Chapter 0123: Roommate

In fact, Zhao Fusheng was quite looking forward to meeting Fan Baobao. After all, encountering an old acquaintance in a foreign land is always a heartwarming thing. He had even prepared himself for Fan Baobao to embrace him with tears of joy.

However, dreams are beautiful, but reality often delivers a blow to the head.

As soon as Fan Baobao appeared before him with another girl, before Zhao Fusheng could even speak, Fan Baobao glared at him and said, "You, couldn't you call before coming?"

"Huh?"

Zhao Fusheng was a bit dumbfounded. Instead of the expected warm embrace, the first thing he got was a scolding.

Blinking his eyes, he looked at Fan Baobao: "I told you, I was coming to Beijing for National Day."

"But you didn't tell me you were coming today." Glaring at Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao turned around and pointed to the girl behind her: "This is Zhou Yun, my roommate."

"He's Zhao Fusheng, my..." Hesitating for a moment, Fan Baobao bit her lip and snorted: "The fiancé my mom arranged for me."

Zhou Yun burst out laughing, looking at the embarrassed Zhao Fusheng, then at Fan Baobao: "So you really do have a fiancé."

Fan Baobao was a transfer student. There were already few female students in the 1998 acting class, and the dorms had already been assigned. With no other option, the school placed her in the dormitory of the 1997 junior college female students.

Fortunately, most of the junior college students were just coasting along, and the few girls in Fan Baobao's dorm weren't xenophobic. She quickly got along with her roommates, and the closest was Zhou Yun, who slept in the bunk above her.

Because of the Qingzui candy commercial, Fan Baobao was somewhat famous. Many male classmates, including freshmen and juniors, had a crush on her. Some wrote love letters, some sent flowers, and some even serenaded her with a guitar under the dormitory window late at night.

But from beginning to end, Fan Baobao remained aloof and indifferent, no matter how outstanding the other party was.

Her roommates found it strange, and Zhou Yun also privately asked Fan Baobao the reason. Pressed to the point, Fan Baobao told them that she had a fiancé back in her hometown, arranged by her mother.

Everyone thought it was just an excuse, but they never expected that Zhao Fusheng would actually show up.

Seeing Zhou Yun laughing uncontrollably, completely lacking the self-awareness of a beauty, Zhao Fusheng helplessly coughed: "Ahem, well..."

"Ah ah ah, hello, hello." Zhou Yun also realized she had gotten carried away and quickly greeted Zhao Fusheng.

Blinking his eyes, Zhao Fusheng replied: "What's good about me?"

"Huh?"

This unexpected question immediately left Zhou Yun completely bewildered, thinking to herself, what's wrong with Fan Baobao's fiancé?

With a light laugh, Zhao Fusheng said: "Just kidding. I'm Zhao Fusheng. Don't listen to Baobao's nonsense; it's just a joke between the elders."

Regardless, he didn't want Fan Baobao to bear too many burdens.

Fan Baobao frowned slightly, about to say something, but saw Zhao Fusheng give her a look, so she had to drop it, though she shot him a fierce glare, meaning clearly: we'll settle this later.

Helplessly sighing inwardly, Zhao Fusheng felt speechless—this girl's way of thinking was completely out of sync with his, which was really frustrating.

But he was also very happy, because at least Fan Baobao never took the Zhao family's kindness to her and her mother for granted; she always thought about repaying them, even if it meant sacrificing her own happiness for life.

There are many things in this world, small and trivial, that in some unguarded moments support us in continuing to live.

Of course, occasionally many pretentious people appear around us, and even we ourselves sometimes play the role. But no matter what, beautiful things always exist and always bring a knowing smile.

"Have you found a place to stay?" Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng and then asked him.

Regardless, in her view, since Zhao Fusheng had come to Beijing to see her, she had a duty to take care of him on behalf of his parents. Even though, in reality, it was often Zhao Fusheng who took care of her.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "I just arrived, haven't had time to find a place yet."

"I'll go with you." Fan Baobao said without a second thought, walking over to take Zhao Fusheng's suitcase.

"No need, I..." Before Zhao Fusheng could finish, Fan Baobao glared at him: "What, do you have other classmates in Beijing?"

Then she looked at Zhou Yun: "Honey, do you want to come with me?"

"Yes." Zhou Yun quickly nodded. She was very curious about what kind of person this fiancé, whom Fan Baobao described as a sidekick, really was. After all, in this day and age, child betrothal was laughable, but it was rare for both families to still take it seriously when the children had grown up.

If Zhao Fusheng knew what she was thinking, he would definitely smile bitterly. Fan Baobao's ability to describe things was truly speechless.

The three of them went together to the area near the school gate. Originally, Zhao Fusheng planned to stay at the school guesthouse, but Fan Baobao gritted her teeth and said to him: "The environment at our school guesthouse is too poor. You should stay at a hotel."

Then she pulled Zhao Fusheng into a nearby hotel and, before he could react, had already paid for him.

"Tsk, tsk, it seems they really are family." Zhou Yun, following behind, clicked her tongue in amazement.

You see, although Fan Baobao was somewhat famous, she was not extravagant in her daily spending. In the month since she arrived at school, she hadn't gone shopping; most of the time she was buried in the library studying. In her own words, having finally had the chance to enter the Central Academy of Drama, it would be a disservice to herself not to study hard.

These words made Zhou Yun, who had originally planned to coast along, feel deeply ashamed.

But today, Zhou Yun saw clearly that when Fan Baobao spent money on Zhao Fusheng's accommodation, she showed no sign of reluctance, acting without hesitation.

It seemed just as she said, the two had grown up together.

"Why did you spend this money?" Zhao Fusheng sighed helplessly and complained to Fan Baobao.

He wasn't the type to care about conditions; otherwise, he wouldn't have left Mu Qingqing and come to the Central Academy of Drama. After all, Mu Qingqing had promised to arrange a place for him to stay.

Given her family background, the place would definitely not be bad.

"Cut it out. If you get sick or something, how would I explain to your parents? I have class tomorrow, so you'll have to manage on your own for a day. The day after tomorrow is a holiday, and I'll take you around Beijing and buy some things for your parents to take back." As they went upstairs, Fan Baobao spoke seriously to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng could only nod, but his heart was warm.

At the door, Zhao Fusheng put his suitcase inside and was about to close the door when he saw Fan Baobao standing there looking at him with a half-smile. He was startled and immediately stepped back a few paces: "What do you want?"

"Come back!" Fan Baobao's face darkened instantly. Ignoring Zhou Yun, who was stifling laughter behind her, she glared at Zhao Fusheng: "Am I that scary?"

Zhao Fusheng didn't speak, but inwardly he complained: Don't you have any idea how scary you are?

Of course, he would never say that to Fan Baobao's face, or it would really be a bloodbath.