Night fell.
The lights in the dorm had long since gone out.
But Jiang Sifan was still awake.
He stared at his phone screen, the photo on it exceptionally glaring in the dim dorm room.
A red and white Christmas outfit, a pair of fair legs peeking out from under the short skirt, and a reindeer antler headband on her head.
'Who wouldn't be captivated by a sight like that?'
He had to admit, his heart was stirred.
It wasn't a thunderous, all-consuming attraction, but a secret, indescribable sense of anticipation.
He started looking forward to the days after her college entrance exams, looking forward to the cheerful grin she'd have when she said, "I'll wear it for you."
After all, who could turn down an invitation to a private dress-up show from an eighteen-year-old girl who liked him?
He placed his phone face down by his pillow and rolled over.
But when he closed his eyes, the photo still danced in his mind.
