The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Chapter 196: 196 First Love (2)

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This direct and unsophisticated confession was the first Bo Yan had ever encountered.

Being a rather reserved person, he wasn’t quite accustomed to such straightforward interactions. Although Xia Siyu’s appearance dazzled him, and her personality left an impression, everything seemed to be moving too quickly. They had just met and he had just learned her name; he felt caught off guard.

If Bo Yan had rejected her on the spot, it would have been a different story altogether. Siyu, despite being direct, was also very proud. If Bo Yan had refused her right from the start, she definitely wouldn’t have persisted.

But right at that moment, Bo Yan’s mentor called out to him, “Bo Yan, what are you doing? Come here quickly.”

Bo Yan immediately nodded, “Understood, Teacher.”

With that interruption, he managed to recover from his initial surprise. He looked back at Xia Siyu, “Sorry, my teacher needs me for something urgent.”

As he was about to leave, Xia Siyu called out to him again, “Bo Yan, what’s your phone number?”

Perhaps it was because the sound of her calling his name was too pleasant, or perhaps it was because of her face, Bo Yan usually wouldn’t have lingered, but this time, almost as if possessed, he said, “It’s on the course selection system, I’m a teaching assistant.”

After these words, he left hastily.

It’s now the end of the semester. For Xia Siyu and the other freshmen, their college life was just beginning.

But for Bo Yan and his fellow seniors, their college days were drawing to a close.

The five guys in their dormitory at N University, two were going abroad, two had secured graduate school placements, and the last one had also found a job—the countdown was truly underway.

What can graduating students do? Eating, drinking, going on graduation trips, boys singing love songs under girls’ dorm windows, continuing on or parting ways as they must.

Bo Yan was busy; standardly, a master’s degree took three years, a doctoral degree four years, but he had to complete seven years’ worth of coursework in just four, on top of assisting his mentor with miscellaneous tasks.

He did feel a sense of nostalgia, but there was also a bit of anticipation.

For example, that day he told that girl his contact information.

Before meeting Xia Siyu, Bo Yan never considered himself a person swayed by looks. Having lost his parents early on, he grew up under the care of others and never felt much warmth within his family. The girls who showed interest in him were either attracted by his looks or his background—none of which he really liked.

But he later discovered it was just that those girls’ faces weren’t enough to captivate him at first sight.

Yet after he gave Xia Siyu his contact information, that girl never got in touch with him again.

Maybe she forgot, maybe she didn’t hear him clearly, but following that class, everything vanished without a trace.

Another week and it was time for the university art education class again. This time, when Bo Yan arrived, he found the class unexpectedly full.

Perhaps those who hadn’t attended the last roll call were afraid of missing it again and hurried over hoping for a reprieve. Or maybe it was because they discovered the teaching assistant was particularly handsome. In any case, it was visibly more crowded around him, and the majority were girls.

Bo Yan glanced back and saw that Xia Siyu wasn’t in the last row. What’s the situation? Is she skipping class too? Could she have changed seats?

He even used an activity as an excuse to look around, but genuinely couldn’t spot her. Bo Yan was indeed a bit disappointed, but he didn’t think too much of it and stayed until the class ended.

Right as the bell signaling the end of the class rang, he finished packing up his things and was ready to leave. Just as he opened the door, outside stood Xia Siyu, her eyes sparkling.