Chasing You Like a Tenacious Falcon

This summer, Quan Zhisui went wild—she hit up all the places she missed last summer.

Even daring to challenge Mount Everest.

Club members went with her, traveling the world and trying all kinds of extreme sports.

The last water sports gathering before the start of the new semester ended.

At the executive lounge of a hotel, everyone gathered together, drinking and chatting.

Yan Rong found an opportunity to sit next to Quan Zhisui and asked with a smile, "Did you smash the eternal flower the senior in your junior year sent you? Do you even know he's the department's heartthrob? He’s really handsome!"

Quan Zhisui, who had been drinking a beverage, bit into a piece of ice and crushed it!

Yan Rong chuckled, "When I first met you, I thought you were a person without emotions—whether you were skydiving or bungee jumping, your heartbeat was steady and terrifyingly calm. You seemed to fear nothing."

Quan Zhisui remained silent, continuing to bite into the ice.

Yan Rong glanced at her, "Can you even eat ice today? Why didn't you go out sailing in the sea this morning?"

Quan Zhisui abruptly closed her eyes, then opened them again, suppressing the emotion in her gaze.

‘Can you eat ice?’

‘You’re so ruthless.’

‘Don’t be wasteful.’

Yan Rong didn’t notice anything unusual and continued, "Classes are starting soon, and you're about to enter your sophomore year. Get some rest early tonight."

Quan Zhisui stood up, "Mm, we’re taking off at 9 AM sharp tomorrow. Don’t drink too much tonight."

Yan Rong nodded, "Sweet dreams."

Bang—

Quan Zhisui suddenly lost her balance and bumped into the side table.

The commotion was so loud that everyone turned to look, and several people hurried over to help her.

"I'm fine," Quan Zhisui said without looking back, striding away quickly.

She walked faster and faster until she was practically running, returning to her room at the fastest speed.

Thud!

She slammed the door shut with force!

‘Sweet dreams.’

‘What did you dream about last night?’

‘Do you like me, Quan Zhisui?’

She slowly slid to the ground, her back against the door.

Help!

……

In the lounge.

Yu Zetian was stunned, "What’s wrong with her?"

Yan ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‍Rong was equally baffled, "I don’t know. I just said ‘sweet dreams,’ and she suddenly lost her balance."

Yu Zetian, "Dreaming? Nightmares?"

Xia Yun, "This is the umpteenth time. It’s really worrying."

Another girl, Li Fei, clasped her hands under her chin, her eyes filled with infatuation, "I actually find her fall from the ‘goddess’ pedestal quite thrilling. The contrast is making my heart race."

Yan Rong frowned, "Snap out of it. She’s straight."

Li Fei rolled her eyes, "I know, I’m straight too. It’s two different things."

Yu Zetian laughed, "She’s usually so strong and seemingly unfeeling. But these occasional emotional bursts make her feel fresh and exciting."

Li Fei found a kindred spirit and nodded furiously, "Right, right!"

People who loved extreme sports enjoyed the thrill.

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September marked the start of the new semester.

Thousands of freshmen flooded the campus. A few days into the semester, various clubs began recruiting new members.

The Martial Arts Club was no exception. They set up a booth on the most beautiful road on campus, with members wearing martial arts uniforms, attracting freshmen.

Jiang Tongshan was the main organizer of the recruitment. Dressed in a tailored martial arts uniform, he stood there, trying to ‘command the atmosphere.’

But standing like that wasn’t working, as the other clubs were shouting and calling out loudly, creating a completely different vibe.

Guan Xuefeng, a member of the club, whispered, "Hey, standing there with a straight face and a horse stance—you’re scaring everyone away!"

Jiang Tongshan’s expression changed, "What do you know! The Martial Arts Club should exude power!"

Guan Xuefeng, "Right, right. And then we fail to recruit anyone."

At that moment, a commotion broke out.

A large crowd was screaming and shouting, ushering someone through, with many people taking photos and videos.

Guan Xuefeng was curious, "What’s going on?"

A few members of other clubs laughed, "Don’t you know? A freshman’s made quite the splash during military training."

"The forum’s flooded with his posts. Every time you open it, there are his photos."

"I forget which department he’s from, but he’s really handsome. Even as a guy, I find myself a bit enamored looking at his pictures, not to mention the female students."

Guan Xuefeng immediately leaned over, "What’s his name?"

"Wei Shixu."

"He’s also incredibly fair, like porcelain. The girls—and some guys—are going crazy."

"Looks like the campus heartthrob is about to change. No one’s as handsome as him!"

……

Guan Xuefeng quickly approached Jiang Tongshan excitedly, "Let’s go, let’s grab him?"

Jiang Tongshan scoffed, "A pretty boy like him in the Martial Arts Club? Don’t be ridiculous."

Guan Xuefeng, "Oh, come on. A 'face,' that’s all I’m saying! If he joins, I guarantee our club’s popularity will soar!"

Jiang Tongshan snorted, "I hate pretty boys. They’re useless!"

Before the words even faded, the crowd arrived right in front of them.

A boy in a white T-shirt and a baseball cap walked straight up, with a crowd of students trailing behind him like groupies.

His aura was unique, with a youthful freshness and a kind of aloof detachment, yet with an underlying sharpness.

"Hi, senior. I want to join the Martial Arts Club. How do I sign up?"

As he spoke, he slightly lifted the brim of his cap with a finger, revealing a flawless face and pitch-black eyes like polished obsidian.

Jiang Tongshan’s brain ‘exploded,’ the horse stance gone, the stern face vanished, and the sarcasm disappeared.

"Welcome!!!"

He shouted enthusiastically, his voice so loud it drowned out the commotion around.

Guan Xuefeng jumped in shock!

Jiang Tongshan was instantly captivated by that face and presence!

He personally took the form and guided him through it step by step, "Here, here, fill this out. Name: Wei Shixu, write it like this, yes, exactly!"

Wei Shixu filled out the form quietly, his expression calm and devoid of emotions, starkly contrasting with the excited screams around him.

Once done, Jiang Tongshan took him on a tour of the club.

"This is our club’s activity room, here’s the practice hall. Most of the time, we practice outdoors, only coming inside when it rains..."

Jiang Tongshan explained in great detail, even introducing him to a large circle of club members.

Wei Shixu handled it all with ease.

After the tour, Jiang Tongshan led him into the rest area, "Come, sit. What would you like to drink? Coke, Sprite, or water?"

Wei Shixu, "Water, thank you."

Jiang Tongshan handed him a bottle of water, excited, "Our club hasn’t had a handsome guy like you in years!"

Wei Shixu smiled faintly, "Then, are there any beautiful seniors?"

Jiang Tongshan scratched his head, "Uh, there aren’t many girls in the Martial Arts Club."

Wei Shixu still smiled, "I remember one being mentioned in the school journal."

Jiang Tongshan tried to recall but couldn’t remember, "Which one?"

Wei Shixu spoke slowly and precisely, "Senior Quan Zhisui."

Jiang Tongshan suddenly slapped his thigh, "Oh, her! She’s gorgeous! She’s in our club too, but she rarely comes. I haven’t seen her in half a year."

Wei Shixu lowered his head, playing with the bottle of water in his hand, the smile in his eyes fading.

He asked, "Why?"