novelraw Chapter 0172 Revisiting an Old haunt
Chapter 0172 Revisiting an Old haunt
weekend.
University A campus.
The early summer sun shines through the dense plane trees lining both sides of the road, casting dappled shadows.
It was a weekend afternoon, and the campus was filled with students in twos and threes, brimming with youthful vigor and vitality.
On a tree-lined avenue.
A man and a woman walked slowly, hand in hand.
Both of them were dressed very simply.
The man was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, paired with dark jeans and clean white sneakers.
The woman was wearing the same white sweatshirt, and her long hair was tied into a high ponytail.
Their fingers were intertwined.
They were remarkably in sync.
If you ignore the occasional glint of the luxury watches on their wrists, their outfits are no different from those of any college couple you'd see on campus.
To avoid causing unnecessary commotion, both of them wore black face masks.
It covered most of her face.
But one's temperament cannot be hidden.
The man was tall and imposing, with broad shoulders and long legs. His walk exuded a lazy yet undeniable sense of pressure.
The girl was petite and delicate, with a pair of clear and lively peach blossom eyes that curved into crescent moons when she smiled.
The younger students passing by frequently glanced at them.
"Hey, look at that couple over there, they have such amazing style."
"That boy's back view... why does it look so familiar?"
"Don't you think he looks a bit like that senior Jiang on the honor wall?"
"Jiang Ci? That CEO Jiang from Limitless? How could that be! He's a multi-billionaire now, always surrounded by bodyguards. How could he possibly be strolling around campus in a hoodie?"
The murmurs drifted over on the breeze.
Wen Ning heard it.
She smiled and gently scratched Jiang Ci's palm with her finger.
"General Manager Jiang."
She lowered her voice and teased, "Your disguise as a billionaire CEO doesn't seem to be very successful. People are starting to recognize you from behind."
Jiang Ci turned his head to the side.
His voice sounded muffled through the mask, yet it carried a hint of laughter.
"So what if they recognize me?"
He squeezed her hand.
"Taking my fiancée back to my alma mater for a walk is perfectly legal and compliant."
……
The two walked along the tree-lined path and unknowingly arrived at the outdoor basketball court.
This is the holy land where male students at University A unleash their hormones.
Several competitions were being held in several areas enclosed by barbed wire.
The sounds of basketballs hitting the floor with a "thud," the sharp screeching of sneakers against the ground, and the shouts of the boys mingled together, creating an atmosphere of exhilarating excitement.
Jiang Ci slowed down.
Finally, it stopped in front of the barbed wire fence outside the second field.
He looked at the row of blue plastic seats for resting on the side of the court.
The valve of memory was instantly opened.
Do you remember this place?
Jiang Ci turned around, his deep gaze falling on Wen Ning.
He pointed his finger through the gaps in the barbed wire and pointed to the seat in the far corner.
Wen Ning looked in the direction he was pointing.
stunned for a moment.
Immediately, a blush spread across her cheeks.
How could I not remember?
The autumn sports meet three years ago.
She was sitting in this spot.
Wearing a striking red jersey, holding a red pom-pom from his arch-rival.
"then……"
Jiang Ci's voice trailed off, carrying a hint of mockery, as if he were settling scores later.
"That little traitor, who's in Cao Cao's camp but has his heart in Han, is the one wearing a red jersey, sitting here trying to annoy me."
He moved closer to her.
He lowered his head and whispered in her ear.
"When I saw you on the field, I felt like killing you."
Wen Ning's ears itched from his warm breath.
She glared back defiantly and poked the chest of his hoodie.
"How dare you say that?"
She retorted with a smile, her voice sweet and charming.
"It's clearly you who's too domineering."
"In front of thousands of students, he charged straight into the opposing team's territory to steal someone. He even forced your jersey over my head."
Jiang Ci did not refute.
He chuckled softly.
He stretched out his hand.
He grabbed Wen Ning by the waist and pulled her towards him.
He turned his foot.
He led her into the rest area that was unused.
Right in front of that very spot from back then.
He stopped.
He trapped her between himself and the barbed wire.
Jiang Ci took off the mask from her face.
She reached out and gently removed Wen Ning's mask.
Their breaths mingled instantly.
"Do you know what I was thinking that day when I pulled you close and held you in my arms to wipe your sweat?"
He lowered his eyes, looking at her red lips so close to his.
His voice was low and husky, lingering and tender.
Wen Ning's heart skipped a beat.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I think……"
Jiang Ci's gaze gradually deepened, revealing an extreme affection that had been tempered by the passage of time.
I really want to hide you away.
"Hidden in a place where only I can see it."
"Don't let anyone see you, and don't let you smile at anyone."
That was his possessiveness from three years ago—a secret, crazy, and unspoken desire.
Wen Ning looked at him.
A soft light shone in his eyes.
She raised her hand and wrapped it around his neck.
"Now we don't need to hide anymore."
She tiptoed and touched his nose with hers.
