Dreams Come into Reality, Quietly Follow

Ye Mengfu finished speaking, too shy to face Lin Yu.

She shoved a carefully folded drawing into his hands and quickly ran into the residential complex.

Watching Xiao Fufu’s retreating figure and her adorable habit of constantly turning back to wave,

Lin Yu felt his heart flutter.

The drawing in his hands was Xiao Fufu’s creation from earlier that day.

Lin Yu had been busy in the kitchen and never got to see what she was drawing.

He could clearly sense that Xiao Fufu had deliberately hidden the content of her artwork.

Just as he suspected—

She had wanted to surprise him in the end.

Lin Yu unfolded the drawing and admired its contents.

The main backdrop was a tree.

A tree with a kite tangled in its branches!

Underneath it, a little girl crouched, gazing pitifully up at the kite atop the tree…

Lin Yu chuckled happily and carefully refolded the paper along its creases.

He had originally planned to leave without returning to his apartment,

but after seeing the drawing, he changed his mind.

Something this precious couldn’t just be carried around carelessly.

He had to keep it safe—no damage, no stains!

And there was more—

Beside the little girl… was a little boy!

Clumsily but determinedly climbing the tree,

reaching for the kite.

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That afternoon.

The hallway of Pingchuan University’s faculty offices.

Miao Haixin, the advisor for the directing class, walked uneasily toward the lounge.

Ever since arriving on campus,

last night’s dream had resurfaced in her mind, replaying relentlessly.

It left her restless all afternoon, unable to calm down.

Especially the part about Yan Miaozhu—

That woman had no moral boundaries at all!

It wasn’t just about the teacher-student dynamic.

She was married!

Yet at school, she deliberately acted single.

None of the faculty knew, and the students were even more clueless.

Because of that dream, Miao Haixin spent the whole day worrying—

Would Yan Miaozhu actually do something reckless?

One of the classes returning to campus today was under Yan Miaozhu’s supervision.

Right now… she was probably still in her office, wasn’t she?

Just as Miao Haixin was lost in thought—

The door to Yan Miaozhu’s office swung open!

Dressed in office attire, Yan Miaozhu stepped out, earbuds in, turning to lock the door behind her.

Before leaving,

she glanced up and down the hallway—no one in sight.

Clicking down the corridor in her heels,

Yan Miaozhu pressed a finger to her Bluetooth earbud and softly sent a voice message:

"Little brother, I’m so glad you’re free."

"My office is locked, so I need to find somewhere with a computer to work. Such a hassle."

"I’ll send you the location—just come meet me, okay?"

"Help your big sister out, and I’ll reward you!"

Yan Miaozhu practically skipped down the stairs,

completely unaware that someone was frantically hiding behind a pillar.

Miao Haixin held her breath: "!!!"

Oh my god—

Was she out of her mind?

Why had she instinctively hidden when she saw Yan Miaozhu?

Was it because she’d imagined too many #￥@ scenes about her?

Now that she was face-to-face with the real person, she couldn’t muster the courage to confront her?

But then again—

If she hadn’t hidden, she wouldn’t have overheard that message!

"Big sister… little brother…"

Could it really be—

Lin Yu?

Was she messaging Lin Yu?

No way it was that much of a coincidence, right? Maybe someone else?

Miao Haixin shook her head vigorously.

The world wasn’t that small—it couldn’t be Lin Yu.

She was letting that dream mess with her head too much.

As the sound of heels faded, Miao Haixin stepped out from behind the pillar and continued toward the lounge.

But—

before she’d gone more than a few steps, she stopped again.

After a brief pause,

she spun around and sprinted down the stairs.

Miao Haixin moved fast, not daring to slow down, terrified of losing sight of Yan Miaozhu.

Even if the person in that message wasn’t Lin Yu—

it was definitely some male student, right?

If she turned a blind eye now, wouldn’t the events from her dream just happen to someone else?

Not just Lin Yu—

any male student, unaware, becoming the "other man" in a ruined marriage… wasn’t that just tragic?

If Miao Haixin did nothing today and something happened later,

she’d be consumed with guilt for her inaction.

She dashed all the way to the campus gates,

finally spotting Yan Miaozhu again.

Immediately, she slowed her pace, keeping a safe distance.

Even though she wanted to intervene,

she had zero experience in this kind of situation.

So now…

what was she supposed to do?

Confront Yan Miaozhu directly?

No way—that wouldn’t work!

Nothing had even happened yet. A confrontation would be pointless.

Worst case—

Yan Miaozhu might just postpone her plans.

Next time, she’d be even more discreet, and Miao Haixin wouldn’t stumble upon her again.

Then today’s effort would be for nothing.

Pretend to need Yan Miaozhu for something and stall her?

That made no sense!

As an advisor, what urgent business could she possibly have with a lecturer?

Delaying her for a few minutes—or even ten—wouldn’t change anything.

Screw it.

If she couldn’t figure it out now, she’d just have to wing it.

At the very least, she had to keep following!

Yan Miaozhu reached the gates and hopped into a waiting taxi.

Miao Haixin didn’t hesitate—she jumped into the next cab in line:

"Driver, follow that taxi ahead!"

The driver glanced at her through the rearview mirror:

"Follow that car? That’s my buddy Lao Zhang’s ride."

"Miss, what’d the passenger up front do to you?"

"Don’t mind me asking, but… what’s the deal?"

Even as he said "don’t mind me asking,"

he was already asking.

And the car was moving at a leisurely pace—clearly not in a hurry to chase.

Not that she could blame him.

This was the kind of scene you only saw in movies.

Only two possibilities:

Either messy personal drama… or something illegal.

Miao Haixin was frantic and didn’t have time for niceties.

Hearing the driver’s question, she blurted out:

"That woman in front is seducing my boyfriend. I’m going to catch them!"

The driver’s expression instantly changed.

He swerved lanes and stomped on the gas, aggressively closing the distance.

"Damn, miss, why didn’t you say so sooner?"

"Nothing pisses me off more than cheaters and homewreckers!"

"Buckle up—I know Lao Zhang’s plates. We won’t lose ‘em."

Then he grabbed his radio:

"Copy that, copy that…"

"Lao Zhang, what’s the good job today?"

"Where you headed?"

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