Chapter 4

Dim desk lamp standing alone, a small spider web trembling in deep autumn, catching no prey.
A cold wind blew, Shi Li shivered and wrapped her coat tightly as she drilled into the library, at least finding a place to hide, this damn weather, getting colder and colder——
The next second, she stood before the cold card-swipe gate in embarrassment.
After five years, she had forgotten about swiping the campus card to enter the library. She stood there blankly for a moment, then remembered to fumble in Chen Du's coat pockets.
——There was indeed a card.
But not a student card, but a faculty card.
The striking handsome face of Chen Du on the upper left came into view.
Still the cold and indifferent look, probably hadn't woken up when the photo was taken, eyelids drooping lazily, bangs sticking up like a cowlick, but it didn't detract from how eye-catching he was.
Five years later, this person seemed not to have aged at all, his hair still so thick.
Shi Li admired it, then noticed the shirt Chen Du was wearing in the photo——it was the one she bought him.
When was that?
It seemed like just before graduation, back then Shi Li still had naive confidence and longing for the future, Chen Du probably did too.
Without accident, with first place in his major, he easily got interviews with big companies.
Back then, Chen Du's wardrobe was always just a few hoodies and t-shirts, even if they fit him well, they looked a bit student-like, not formal enough.
So Shi Li bought him a shirt online in advance, misty blue-gray, only about 100 yuan, not a good brand, but the cotton and style were decent.
The shirt arrived a bit wrinkled, she borrowed a roommate's iron to carefully iron it flat before his interview.
Shi Li wasn't used to such things, a bit awkward on the surface, but pretended indifference.
"How to say, your computer was broken by me, can't afford to compensate the computer, compensating you a shirt should be fine?"
Chen Du looked at her for a long time, his lips moved, but finally just "oh" and took it.
But the next day, he didn't wear the shirt she sent for the interview.
He still wore student-like old hoodies, as expected, calmly got the internship offer.
And that shirt seemed to have been put away forever, Shi Li never saw him wear it again. Later when they moved to the new apartment, it hung in the deepest part of the wardrobe, still ironed flat, brand new and beautiful.
She guessed it was the wrong size or he didn't like the style and color, so she didn't mind, just complained in private that Chen Du was ungrateful, unappreciative, tasteless.
But now looking at this photo——
Shi Li used Chen Du's fingers to gently touch the broad and straight shoulders in the photo, the shoulder seams wrapped his shoulders neatly, the gray-blue fabric looked even and gentle under the white light, making him seem gentler.
It actually fit quite well.
So Chen Du was really poor back then.
Even if he didn't like the shirt, when poor, he had to wear it.
Whatever.
Shi Li couldn't help curving her lips, she had good taste indeed, in picking men and clothes, both so handsome.
Neilin University's library had millions of books, Shi Li loved drilling in when alive, but those literary and artistic things that cultivate sentiment had nothing to do with her.
She only read reference books, whatever exam, whatever she studied, life first principle was utilitarianism, utterly uncultured.
But now...
Shi Li rushed into the second-floor computer room.
Who! Could! Have! Thought! The! Poor! Ghost! Couldn't! Even! Play! Com! Pu! Ter!