Almost as soon as they walked into the school gate side by side, several people greeted Ryder. He just lazily glanced sideways at them, casually waved his hand, and didn't show any intention of talking.
Aria curiously looked over. Before she could clearly see what was going on, she felt as if she was picked up and moved a bit.
Wait? Picked up?
She came to her senses, her pupils dilated, and her eyes widened a little.
—Ryder was holding the back collar of her coat. The warmth from his fingertips inadvertently rubbed against the skin on the back of her neck. She subconsciously shivered and shrank her neck.
Aria was stunned for a moment. Her ears caught the surprised voices of the people around and the chaotic chatter.
She was gently pushed forward a step.
With an impatient soft "tsk" from above her head, Ryder's casual voice rang out, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and go."
Numerous curious gazes fell on them.
However, Aria was already too busy to care about that.
Feeling the inescapable warmth on the back of her neck and with that hand still holding her collar, she stammered, "You... you let go first."
The back of the neck was the Achilles' heel for furry animals.
Aria was also afraid of it.
She didn't understand why Ryder suddenly seemed like a different person towards her. They hadn't interacted like this before.
She didn't know what to do for a while.
Ryder let go as if nothing had happened and asked her, "Which apartment are you in? I'll take you back."
Aria obediently replied, "Apartment No. 7."
"Let's go." He raised his chin and walked ahead with his hands in his pockets.
Aria quickly caught up.
The voices of discussion were soon left behind. The boy's steps were fast and big. Considering her, he deliberately slowed down his pace. Following his back was the thing she was most familiar with.
As long as she wasn't being watched by him and didn't have to face him directly, Aria wouldn't feel nervous.
She relaxed, walked steadily with her steps, grasped the strap of her shoulder bag, and stared at him without blinking.
The boy's back was broad and straight. His prominent shoulder blades propped up, and the fabric on his back formed an obvious curve. He looked tough and unyielding. Although he was lean, he wasn't thin, but rather sturdy and strong.
The best vitality of this age.
Aria loved Ryder's ruffian yet gentle youthful charm to death.
Apartment No. 7 was not far from the steps after going up the steps of the Hope Monument. Even though she deliberately slowed down her pace, it still only took ten minutes. The two of them stopped at the foot of the apartment.
Aria looked at the rather high steps.
Ryder leaned on the handrail beside the steps, looking casual, lowered his eyes and looked at her lazily with a smile, "Here we are. Go back. Remember to tell that little girl Maya Brooks when you get to the dormitory."
Aria was stunned for a moment and then nodded dully.
After stepping on a few steps, she looked back. He hadn't moved yet, just leaning there, with no expression on his face and a faint look in his eyes.
Under the dim light, he seemed distant and strange, as if he would never be in the same world as her.
It was because of Maya Brooks.
Two parallel lines suddenly had a forced intersection.
He had patiently sent her home before. Every time he took those extra stops on the bus, it was because she was Maya Brooks' good friend.
She was lucky only because she was benefiting from that connection.
Aria took a gentle breath, suppressed the sudden sour feeling, curved her lips, and said in a low voice, "Ryder."
He raised his eyes casually.
Aria: "Thank you for sending me back tonight. You should go back quickly."
Ryder took a look at her, didn't stay long, casually took out the cigarette box from his pocket, bit out a cigarette with his head down, and walked away casually with an unrestrained back.
The flame swayed in the night wind.
The hazy smoke drifted backwards along his side. After a while, Aria smelled a very faint minty smell.
Aria stood there until his carefree figure completely disappeared from sight. Then she turned up around and quietly walked up the steps into the apartment.
If he didn't look back, he would never see her seeing him off.
**
The next morning.
It was the second day at school. Everyone's excitement hadn't worn off yet. Everyone in the dormitory got up very early. Aria opened her eyes, stared blankly at the ceiling for a while without expression.
There was a very slight noise in the dormitory.
When the sleepy feeling passed, she took out the earplugs from her ears, leaned out of the bed and took a look.
The others were also awake.
Hearing the noise from Aria's side, they all looked at her in unison and then spoke up, "Finally awake."
Aria had come back a little after twelve o'clock last night, and they were already asleep by then.
Sophie said, "Seeing that you came back so late last night, we didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of waking you up."
Aria smiled at them. The thoughtfulness of her roommates warmed her heart, "Thank you."
"Going out and having fun until so late on the first day here. You're something, Ri-Ri," Olivia teased her, "Come on, tell us. Which young man did you go on a date with last night?"
Oli raised her eyebrows, smiling in a rather lewd way, "Could it be your boyfriend?"
Aria was stretching her body. When they said that, she almost sprained her waist. She had an embarrassed look on her face, "What are you talking about?"
She said helplessly, "I just went out to have dinner with my best friend last night."
Although her best friend left halfway through.
Olivia looked skeptical, "Really?"
"Of course it's true." Aria scratched her messy hair. She had slept too late and her eyes were dry and uncomfortable. Her voice was dry, hoarse, and soft, "And I don't have a boyfriend."
The three of them looked at her scrutinizingly.
Aria twisted the quilt. She was almost getting tense under their gaze.
...It was like a three-judge panel.
Aria's expression remained unchanged. After they finally believed her and withdrew their gazes, going back to their own conversations.
Aria let out a sigh of relief, bit the rubber band on her wrist, tied her loose hair casually, picked up her wash cup and went to wash up.
Her slender and graceful figure was blocked by the closed door. Oli sighed, "I told you. Ri-Ri looks so well-behaved. It doesn't seem like she would have been in a relationship in high school at all."
"But this back view really matches our Ri-Ri so well..."
"Not necessarily."
"As long as girls have similar heights and all have long hair, their back views will look more or less the same from behind. Besides, how could it be possible? It's too far-fetched."
"Alas, I'd be happy if it were really Ri-Ri. The guy that none of you can get is my roommate's boyfriend. Damn, how cool would that be!"
"..."
Aria came out of the bathroom. She vaguely heard a few key words and couldn't help but pause when she was holding her wash cup.
She looked at them puzzled, "What back view? What boyfriend?"
"Here it is." Sophie saw her confusion, swiped the screen with her fingertip and sent the post to the dormitory group, "Suddenly someone posted a discussion thread on the forum a little after twelve o'clock last night. I've sent it to the group. Go and have a look."
"Ah, okay." Aria put down her wash cup, took a towel to wipe her face, applied toner, tiptoed to get her phone from the bed, and nestled into the chair to click on the post.
The big title came into view—
—#The president of the Student Union / Suspected / Returned to school late at night, sending his little girlfriend back to the dormitory very dotingly [Picture]#
Aria: "?"