Qin Xin spotted the eager senior brothers heading her way—but to her surprise, a cute senior sister was the one who took her suitcase first.
Her face looked youthful, like a pretty middle schooler. Petite and delicate, barely under 1.7 meters—just a little shorter than Qin Xin.
Yet she had a mature, reassuring bosom.
Truly comforting—the kind that made you want to lean right in.
Walking along the path by the school gate, Qin Xin quietly observed the senior sister named Bai Ningning.
She spoke little. Her voice carried almost no emotion.
“This way. Watch the steps.”
But she was thoughtful. Gentle.
“Senior Sister Ningning,” Qin Xin asked suddenly, “when did you start volunteering today?”
“Not long. Just got here,” Bai Ningning replied calmly.
Inside, her heart was already blooming with joy.
*So nice… so nice… a graceful, beautiful freshman actually talked to me first.*
“Senior Sister Ningning is so kind—coming all this way to help new students,” Qin Xin tested gently.
Bai Ningning’s chest fluttered.
*A black-haired beauty in thigh-high socks thinks highly of me! Strike while the iron’s hot—say something sweet, like “Yep, I’m just a warm-hearted person.”*
“No. Just completing a task,” she said coolly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “My GPA last semester wasn’t enough.”
*Crap. Why’d I say that out loud?*
Qin Xin blinked slightly, then smiled. “Senior Sister Ningning is refreshingly honest.”
*No… I didn’t mean to.*
Bai Ningning led on, pointing things out.
“This path goes to Building 2. Left has a few snack stalls, but the main shops are down the other road. Over there’s the lawn and sports field.”
At the dorm entrance, she handed Qin Xin the suitcase handle. “You’re here.”
Qin Xin took it. The handle held a trace of warmth—and a soft, lingering floral scent.
“You’ve got about half a week to settle in freely. Military training starts Monday,” Bai Ningning said, pulling up a QQ QR code on her phone. “Need campus help? Message me.”
“Mm, thank you, Senior Sister Ningning.”
“See you.”
Bai Ningning turned and left—no hesitation.
Her face stayed cool. Her heart felt icy.
*Wah… I blurted the truth. She must think I’m awful. And my whole act was so stiff…*
*Sigh. Ugh.*
At the girls’ dorm, Qin Xin carried her suitcase inside, replaying the encounter.
First day of college: a cute-looking senior sister with surprising curves. Soft voice. Tone so flat it felt… duty-bound.
That pretty little face, speaking like that… made you want to—
“Take her out!”
“Damn, who does she think she is? Shut her down!”
“I used my ultimate! I used my ultimate!”
Her three roommates were deep in a mobile game session.
She was the last to arrive.
They greeted her warmly after the match ended.
Qin Xin ignored the gaming buzz. She made her bed, unpacked, tidied her corner.
*In two weeks, once the commute paperwork clears, I’ll move to my sister’s. Dorm. Roommates. Just passing through.*
After resting a moment, the roommates chatted loudly: hometowns, high schools, exams, summer jobs, enrollment stories.
“I met this super handsome senior! So gentle, carried everything, even asked for my contact… Do you think he likes me?”
“Chill. Everyone gets that. It’s volunteer duty.”
“Huh?”
“They earn GPA points helping freshmen. Half a month. Need our good reviews to pass.”
“R-really? You all…?”
“Yep. All of us.”
Qin Xin sat on her bed, sipping water silently.
*So it was a task. No wonder Senior Sister Ningning sounded cold but acted so gently.*
She walked to the window—and froze.
Bai Ningning stood below, guiding another freshman with a gentle smile.
Her hand trembled. A drop of hot water spilled from the cup.
………………
“Mm, see you.”
“That’s it, see you.”
“Okay, see you.”
By day’s end, Bai Ningning had carefully chosen four freshmen. Three good reviews in two weeks meant success.
One solid connection was already enough.
But the black-haired girl in thigh-high socks left the deepest mark.
*So beautiful. So elegant.*
*Wait—what’s her name again?*
She checked QQ. Her own nickname for the contact:
*Ah. Qin Xin.*
*A name that sticks after one glance.*
*Task done. Time to go home.*
That evening, Qin Yue walked in to find Bai Ningning sprawled on the bed, humming happily, snow-white feet swinging gently.
*Adorable. Her fingers stiffened.*
“What’s got you so cheerful today?” Qin Yue asked, curious.
Since bringing her home, she’d never seen Bai Ningning this girlish.
“Nothing,” Bai Ningning murmured, still swinging her feet. “School’s going smoothly.”
Qin Yue arched a brow. “So… life outside school isn’t?”
“Not *un*smooth,” Bai Ningning drawled. “Just… less smooth.”
“Tell me. How?”
“Slept poorly,” she stretched. “Felt like I skipped something before bed.”
*Like scrolling on my phone. Used to do it every night. Can’t sleep right without it.*
Qin Yue remembered Bai Ningning’s first-day taunt about her “lack of skill.”
Fair point—their “team fights” *were* sparse. Just once after day one.
*The time she meowed like a cat.*
*Wow. Cooldown up already?*
“Don’t worry,” Qin Yue’s voice dropped, low and dark. “In a few days… there won’t be any shortage.”