"I am already yours. No one can take me away."
……
Just as the two were in the perfect mood and about to kiss,
"Bang!"
A basketball slammed heavily onto the wire mesh with a loud thud.
It then bounced and landed at Jiang Ci's feet.
On the court, several boys playing basketball ran over.
"Sorry, classmate! My hand slipped!"
The boy in the lead ran closer, covered in sweat.
Just about to retrieve the ball.
Looking up, I could see Jiang Ci's face without a mask.
The boy was stunned.
His eyes widened instantly.
"Holy crap... Jiang... Senior Jiang?!"
This exclamation drew the attention of everyone else on the field.
"It really is Jiang Ci!"
"That eternal god of A University!"
"Isn't that Wen Ning, the senior student next to him?! That perfect couple from the trending topics has gone back to school!"
Several young men excitedly gathered around, their eyes filled with admiration.
In the hearts of the computer science department and all the male students at A University, Jiang Ci is not only a top student, but also an idol of entrepreneurial success.
Jiang Ci loosened his grip on Wenning.
He bent down and picked up the basketball from the ground with one hand.
The basketball spun around on my fingertips, and the feel was still familiar.
"Hey senior, wanna play a game?"
The boy boldly invited him, his face full of anticipation.
"We're short-handed!"
Jiang Ci initially wanted to refuse.
He rarely plays ball anymore; he spends most of his time in meetings and with his wife.
But he glanced at Wen Ning beside him.
Wen Ning's eyes were sparkling as she looked at him expectantly.
She seemed eager to see him running on the court again.
"it is good."
Jiang Ci nodded.
He took off his black hoodie and casually handed it to Wen Ning.
She was only wearing a simple white short-sleeved T-shirt underneath.
The arms have strong, smooth lines.
He took the basketball.
Step onto the court.
No warm-up.
They didn't switch to professional basketball shoes.
He stood outside the three-point line, dribbling with one hand.
"Bang, bang, bang."
The sound of the basketball hitting the ground was steady and powerful.
The boy defending him nervously spread his arms wide.
Jiang Ci's eyes sharpened.
Suddenly, a very fast change of direction.
Use a fake move to get past the defender.
Immediately afterwards, he exerted force with both feet and took a rapid step back.
The body stretches out in the air, jumps, and the wrist flicks lightly.
His movements were fluid and graceful, just like the spirited young man he once was.
The basketball traced a perfect parabola in the air.
"Whoosh—"
Hollow-core netting.
The net churned up white waves.
The entire room fell silent for a second.
This was followed by enthusiastic cheers.
"Awesome!!!"
"Wow, you're so cool, senior! Your skills haven't deteriorated at all!"
Sidelines.
Wen Ning was holding Jiang Ci's hoodie.
Seeing him radiant in the sunlight, the love in my heart erupted like a volcano, and I could no longer suppress it.
This time.
She wasn't wearing a red jersey.
They did not sit on the enemy's side.
She stood in the family section that belonged to him.
Cup your hands around your mouth, making a trumpet shape.
In front of all the boys in the room.
He shouted it out with all his might:
"husband--!!!"
"So handsome!!!"
The crisp sound pierced through the noise of the stadium.
Jiang Ci, who was preparing to retreat on the field, suddenly froze in place.
He turned his head.
He looked toward Wen Ning on the sidelines.
That one word, "husband," was like an electric current, instantly piercing through his entire body.
Even my blood is boiling.
Jiang Ci smiled.
That smile was bright, exuberant, and carried a kind of unbridled spirit unique to young people.
He stopped paying attention to the ball game.
She didn't even care about the groans of the boys around her who were being force-fed dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).
He turned around immediately.
He strode towards Wen Ning.
They were radiating sunshine and heat.
He ran up to her.
He did not slow down.
He reached out and cupped her cheeks in his hands.
Amidst the cheers and screams that erupted from the audience.
Lower your head.
He kissed her lips heavily and deeply.
……
"Whoa whoa whoa—!!!"
"Kill me! Why make us single people watch this?!"
"Give me a kiss! And another kiss!"
The shouts of the younger students rose and fell, so enthusiastic that it seemed they wanted to tear down the barbed wire fence.
Jiang Ci released Wen Ning's lips.
Their foreheads touched.
Wen Ning's face was as red as a ripe apple, but she still looked at him with a bright smile.
Jiang Ci raised his hand and wiped away the glistening moisture from her lips.
His chest heaved violently from the running and excitement.
He turned his head.
I glanced at the energetic young faces cheering on the field.
He turned back and looked at his beloved in his arms.
three years ago.
They were tugging at each other, testing each other, and flirting with each other.
Three years later.
They kissed here, openly and without reservation.
Time flies.
The students on the playground have changed batch after batch.
Those naive and confused years of youth will eventually fade away with the falling leaves.
But fortunately.
After the storm, love will last forever.
He squeezed her hand.
Their fingers are intertwined.
"Let's go, Mrs. Jiang."
"go home."