Imperial University.
From the moment they walked off the award stage hand in hand, Bao Gucheng never let go of Zuzi's hand.
Her soft, snow-white hand felt almost boneless, always making him worry that once released, he could never hold it again. Regardless of others' curious and gossiping gazes, he confidently held her hand as they walked toward the audience seats.
The man walked with wide and fast strides, while Zuzi moved leisurely. Yet oddly, she could easily keep up with his pace, her long white dress trailing a faint white shadow behind her in an elegant manner.
Next, there were some games and welcome celebration programs prepared by the senior students. Zuzi wasn't particularly interested, but Wu Qianman and Xi Rubao persistently urged her to watch with them.
