Sifan nodded. "Okay, get some rest."
Wen Wan turned and started toward the girls' dormitory. After a few steps, she glanced back at him.
Under the streetlight, her face was flushed, her eyes sparkled, and a smile played on her lips.
Sifan waved at her.
Wen Wan waved back, then turned and ran into the dormitory complex.
Sifan remained where he was, watching her figure disappear into the night. He stood there for a long moment before finally heading toward the men's dormitory.
Back in his dorm, Gao Lao and the others were in the middle of a game. They offered a casual greeting when they saw him walk in.
Sifan mumbled a reply, climbed into his bunk, and lay down.
But once he lay down, sleep wouldn't come.
His mind was filled with images from the day.
The memory of Wen Wan throwing herself into his arms in the haunted house—so soft, so fragrant.
Her hand gripping his tightly on the roller coaster.
The blush on her face on the Ferris wheel, her soft, pink lips.
