At a certain pavilion on campus.
A male student wearing a baseball cap and face mask, his clothes slightly bulky, was huddled alone in a corner with headphones on, earnestly reading a book titled "Cell Biology."
Beneath the pavilion was a gathering place for couples.
Right next to him were two pairs, sitting close together, their behavior affectionate, occasionally glancing at him.
A mutual discomfort settled in. The couples felt they were disturbing his studies; he felt he was interrupting their intimate moments. They envied his passion for studying, having no desire to open a book themselves. He, in turn, envied how uninhibitedly they could be together, knowing his own girlfriend would find such displays too clingy.
The sky started to darken, night was about to fall, with only a streak of red in the western sky stubbornly persisting.
Finally, the couples left.
Only Zhou Li remained in the pavilion.
