In the evenings, Qin Yuchuan usually sent over porridge and pastries, occasionally accompanied by some light, nourishing soups.
Though simple, the food was a feast for the senses. Feng Qingyi felt this was truly the treatment of ancient nobility.
Eating the warm porridge while watching the snowy scene on the screen, Feng Qingyi thought this moment was truly beautiful.
If only the person on the other side could be by her side, it might be even more wonderful.
Feng Qingyi didn't know why such a thought suddenly occurred to her, though it vanished as quickly as it had come.
"Why are you spacing out while eating? What are you thinking about?"
The camera suddenly switched, and the snowy scene on the screen changed to Qin Yuchuan's handsome face.
Feng Qingyi shook her head, "Nothing, I wasn't thinking about anything."
"That look on your face seems rather guilty."
Having spent a lot of time with Feng Qingyi, Qin Yuchuan occasionally teased her, finding her flustered reactions utterly adorable.
Feng Qingyi glared at him, "I'm not! I don't want to look at you, I want to see the snow."
"Am I not more pleasing to look at than the snow?" Qin Yuchuan's voice carried a hint of seduction.
"How can you be so narcissistic?" She hadn't realized before that he was this kind of person.
"Narcissistic?" Qin Yuchuan often heard new phrases from Feng Qingyi.
Feng Qingyi explained, "Narcissistic means being excessively confident and self-satisfied."
"How interesting. I recall someone admiring herself in the mirror just a few days ago. That term seems more fitting for that scenario."
Feng Qingyi was speechless. A few mornings ago, she had forgotten to hang up the phone and had indulged in a moment of self-admiration in front of the mirror.
She had even specifically asked him if he had heard anything, and he said he hadn't heard a thing. She had actually believed him!
"I don't want to talk to you anymore. You're so annoying!"
Knowing Feng Qingyi was irritated, Qin Yuchuan stopped teasing her. "Go study after you finish eating, but don't stay up too late."
"I know, hanging up now." After ending the call, Feng Qingyi finished her dinner at a leisurely pace.
...
After half a month of gloomy weather, the skies in the Capital City finally cleared up.
With the sunshine, even the winter cold didn't feel as biting anymore.
After learning about Lou Xi's preferences from Feng Qingyi, Feng Qingci had started making preparations.
As Feng Qingci's roommate, Shi Yuan had noticed his recent unusual behavior.
"Ci-ge, it's just a confession, why are you treating it like you're going to war?"
"And your violin playing sounds like you're sawing wood. Why don't you try something else?"
Feng Qingci ignored him. What could someone without a shred of musical talent possibly understand?
If Shi Yuan knew what Feng Qingci was thinking, he would certainly argue that even though he didn't understand music, he could still tell the difference between good and bad sounds.
Shi Yuan and the other two roommates, Bu Huan and Luo Zhou, didn't hold much hope for Feng Qingci's confession to be successful.
As for Feng Qingci practicing violin in the dorm every day, the three of them didn't have any objections.
After all, they wore headphones while gaming and couldn't hear anything, and Feng Qingci wasn't heartless enough to play while others were sleeping.
However, when Feng Qingci wasn't around, the three would sometimes complain about his discordant violin sounds.
As Christmas approached, Christmas trees appeared in various shops around the campus, even in the cafeteria.
Foreign holidays were usually accompanied by various promotional activities, and besides that, couples exchanging gifts and going on sweet dates.
However, Feng Qingyi and her dormmates were all single. Although Lou Xi showed signs of potentially entering a relationship, Feng Qingci hadn't confessed yet.
"How do you all plan to spend Christmas?" Shen Hanyue asked.
Feng Qingyi shook her head, "What's so special about Christmas? Just like any other day!"
"Should we buy some apples?" Qu Jingqiu suggested.
Feng Qingyi immediately refused, "No way, the fruit shop downstairs is selling a small apple in a box for 15 yuan."
"I even saw those 'peace apples' in boxes selling for 30 yuan, it's ridiculous!"
"When I passed by a while ago, those apples were only 5 yuan per pound. Now the price has skyrocketed. I refuse to be ripped off."
"If we didn't have so many classes every day, I'd consider selling apples myself. It would definitely be a big money-maker," Shen Hanyue lamented the missed business opportunity.
Qu Jingqiu said, "How about we go out for hot pot together then?"
"I have plans on the evening of the 24th, but I'm free on the 25th," Lou Xi said.
Feng Qingyi replied, "Then let's plan for the evening of the 25th. It's been a while since we've had hot pot together, and winter is the perfect season for it."
"Then it's decided!" Shen Hanyue agreed.
Feng Qingyi already knew about Feng Qingci's plan to confess to Lou Xi on the evening of the 24th.
To keep the secret for Feng Qingci, Feng Qingyi hadn't mentioned anything to Lou Xi.
As for how Feng Qingci planned to confess, Feng Qingyi wasn't quite sure.
However, she had already provided him with some reliable information, and the rest was up to him.
The day before Christmas happened to be a Friday. Feng Qingci, having no classes, left early in the morning to prepare for his long-planned confession.
Accompanying him were his three roommates, Shi Yuan, Luo Zhou, and Bu Huan. Feng Qingci took them to a Western restaurant.
Shi Yuan, looking at the empty restaurant, asked, "Ci-ge, why is there no one here?"
"I spent a fortune to book the entire place for a day, so I'm now penniless. That's why I need you brothers to help with decorating the restaurant!"
"I still need to prepare the ingredients for tonight's dinner. I've already got the flowers and balloons ready, so please set them up according to this diagram."
Feng Qingci shamelessly directed his three roommates.
Luo Zhou, looking at the diagram Feng Qingci had given them, hesitated.
Shi Yuan took the diagram from his hand, "Good grief, he thinks we're miracle workers. This looks like he's planning a wedding scene!"
"He's prepared quite thoroughly. Although I'm not sure if we can pull it off, let's do our best!" Bu Huan said.
Feng Qingyi had just finished class when she received a message from Feng Qingci requesting backup, saying the project was enormous and urgently needed support.
So she called Shen Hanyue and Qu Jingqiu to join her, thinking that more hands would make light work.
When Feng Qingyi arrived at the restaurant with Shen Hanyue and Qu Jingqiu, she only saw the three male students inflating balloons, with no sign of Feng Qingci.
"Hello, do you know where Feng Qingci went?" she asked.
Shi Yuan saw Feng Qingyi and said, "Ci-ge said he went to prepare the ingredients. He also mentioned that when you arrive, he'd like you to help set up the venue."
"Here's the diagram Ci-ge gave us. We're supposed to decorate according to this."
Feng Qingyi took a look at the diagram and remarked, "I'm afraid it would take us all day to set this up, even with all of us working together."
"Doesn't he consider the practical aspects? Usually, for this kind of event setup, they'd hire professionals to handle it."
Shi Yuan chimed in, "While Ci-ge has these grand ideas, unfortunately his wallet doesn't agree. So we're left to do the heavy lifting ourselves."
