At ten in the morning, Su Yun stood quietly inside the office building of the teaching block.
She had stepped back and hidden near the door, waiting until the advisor looked more composed before slowly approaching again.
“You're Su Yun? What happened to you?” the advisor asked, chuckling awkwardly—perhaps trying to smooth over his earlier outburst.
“Um… just like I said on the phone, I transitioned.”
Su Yun raised her head to glance at the advisor, who was well over 1.7 meters tall. But unable to meet his gaze for more than a second, she quickly looked down again.
(PS: It’s the same with both men and women)
Su Yun had never been good at looking people in the eye.
“Oh, I see…”
The advisor didn’t press further. He simply sat back down into his chair.
But as soon as he sat, his face froze, and he fell into a long, contemplative silence. The smile that had just curved his lips now hung there stiffly.
Su Yun, unaware of what he was thinking, could only stand to the side and wait patiently.
“Transitioning… it must be hard on your body, right?” He eventually asked, glancing up at her.
“It should be fine,” Su Yun answered quietly.
At that moment, the advisor’s gaze lingered on her a little too long. He stared in a daze.
“…As long as you don’t regret it.”
“I don’t.” Su Yun nodded without hesitation.
“That’s good.”
Just when she thought they’d move on to paperwork, the advisor unexpectedly changed the topic again.
He first asked for her new name. Su Yun told him honestly—it was Su Xiaoyun now.
“Su Yun—uh, Su Xiaoyun. During the school’s sports meet, someone looked exactly like you… or no, actually, they looked exactly like you. Do you know what I’m talking about?”
The advisor couldn’t help asking.
“Eh…”
Su Yun hadn’t expected this question. She hesitated for a moment, but when she saw the advisor looking at her with such eager eyes, she relented.
“Teacher, that was me.”
“Oh, really…”
The advisor nodded calmly, but his voice picked up speed, betraying his excitement.
“So, that podium was really high. When you suddenly fell, how did you not get hurt? Was there a mat or something underneath?”
“There was a mat.”
One question after another, Su Yun did her best to answer them all. She understood—the advisor was concerned for her.
Even when she was still “Su Yun,” he would sometimes ask her about her studies when she stopped by.
In university, their classes were spread across multiple buildings. They often had to run around from place to place.
Still, despite that, there were teachers who’d pop up behind classroom doors to catch students playing games mid-lecture.
She herself… had been caught more than once.
So yes, this advisor was definitely one of the more responsible ones.
But—
“So, do you have any plans for the future? Like, maybe singing onstage next semester or something? If you have time, how about performing for the class?”
“There’s a pre-exam pep rally this week. You could sing for the class, help people get to know you, maybe even make a few new female friends.”
“Ah? I can’t sing…” Su Yun looked down, flustered by the advisor’s growing enthusiasm.
“No way! You sing really well! I— I went to hear you perform last time, and I thought you were amazing! That… that something-mew or whatever song…”
He looked like he was about to start demonstrating the moves with his hands, but quickly held back.
“Su Xiaoyun, believe in yourself.”
“You… came to hear me sing?”
Wait—he heard that performance?
Su Yun’s eyes darted away as her face began to burn.
Why—why had she sung that embarrassing song? And now even the advisor had heard it?
Absolute social death.
All Qin Xue’s fault!
“So, what do you think? Sing at the class meeting?”
“Uh… I don’t think so…”
Su Yun had no idea how to handle the advisor’s energy.
“Ahem, alright. Let’s update your student ID first. Did you bring your documentation?”
Finally, the advisor seemed to remember his actual job and began walking her through the process.
Updating the ID wasn’t hard. They’d just need to take a new photo and submit the changes to the records department.
The real challenge lay in changing her academic registration, which required her ID card, household registration booklet, and transition documentation.
But her ID and household booklet were still being processed, and wouldn't arrive anytime soon.
So for now, Su Yun simply handed over her proof of transition.
Once he saw the documents and confirmed the girl standing before him really was Su Yun, the advisor fell into silence again.
He stared at the papers for a long time.
