Seeing Shen Weimin lower his head and quietly eat his noodles, Xu Changqing's gaze slowly drifted back to him. Scene after scene of the Shen Weimin from her dreams replayed in her mind.
Sigh.
'You big dummy.'
'He looks so smart, and he really is sharp, so why is he so hung up on things?' She'd actually always known how popular he was with the girls.
'Not like her and Little Tiger—she was a tomboy, and he was big and burly. If you could say Brother Gangzi was handsome, then Shen Weimin was exceptionally so.'
'Ever since she'd known him, his fair-skinned face never got sun-scorched like hers and Brother Gangzi's did every summer. He just got this light, honey-toned tan.'
'Add to that his well-defined features and the easy confidence in his smile. Other than his slightly thin lips, he was definitely handsome enough to be worthy of all the girls who had ever blushed for him.'
