Does This Count as Online Dating?

(About 100,000 characters in total) Shu Le was blessed with rosy lips and pearly teeth. At nineteen, he left his little mountain village with all his belongings, planning to follow his mother-in-law's advice: go to university in Beicheng and make a home in the big city.

Beicheng was prosperous. Even the train station toilets were tiled. Shu Le resolved to stay.

He had hurried all the way there and was covered in dust. His usually captivating face was veiled in grime, leaving only his eyes shining brightly.

But he got stuck at the very first step.

Shu Le took out the old-model smartphone he'd bought in a small county town, which had already passed through who knew how many hands. He scanned the class group QR code at the new student registration desk for a full three minutes, until the phone finally crashed...

Unlike Shu Le, who was used to this sort of thing, everyone around him exchanged bewildered looks.

An upperclassman asked him to leave his contact information and said he'd add him to the group after finishing up. Shu Le nodded, slung his luggage bag over his shoulder, and headed for the dorm.

That afternoon, he received a friend request on WeChat. The kind upperclassman had added him to the class group. Shu Le was immensely grateful! There really were so many good people in the big city!

Shu Le treasured every person who showed him kindness, and would message the other person from time to time to maintain their relationship.

"Senior, do you know how to buy things on a phone?"

"Google it."

Ten minutes later.

"Senior, I don't think I can buy anything."

The other person fell silent.

"Senior, why does cold water come out even after I put in the hot-water card?" Shu Le stood in the bathroom, took a picture, and sent it over.

"Turn it to the left. Also, don't take pictures of the tiles while you're showering."

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Yu Ji'an was a sophomore at Beicheng University. He had a handsome face, but was distant, giving off an aura that warned strangers to keep their distance.

On the day first-years registered, amid a crowd of stylishly dressed new students, one person stood out in particular. Yu Ji'an couldn't help noticing him.

His mild temperament, outdated phone, faded shirt, patched-up trousers, and tacky luggage bag.

Someone had left a new student's contact information behind. After a hectic flurry of activity, the slip of paper fell to the ground, covered in shoeprints.

Like the person it belonged to, it had gone completely unnoticed.

Yu Ji'an stared at the paper, then finally picked it up and added him.

Who could have guessed that from then on, the junior would treat him like a walking search engine?

A few weeks later.

Yu Ji'an was serving as an interviewer for the student union and couldn't help glancing at a junior who was looking down and memorizing his interview script.

That very night, he received a message from the junior.

Shu Le was encountering a serious, semi-professional environment for the first time and nervously asked:

"Senior, during the interview today, there was someone in a black hat glaring at me the whole time. Could he use some shady trick to keep me from getting in?"

Yu Ji'an: "..."

Later, during winter break.

Shu Le lay on Yu Ji'an's bed, overcome with emotion and weeping softly.

Yu Ji'an asked him what was wrong. Shu Le said he was the best friend he'd ever made.

Shu Le thought Yu Ji'an seemed even more like a simple, honest person from the countryside than he did.

With such a luxurious mansion, how could he let Shu Le stay and eat there for free?

At night, afraid he might be cold, Yu Ji'an turned on the air conditioner, covered him with a blanket, and held his hands and feet to warm them.

Yu Ji'an looked at the person crying with gratitude and fell silent.

Friends who share a bed and pillow on each other's arm?

Reading guide:

1. Older top, happy ending.

2. Not much logic, just sweet.

Pre-release: The Foolish Incubus's False Pregnancy. Please add to your collection! One-on-one sweet romance!

Theme: Strive hard to create a brilliant future.