a huge yawn without caring about her image, lazily stretching her body. "How are you guys still so energetic?"

Mai Chuwen rubbed her eyes and followed suit with a yawn. "Don't even mention it. I woke up past nine today, and my eyelids are already fighting each other."

The atmosphere inside the tent gradually relaxed. As Lyu Na munched on her snacks, she suddenly remembered something. Lowering her voice, she carefully leaned in close to Mai Chuwen:

"By the way, aren't you afraid of offending the people in your own class by hanging out with us like this?"

Hearing this, Mai Chuwen burst into a laugh, her eyes carrying a carefree confidence. "Afraid of what? We're about to be divided into new classes anyway."

She paused, her tone certain. "I chose the liberal arts track, and my grades are already near the top of the class. There's no way I'll be staying in Class Fifteen."

Once she said this, everyone immediately understood.

Indeed, Mai Chuwen's grades ranked high in the entire grade. It was a sure thing that she would enter the key liberal arts class after the division.

On the other hand, An Yuexin happened to choose the science track, so there was no way the two of them could stay in the same class.

"What about An Yuexin then?" Cai Junhuang asked.

"He should be staying in Class Eight."

"It's fine. Sticking together all the time will only wear out a relationship faster," Mai Chuwen said with a serious face.

Lyu Na shook her head. "If he stayed in Class Fifteen, that would be pretty miserable."

"Even if we're not in the same class, it doesn't matter. Isn't Xie Yuling always doing her own thing in Class Seven too?" Mai Chuwen pointed outside.

The moment this name came up, Jiang Yunlu's movements stopped.

She sat by the tent entrance, lifted a corner of the observation window, and cast her gaze accurately toward a spot not far away.

Under the night sky, Xie Yuling and Lin Mo were leaning shoulder to shoulder. There seemed to be a faint, invisible barrier around them, forming a world of their own.

Jiang Yunlu just watched silently, her eyes dark and unreadable.

If it weren't for the fact that she had been exhausting herself from morning till night until her bones were about to fall apart, she might have charged out there right now.

Forget it.

I'll just consider this round my concession to you.

Jiang Yunlu let out a silent breath. Just as she was about to drop the curtain, she noticed a gaze fixed on her.

She turned her head and met Chu Miaomiao's clear eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"If you want to go out," Chu Miaomiao's voice was very soft but unusually firm, "I will probably stop you."

"Why?!" Jiang Yunlu was genuinely a bit curious.

In her eyes, Chu Miaomiao had always been a rival with little presence, almost zero aggressiveness, and was often overlooked.

But what kind of wrong medicine did she take today?

"Because..."

Chu Miaomiao lowered her head and swiped her fingertip across her phone screen, seemingly confirming something. When she looked up again, there was a different meaning in her eyes.

"Today is Yuling's birthday, and the birthday girl deserves to be happy."

Jiang Yunlu was completely stunned.

She is so sweet, it makes you want to cry.

Jiang Yunlu paused for a moment, a wave of emotion that made her not know whether to laugh or cry welling up inside her.

This little girl who usually kept to herself was actually protecting Xie Yuling's happiness in her own way.

"You... why are you always so considerate of others?"

Jiang Yunlu chuckled. She reached out in exasperation and vigorously rubbed Chu Miaomiao's head, messing up her hair.

Chu Miaomiao just let her rub it, adding seriously, "If it were your birthday, I would stop Yuling too."

The implication was: I'm not playing favorites, I'm just being reasonable.

Jiang Yunlu's hand stopped in mid-air.

Looking at Chu Miaomiao's serious face, the softest part of her heart felt like it had been gently poked.

"Alright, alright, I got it." She withdrew her hand, her tone unconsciously softening a lot. "Consider me bested by you. I won't go anywhere, okay?"

Saying that, she turned around and briskly pulled her sleeping bag out of her backpack, laying it out beneath her. Then she pulled out a brand new one and shoved it into Chu Miaomiao's arms without a word of protest.

"Take it. I brought a few extra."

Unlike the situation inside this tent, over at the other two tents, a group of boys had already gathered in one to start playing cards, while Lin Jiajun lay in the other tent, planning to catch some sleep first.

Because the campsite wasn't small and there weren't many tents, the noise from their group wouldn't affect anyone else.

Fang Jun, on the other hand, patrolled the area to check the situation. He walked over to the girls' tent.

"If you girls want to sleep, go ahead. Some of us guys will stay awake, so remember to call us to accompany you if you need to go to the restroom."

"Alright, we know, Xiao Fangzi. You may step down."

Cai Junhuang's voice came from inside.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Fang Jun returned to his side's tent, where An Yuexin, Ma Li, and Lyu Xian were playing Fight the Landlord.

So he simply held a box of Pretz, pulled one out, and dangled it in his mouth, looking as if he were contemplating the future.

After a while, the people from Class Fifteen slowly came up as well.

"Seriously, Tianyun Mountain is too greedy. They actually charge a separate admission fee just for this section of the path."

"After all, this is the place with the best scenery, so of course it requires a ticket."

The boys from Class Fifteen swept their gazes across the campsite, eventually landing on the largest tent there.

"This tent is huge. Whoever carried such a big tent all the way up here must have too much free time."

However, before they could finish speaking, Ruan Huanshan and a few other girls were already jogging toward the tent.

A moment later, the tent flap was pulled open, and the girls slipped inside.

Leaving a bunch of boys standing there, looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Wait, what's going on here?"

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