CHAPTER 62: CHAPTER 62: HANDSOME AS A GOD

She walked into the darkness, grabbed a small handful from the bag, and then tossed all the remaining steaming cookies into the trash can.

"You’re eating so much, can you really finish it?"

...

Valerius Hall 1 at Aurelia University is where freshmen live.

The environment is beautiful, the air fresh, and it has double dormitory rooms.

This has become a hot topic for Aurelia University every year during admissions.

Maeve Lane sat under a ginkgo tree where there was a set of stone tables and chairs.

Resting her chin on her hand, she played idly with a twig on the table, "Why isn’t she here yet, did she get lost?"

It was Sylvia Lane’s first time at Aurelia University, and after walking around a few times, she really got lost.

Passing by the teaching building and wanting to ask someone for directions, she saw the back of a male student and hurried a few steps, opening her mouth slightly impatiently, "How do I get to Valerius Hall 1?"

The man, however, ignored her and didn’t even pause for a second due to her words.

Sylvia got angry, her initial frustration from not being able to find anyone surged up immediately, she took a few steps forward and raised her voice, "Hey! You..."

But these words were swallowed back down when she saw the man’s face in front of her.

The man had a majestic build, with a firm and sharp face that carried a certain nonchalant laziness. His dark eyes were like cold pools, deep and mysterious, exuding an aura of keeping strangers at bay.

He was as handsome as a deity.

Everything else became merely his background.

Sylvia was incredibly stunned in her heart; she had never seen such perfect physique and appearance as the man in front of her, and for a moment, she was lost for words.

While she was amazed by the man in front of her, the man didn’t even give her a glance, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and walked away.

"Wait, brother." Sylvia suppressed her inner excitement, walking up to block his way, "I’m lost, can you..."

"Get out of the way." Julian Fairchild furrowed his brows, impatiently stuffing his hands into his pockets.

Sylvia bit her lip in frustration but still moved aside to let him pass.

The man walked away without a trace of reluctance.

After Julian Fairchild left, Sylvia stomped her foot in regret, "How could I forget to ask for his WeChat? Who knows if I’ll ever run into him again."

...

Maeve was almost losing her patience waiting.

"Didn’t she say she was almost there, where did she go?" She clicked her tongue, planning to return to the dormitory first.

Just then—

"Sister!"

Maeve paused her steps, slightly turned, and raised an eyebrow, "Sylvia."

"Sister, I missed you so much!" Sylvia happily threw herself into Maeve’s arms, "I haven’t seen you in so long. Why aren’t you coming home, sis?"

After she finished speaking, she widened her eyes and covered her mouth, "I’m sorry, sis, I forgot about the past..."

Maeve looked at her leisurely, seemingly unconcerned, "Mm, where’s the stuff?"

If she had felt an emotional upheaval before, now she was not so sensitive.

Regarding her only sister, Maeve was still very tolerant.

She had a bad temper but was especially protective.

If she considered someone as her own, she wouldn’t let them suffer grievances in front of outsiders.

Sylvia didn’t miss any trace of expression on Maeve’s face. Seeing that she truly had no reaction, Sylvia felt quite upset but couldn’t show it.

She took some cookies out of her backpack, casually wrapped in a red plastic bag from the store, and smiled as she said, "These are the cookies Mom asked me to bring you, here you go."

"So few?" Maeve weighed the contents in her hand, "Didn’t Mom give me anything else?"