Chapter 127: Silly, Dopey, Lovably Goofy, and a Little Cute
The next morning, sunshine streamed through the train window, casting a warm glow on Long Aotian.
Groggily opening his eyes, he took a deep breath and rubbed his hair. “Hey, this isn’t my bed… Sleeping on someone else’s bed is just plain uncomfortable.”
He rolled over and sat up, glancing at the bed across from him—where a girl was still sound asleep.
Long Aotian’s jaw twitched. Suddenly, he felt his face flush with embarrassment.
The girl lying on her side, her eyes closed, facing his direction—her brows relaxed, her breathing gentle, sleeping so soundly that her small blanket almost slipped from her shoulders without waking.
He shook his head, reached out, pulled the blanket back onto her, and stood up to head toward the corridor.
The train carriage had a connecting bathroom—Long Aotian went in, washed his face, and then returned to his original bed.
Maybe because he didn’t control his footsteps well…
Just as he sat back down, Hu Yuying on the opposite bed lazily opened her eyes. Clearly exhausted, she softly called out, “Brother Long.”
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she tried to fake some energy, but her sleepy, blurry expression only made her look even more adorable and soft.
She twirled her fluffy hair absentmindedly, her brain still groggy. In that fleeting, adorable cluelessness, he really wanted to scoop her into his arms and give her a good pat—no, a good tease!
Long Aotian coughed awkwardly, feeling suddenly guilty, and awkwardly turned his head away. “Sleep a little longer. I’ll wake you when we arrive.”
Hu Yuying nodded blankly. Her understanding of Long Aotian was just like Long Aotian’s understanding of her—mutually vague. Her guilty look flickered across her face for just a second, and Long Aotian caught that too.
But right now, Hu Yuying was way too sleepy.
Too late to bed last night, and it was only six in the morning—her head was swimming. She didn’t know what Long Aotian was feeling guilty about. She softly mumbled, then closed her eyes and drifted back to sleep.
Hu Yuying had always wanted to appear strong in front of Long Aotian. But today’s bleary-eyed realness—boy, it was genuinely adorable and maybe even a little bit embarrassing for him.
Silly, dopey, thick — with those big watery eyes and a face that looked innocent and innocent to everyone… just too cute…
Long Aotian withdrew his gaze, sitting cross-legged on the bed, about three hours from Kyoto Station.
Still dreaming.
Hu Yuying felt her nose itch and instinctively brushed at it. But then her nose started itching again.
Slowly opening her eyes, she saw Long Aotian standing there, smirking at her.
“Brother Long~” her voice was soft and slightly husky from sleep.
“Come on, time to freshen up a bit. We’re about to arrive,” he said.
Hearing that, Hu Yuying instantly snapped to attention. She hadn’t forgotten today was her big report to A University.
Quickly rubbing her eyes and sitting up from the cramped bed, she nodded obediently. She grabbed her bag hidden under the pillow, took out her toiletries, and headed for the bathroom.
Not long after, Hu Yuying returned looking much more spirited.
Water droplets traced elegant paths down her fair face—serene and radiant, like a water lily.
“Eat a little less. When we get off, Brother Long will treat you to breakfast in Kyoto,” he said.
“Mm-hm,” she giggled and nodded, trusting everything her brother said without question.
Just then, Hu Yuying’s phone vibrated twice.
She pulled it out. “Brother Long is Qing Xue.”
She held up the phone, showing the picture of Qing Xue at the campus gate to Long Aotian.
Next, the video showed roads within the campus, various buildings, even a bank, hospital, and market.
Long Aotian, an old country bumpkin, stared in astonishment. He’d always thought A University was just an academic fortress, but this… this was a lively city!
Beach volleyball courts, archery ranges, track fields, even a roller skate rink…
Just seeing the photos made it clear: A University was practically a small county—more like a city than a school.
“This is college? How come it doesn’t look like what I imagined?” Long Aotian had never been to college himself. His understanding was based entirely on TV dramas.
But these photos Qing Xue sent completely shattered his preconceptions.
Suddenly, he started looking forward to his own university life.
A University and T University were both in Haidian District, so logically, there shouldn’t be that much difference.
With anticipation building, the train finally arrived at its terminus—Kyoto.
Long Aotian slung his bag over his shoulder, took their luggage, and followed the crowd outside.
As soon as he stepped off the train, every cell in his body trembled slightly—an excited tremor.
Hu Yuying, also visibly excited, was right beside him.
“Follow closely,” he said, grabbing her luggage and heading out.
Kyoto, in Long Aotian’s words, was vast and magnificent.
Kyoto Station was as huge as Bay Bay Station.
And crowded—really crowded. The streets were packed with cars one after another.
Prosperous, yet the surrounding buildings weren’t tall—but they exuded an extraordinary bustling energy.
“Is this the city we’ll be living in for the next four years?” he sighed in awe.
Suddenly, a clear voice cut through the noise—bright and cheerful, like silver bells.
It was Qing Xue.
Every time he saw her, he couldn’t help but be swept up by her vitality and lively spirit. Always full of energy, she seemed to be unaware of sadness and never aging—just the most beautiful of them all.
