There was a tree-lined path on campus, and a girl was leaning against a tree trunk with a poetry book in hand, flipping through it leisurely. The mottled shadows of the tree fell on her face, accentuating her side profile.

In the afternoon, everyone went home to rest, and the girl was the only one left. As time went by, the girl eventually closed her poetry book and her eyes, taking a nap under the tree.

At this moment, time seemingly froze, and only the girls quiet breathing could be heard.

President Fu, this is the area where students usually take their break before their next class. As you can see, the environment here is quite good! Why dont we go in and take a stroll?!

The middle-aged man smiled and said, his eyes narrowed to crescents.

The man donning a black suit looked...