Chapter 99: Date Plan
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After dinner with the fairy senior in the faculty apartment, Luo Ye headed back to his dorm. As a freshman, a night‑out costs points, so he had to smooth things over with the dorm supervisor first. Once that was settled, he could do whatever he wanted.
Back in his room his face was sweet as honey, humming a little tune.
“Something good happen?” Shen Qiao asked, curious.
“What?”
Before Luo could answer, Wang Da Chui lunged in, eyes wide. “Kid, you’re not actually dating Senior Su, are you?”
“No.”
“Phew… you scared my dad. No way you’re having fun.”
Luo blinked. Right—no dating, so what was he having fun about? Then the weekend date with the fairy senior floated into his mind, and his nerves kicked in again. This would be their first proper date, a word that felt explicitly romantic to him. He planned to confess at the end of the date.
He pushed Wang Da Chui aside, sat at his desk, opened his laptop, and created a new document.
Document title: Date‑Planning Proposal
First step.
First step…
He stared at the three words, stuck. He didn’t know what the first step even was.
A voice from behind: “Pick a location first.”
He typed it in quickly.
Then he turned, only to find all three roommates standing behind him, grinning like proud aunts as they stared at his screen.
Startled, Luo slammed the laptop shut.
“Don’t be shy, kid. This is a big life event—let us help you plan!” Wang said with a lecherous grin.
Li Hao Yang said seriously, “I’ve got experience; I’ll teach you.”
“No, coach, you have no experience.”
Wang clapped his hand over Li’s mouth. “He’s only dated once, and it ended badly. That’s not experience.”
Shen, leaning against the wall, added, “We can give you dating tips, but the confession part is all yours.”
Luo’s eyes widened. “How do you know I’m going to confess?”
The three of them exchanged half‑smiles, as if his thoughts were written on his forehead.
If he said “date” at all, it had to involve a confession—otherwise he wouldn’t be Luo.
It was Wednesday, a few days before the weekend.
With his usual author‑speed, Luo could type twenty‑thousand words between nine‑to‑six, but the planning doc was giving him a headache. He couldn’t do it alone; he had never even been on a date.
Soon the four of them were deep in discussion.
Even though Luo writes romance novels, he was now a blank sheet while Wang tried to school him.
They argued late into the night. Li Hao Yang and Wang each had a different idea of what Luo should do, while Shen offered a few sensible suggestions. Luo felt grateful—without them he’d be stuck in a “relationship‑clueless” dorm.
The first practical matter: what to wear. Since the confession needed ceremony, the outfit was the foundation. He remembered the ancient‑town outing when the fairy senior wore a han‑fu. She’s the president of the university’s han‑fu society, and she loves it. He decided: han‑fu it was. Not a gamble—just an answer to what he knew about her.
The rest of the steps were debated for hours, turning Luo’s personal confession into a group project. He even dreamed about the details.
Thursday morning
The weekend plan didn’t affect Thursday’s classes, but the four of them still showed up with dark circles, bleary‑eyed.
In the front row of the lecture hall, Xu Xiao Jia always sat with them; she had no other friends besides the 515 crew, so they were a tight cluster. She glanced at Luo’s black‑eyed look, then at Li Hao Yang’s, and finally at the whole group.
“What did you guys get up to last night? Something we can’t see?” she asked.
Luo stared at her, his eyes suddenly bright as if he’d seen a savior.
“Help is on the way!”
Xu rolled her eyes. “What? Are you crazy?”
Before Luo could answer, Professor Li entered.
“Talk after class,” Luo whispered. He didn’t dare speak up in front of the professor—Li was the same dean who taught Luo’s cousin Gu Ming Xuan, the fairy senior’s mentor. The pressure was enough.
From the back row, Shen Qiao was scrolling on his phone, bored. Earlier he’d been the first to like Luo’s post about the rainbow. He then opened the manga section and read the newest chapter of Youth Still Continues.
He clicked over to the comic artist’s profile, Rice More Water.
The artist’s latest post read: “I saw a rainbow today.”
The caption was identical to Luo’s, except Luo’s said, “May anyone who sees the rainbow find happiness.”
The timestamp was a minute after Luo’s.
Could it be the same person? Luo’s “Rice More Water” was clearly the fairy senior’s nickname. Perhaps she’d posted the same photo under a different account. Shen thought about it but didn’t press the issue.
If it turned out to be the same person, only Su Bai Zhu could confirm.
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