“It’s fine. You’re still our student, not transferring out. We can take our time handling the paperwork.”
“Alright then. Send me a blue background photo later. I’ll get your ID done before the exams.”
“Mm, thank you, Teacher.”
Su Yun bowed to him slightly.
“Oh, right…”
She then told him what she’d planned since yesterday.
She wanted the advisor to tell her class she had changed majors, not transitioned.
If people found out the truth, it would be too awkward.
The advisor agreed without question.
“Come back again once your updated ID arrives.”
“Okay, thank you, Teacher.”
Su Yun bowed again, preparing to leave.
“Bye-bye,” said the advisor.
“Brother Wu!”
A deep and confident male voice rang out from the hallway.
Su Yun paused at the door and turned curiously toward the speaker.
The moment she saw that familiar face, she froze.
Zhang Deyi.
Their eyes met—his dark pupils staring directly into hers.
Su Yun quickly lowered her gaze and slipped out the door.
Even though she shouldn’t be recognizable like this, she couldn’t help the fear rising in her chest.
“Ah…?”
Zhang Deyi stood rooted to the spot.
His eyes lingered on the entrance where the white-haired girl had just left.
A strange ache bloomed in his chest.
He scolded himself silently.
Why had he walked in so quickly?
If he’d waited just a little longer… he might have had the chance to say a few words to her.
But in the end, he didn’t want to intrude.
He was just a rough guy.
Several seconds passed before he finally snapped out of it and stepped inside.
“Brother Wu, who was that girl? Did she come here for something?”
Seeing that the advisor was alone, Zhang Deyi casually asked the question. He didn’t expect to get an answer.
“Oh, she’s a student from another department, transferring to our class.”
Hearing that, the advisor quickly stuffed the change-of-information paperwork into a drawer.
“…What?!”
Zhang Deyi’s mouth fell open.
“You’re joking, right? The same class?! Brother Wu, you’re being serious?!”
…
…
10:25 AM.
Su Yun checked her phone after leaving campus.
It had only been thirty or forty minutes since she left home.
Since her paperwork wasn’t complete, she’d only asked the advisor to update her ID for now. It hadn’t taken as long as she’d expected.
The advisor… did seem a bit more enthusiastic than before.
As for singing?
She’d pass.
Her singing wasn’t good anyway.
As Su Yun walked down the street, she suddenly spotted a small bun shop that was still open.
“Sister Xue probably isn’t up yet, right?”
Or maybe she’d just woken up. Which meant… she hadn’t eaten.
Excited, Su Yun walked over to the shop.
“Auntie, I’ll take two veggie buns and two meat buns!”
“Got it~” The shop owner smiled cheerfully at her.
A moment later, she handed Su Yun a paper bag filled with hot, steaming buns.
“You’re not drinking anything with your buns, little girl? Oh, here— I’ve got one cup of warm soy milk left. It’s on the house.”
“Eh…” Su Yun blinked at her.
“Don’t worry, it’s fresh. Just made. Still warm. Take it, it’s the last cup.”
“O-okay. Thank you, Auntie.”
“No need to thank me.”
And just like that, Su Yun accepted the warm soy milk in its white ceramic container and added it to her bag.
Why hadn’t she ever run into this kind of luck before?
She looked down at her slender arms and legs. Maybe… she looked a bit too skinny?
If she added some “fragile girl” makeup, she bet even the cafeteria aunties wouldn’t have the heart to shake their ladles—and might even throw in a bonus scoop.
Hehe~
Su Yun’s mood soared.
She bounced down the street, practically skipping every other step.
“Huh? No way…”
She had just reached the entrance of her apartment building when she saw a car parked out front. a very familiar one.
It looked just like her uncle’s—white, luxurious— but this one was clearly more expensive.
It seemed both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.
She thought about it for a while before realizing, This was the car driven by the maid from Qin Xue’s home.
The same car that had brought her over the last time she tried to persuade Qin Xue.
It had only been a week, and she’d already almost forgotten.
Was Xuanyuan here?
With a bit of curiosity, Su Yun swiped her card and entered the building.
(End of Chapter)