My Roommate Is a Socialite from Beijing's Elite Circle

[Everyday campus life] + [Sweet romance] + [Adorable contrast] + [Mutual healing]

I got into the elite university of my dreams and thought I'd be settling into a life of buried-in-my-books studying. Then my roommate left me speechless.

My roommate was Su Qingyue.

The one rumored to be a young heiress from Beijing's elite circles.

I figured we could keep our distance and leave each other alone, then peacefully share a room for four years.

But reality hit me with a face-slapping twist:

When I stayed up late rushing to finish assignments, she'd quietly bring me warm milk and an eye-friendly desk lamp, then awkwardly mutter, "Staying up late is bad for your eyes."

When I complained about the cafeteria food, she'd show up on the weekend with home-cooked dishes she'd learned to make herself.

Little by little, I discovered that this "Beijing heiress" had all sorts of adorable surprises. Her eyes lit up at the candied hawthorns sold by the school gate. When I called her new plushie "cute," she secretly slipped an identical one into my locker. And when I was feeling down, she'd awkwardly pat my shoulder and, after a long pause, manage to say, "It's okay. I'm here."

The whole school was baffled: How had aloof Su Qingyue become so clingy and protective around me?

One summer night, she leaned on the balcony and looked back at me, her eyes sparkling. "Actually... I've wanted a friend like you for a long time."

My heart gave a sudden leap. Looking at her ears, faintly red as she tried to play it cool, I suddenly thought:

Having the heiress from Beijing's elite circles as my roommate might be more than just lucky. Maybe these sweet, pink bubbles are growing between us?