By the evening, Jiang Chen still hadn't received any messages from Dan Mo, but instead had chatted with "Qingchen" for the entire afternoon.

Almost everyone was complaining about Ke Chen.

After chatting, Jiang Chen felt refreshed. He realized that Ke Chen wasn't as infuriating anymore. The venting this time was quite successful. It seemed that in the future, they could casually smear Ke Chen with "Morning Qing" whenever they pleased. After all, no one knew anyone else on the internet, and even if they were to meet Ke Chen in person, Jiang Chen could remain composed, with no change in his expression or heartbeat, not even a single breath of anger.

Jiang Chen has always had a regular daily routine. In the evening, he would brew a cup of black coffee, which serves the same purpose as others having a cup of milk before bed, helping to calm the mind.

Tonight, I didn't have insomnia. I went to bed early, but Jiang Chen had a strange dream...

He found Yuan Chenchen's name on the freshman list of Z University. Unexpectedly, Yuan Chenchen was also in the same class as Ke Chen, in the Performance major's 1701 class. Originally, Jiang Chen wanted to avoid Ke Chen, but there was no way around it. He had to go find Yuan Chenchen.

Just as he walked to the entrance of Class 1701 with an anxious heart, he saw Ke Chen, this guy, as if he had been waiting for him all along.

"Who are you looking for?" Ke Chen asked.

"You don't know me, so don't get in my way."

"I will deliberately block."

Boring...

Jiang Chen simply called out at the door, "Yuan Chenchen," because the beautiful moment of reuniting with Xiao Chenchen should not be ruined by this jerk named Ke Chen.

"She's my girlfriend now. Are you trying to make a move on my girlfriend?" Ke Chen raised an eyebrow.

"You said... Yuan Chenchen is your girlfriend?!" Jiang Chen exclaimed in surprise. He must have misheard.

A slender girl approached, naturally hooking her arm around Ke Chen's. With an unfamiliar expression on her face, she looked at Jiang Chen and asked, "I am Yuan Chenchen, do we know each other?"

......

This scene undoubtedly pushed Jiang Chen into the abyss. Why was Xiaochen with Ke Chen? That bastard Ke Chen! It's one thing for him to be flirtatious, but he even went after his goddess. What made it even more heartbreaking for him was that Yuanchen didn't even recognize him!

His heart ached, as if churned up. Jiang Chen felt like he had not only experienced heartbreak, but that his relationship had prematurely ended even before it began. All his fantasies were shattered with the appearance of Ke Chen. If it weren't for Ke Chen, Yuan Chenchen would surely have feelings for him.

In reality, Jiang Chen also knows that this kind of idea doesn't hold water.

"You bastard!" Jiang Chen couldn't care less at that moment and threw a punch towards Ke Chen's face. However, Ke Chen managed to dodge the punch and held onto Jiang Chen's fist.

The girl standing by couldn't help but widen her eyes in disapproval and accused Jiang Chen, "Hey, classmate, please don't go too far!"

"I am Jiang Chen. Don't you remember me? I even protected you when we were younger," Jiang Chen quickly defended himself, but his fist was held tightly by Ke Chen, causing him immense pain. His face contorted with the intensity of the pain.

"Jiang Chen?" The girl seemed to show signs of remembering.

But at this moment, Ke Chen stood in front of Jiang Chen, blocking him from Yuan Chenchen. No matter how Jiang Chen tried to push Ke Chen away, he just couldn't do it.

"Jiang Chen, you can only belong to me," Ke Chen said with a smile, tilting Jiang Chen's chin up, slightly bowing his own head, and planted a deep kiss on his lips, their soft and warm lips pressed tightly together.

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The sudden drop woke Jiang Chen up abruptly, his body covered in cold sweat. Jiang Chen gasped for breath repeatedly, relieved that it was just a dream.

After pausing for a few seconds, Jiang Chen touched his lips with his fingertips. That kiss... felt too real.