True Love

On the day his foot was injured, there was only about a month left before the semester ended. After spending a few days in the hospital, lazing around for a few more, then studying a bit to muddle through the exams, the semester was almost over.

Lin Yu was actually quite puzzled by the uneventfulness of this period.

Remembering the day he left the basketball court, and how the guy with the buzz cut looked like he wanted to skin him alive, Lin Yu had thought he might try to get revenge somehow.

But now, with the holidays almost here, there hadn't been any movement from him. It was truly disappointing.

Shaking his head, he leaned to the side, lifted his hip, and reached back to adjust the oversized wrench on his wheelchair cushion until it wasn't so uncomfortable anymore. Then he withdrew his hand, settled back onto the cushion, and continued musing about how fast time flies.

In the afternoon, Lin Yu went to the hospital for another X-ray. His ankle was healing well, but the cast couldn't be removed just yet. A conservative estimate said it would need at least another half month.

Hearing the doctor's words, Lin Yu nodded and accepted the hassle of having to go home in a wheelchair.

After packing up back at school, the next day, Lin Yu grabbed his phone, wallet, and bank card, and eagerly prepared to leave campus and plunge into the welcoming embrace of H City.

As for things like a change of clothes and other miscellaneous items, Lin Yu planned to just buy new ones back home. Carrying them would be too much trouble anyway.

After all, what he had here were summer and autumn clothes, which would be useless back home...

...

Oh, right!

Just before leaving the dorm, a question popped into Lin Yu's mind.

It would definitely be very cold in H City at this time of year. Should he buy a padded coat to wear?

He stroked his chin and thought about it.

Lin Yu decided it wasn't worth the effort.

It was just the short walk from the airport to the car, and from the car to his home. How cold could it possibly get in just that short distance?

It wasn't necessary.

He was a young guy, full of vitality, he could definitely handle it!

With his last concern settled, Lin Yu took the elevator downstairs and sped towards the school gate.

On the way, he saw a familiar face he hadn't seen in a long time.

Tao Yaoyao!

This was the first time he'd seen her since they parted at the hospital a month ago.

She was sitting on a bench by the roadside, holding an iPad, absorbed in doing something. Her focused, downcast expression was quite lovely, like a gentle, studious, and noble young lady from a manga.

Just as Lin Yu spotted her, she seemed to sense something and looked up.

But because Lin Yu was speeding along so fast, their gazes didn't even have time to meet before he whizzed past.

Leaving Tao Yaoyao far behind, Lin Yu hesitated for a moment, then simply acted as if he hadn't seen her. Without even a greeting, he pushed the joystick and left at full speed.

Lin Yu flew down the path in his wheelchair, his figure growing smaller and smaller in the middle of the road.

Tao Yaoyao watched him depart in silence. Only when his back had completely disappeared did she slowly withdraw her gaze, close the protective case of her tablet, a hint of disappointment flickering in her picturesque brows and eyes.

She stood up unhurriedly, hugged the tablet to her chest, and walked towards the teaching building.

There were many clubs on the university campus, all sorts of weird and wonderful ones.

For example, there was a Mahjong Club, a Foodie Club, a Wake-Up Club, and even a Frog Care Association.

You could say the bizarreness of the clubs was limited only by your imagination; there was nothing that didn't exist.

However, while the school approved these various oddball clubs, they generally didn't pay them much mind. Usually, they'd just stamp the application form and leave them to their own devices—no funding, and they had to find their own activity spaces.

But among this host of alternative clubs, there was one called trUelOve.

This club was an absolute exception. The school had specially arranged a huge office for this small club of about a dozen people.

As for funding, they didn't give a single cent, but the key point was, the club didn't need it.

To put it without exaggeration, the one thing this small club was least short of was money!

Tao Yaoyao was a member of this club. Not knowing where else to go, she came here.

The office was decorated very cozily, with a rather casual layout. It didn't look like a workplace, but more like an exquisitely furnished little nest for a gathering of close girlfriends.

Though the value of this little nest was something the vast majority of people in this world probably wouldn't be able to discern.

The oversized plush toy in the corner was an authentic limited-edition piece with a price tag well into the five figures.

The quadruple-door refrigerator stocked with ice cream and drinks had an online price starting with a two, followed by five more digits.

The shelf nearby, filled with snacks, was quite ordinary—just plain black hollow iron pipes with plain transparent plastic panels. A similar one online probably wouldn't cost more than a hundred yuan. The bag of red chips on that shelf was probably enough to buy thirty such shelves.

There was even a glass wine rack against the wall, neatly lined with expensive foreign liquors, not a single bottle priced below five figures.

Even the seemingly ordinary sofa was a hand-stitched product from a top-tier foreign brand, with a frighteningly high price tag.

The moment Tao Yaoyao walked in, she caught the attention of Gu Xinran, who was on the sofa.

She was eating chips. Seeing Tao Yaoyao, her chip-holding hand paused by her mouth. She raised a long, spirited eyebrow and asked curiously:

"So? Did you manage to snag that scammer?"

'Scammer' was the nickname the members of this small club had given him, because with a face that looked like it belonged behind bars, he was engaged in something as pure as love.

The club members unanimously agreed this was no different from fraud.

Tao Yaoyao shook her head, her tone somewhat helpless as she said:

"No. He was in his wheelchair, didn't even glance at me. Seemed like he was afraid I'd delay his takeoff."

Hearing this, Gu Xinran rolled her eyes. She popped the chip by her mouth into her mouth and mumbled a complaint:

"If he didn't have a girlfriend, I'd suspect he was gay. Out of all of us, there isn't a single one he fancies. What a weirdo."

Tao Yaoyao didn't respond. She walked over to the long table, pulled out a chair, sat down, and began searching for sheet music on her tablet to look at.

Gu Xinran happily sat on the sofa munching chips. As she ate, her mind gradually wandered away from the food, her gaze drifting until it settled on Tao Yaoyao's dignified and alluring back.

Looking at that waist, which wasn't specially cinched but still appeared slender enough to be held in one hand, Gu Xinran almost drooled.

She sucked the seasoning powder off each of her fingers, stood up, walked behind Tao Yaoyao, spun her chair around, lifted a leg to straddle her lap, wrapped her arms around the back of the chair, and quickly leaned in until their noses were almost touching before stopping. In an ambiguous tone, she asked:

"Are you free tonight? Want to go out for a drink?"

Tao Yaoyao's gaze remained calm. Facing Gu Xinran's inviting look, she gently shook her head and refused:

"No, I have plans tonight."

"Really?" Gu Xinran asked again, unwilling to give up.

Tao Yaoyao nodded.

"Alright then."

Gu Xinran stood up, shrugged her shoulders in disappointment, then turned and left, ready to go bother some other little girl.

The door snapped shut with a sharp click, leaving Tao Yaoyao alone in the room. She gazed out the window at the bright, sunny day, then slowly lowered her eyelids, a look of guilt seeming to settle over her.