September was bustling with activity. Surprisingly, a freshman was assigned to a senior dormitory. Xie Chenmian walked into the dormitory with her luggage. One of the three roommates seemed to be very famous. Thinking of this, she looked up and saw Ji Linjue, who had just finished taking a shower with wet hair. When Ji Linjue took a look, he found that the new junior student seemed to be a little heartless boy who moved away when he was a child and never contacted him. . . . "Oh, hello, junior fellow student. I am... Ji Linjue, your roommate." Xie Chenmian never expected that the 187-year-old Ji Linjue would hug his waist, bury his body on his shoulder and whisper in a low voice, "Ignore me, please ignore me. Can you sleep well?"
Intention: Destined