This is where I will study for the next four years. Natalie said softly to herself looking at everything in front of her. The buildings where classical style meets modern style, the lush green tree-lined path, and the young students who come and go with their books seem to be filled with the taste of academics even in the air.
"Hey dear, shall we go to the dormitory first?" The mother's voice sounded at this moment.
"Okay, Mom." Although Natalie turned around and replied, she still looked at the campus reluctantly.
"Well, Nat, I'll give you 20 minutes of tour time. You can use these 20 minutes to have a good time and feel, and I'll be waiting for you here." The mother said suddenly.
"No, Mom, don't have to. I will live here for the next four years. I have time to visit the campus." Natalie shook her head and rejected her mother's proposal.
"But as a Harvard student, I have only one chance to visit the campus for the first time," Shirley patted her daughter's face affectionately, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, dear. Remember you only have 20 minutes, You also have to calculate the round-trip time, so you don’t have much time.”
Natalie blinked, hugged her mother and gave her a kiss, giggled and ran away quickly. Although I have visited the Harvard campus long ago, as my mother said, I only had one chance to visit the campus for the first time as a Harvard student.
After making a big circle from the university building to the museum, Natalie started to walk back from the other side. Although the time was a little shorter, she was still satisfied, and was recognized by several Star Wars fans in the middle. Ask for a signature.
I'm finally here and it's so exciting. Natalie stretched a lot on the way back. However, his mind involuntarily turned to another person, the one who had been waiting for him here a year in advance.
In the eyes of many people, Angela is a genius, a very egoistic person, a person who ignores the rules, but in Natalie's eyes, she is a mysterious group of questions that may never be answered, just like the September issue A sentence from the interview in "Vanity Fair": You can never guess what's going on in her head.
Natalie had naively thought she could find the answer, but until now she was still addicted to it and couldn't extricate herself.
She's a thief, a liar, and a pervert, Natalie thought angrily, but was amused by her own childishness. She finally sighed, that damned guy had taken away her most proud sanity and calmness so thoroughly that he couldn't keep a peaceful mind when thinking of her, bastard!
At this moment, a melodious violin sound floated into the ear. It was in the canon's tune but it was particularly brisk. The player should be in a very happy state. Natalie was involuntarily attracted to the past, seeing that there was still time, she quickly walked to the place where the music came.
Under a tall tree, many students, lecturers, and professors gathered around listening to the beautiful sound of the piano. Natalie, who came to the edge of the crowd, looked inside through the gap. Although she was mentally prepared, she couldn't help but sighed slightly amusingly after seeing the player clearly.
Angela was very devoted to playing the violin on her shoulders, and the tune of "Canon" became more light and lively in her hands, giving a very pure feeling. It's just that this guy is wearing a silver-gray trench coat, and the buttons are neatly buttoned, which is obviously very formal and serious. No matter how you look at it, it is a bit misaligned with the feelings that the music wants to express.
At the end of the song, Angela under the tree bowed slightly to the listening crowd in the applause and put the violin on her shoulder again, but just as she was about to play it again, her eyes fell through the gap in the crowd. On the outermost Natalie.
As her eyes lit up, she put the violin in the piano case and packed it up: "I'm sorry, everyone, that's the end of today, I'm glad everyone can listen here, see you next time!"
Ignoring the disappointment around her, she went straight through the crowd, grabbed the hand of Natalie who was trying to avoid it, and dragged her to another place with a smile.
"Wait, Angie, where are you taking me?" Natalie had to hold her after running for a distance, and she had to go back to her mother within a limited time.
"Go back to the dormitory first, I think you should have been to the dormitory, right?" Angela smiled slyly.
"Unfortunately, I haven't been there yet." Natalie raised her eyebrows. "My mother and I just arrived here, so I just took some time to explore the Harvard campus, and now I have to go back immediately."
"You haven't gone to the dormitory yet?" Angela asked in surprise, her face full of disappointment and depression.
"Is there any problem with the dormitory?" Natalie could not help but narrow her eyes when she heard that she seemed to have something to say.
"Ah... um... So you left Mrs. Shirley outside alone, but ran in to visit the campus yourself?" Angela rolled her eyes and changed the subject, "God, haven't you been to Harvard before? Remember when we were together in '96, didn't we?"
"You're so smart, why don't you guess, Miss Genius." Natalie didn't ask, anyway, sooner or later if there was any problem with moving into the dormitory, she would definitely know by then, so she rolled her eyes and walked straight out.
"Darling, don't call me with that name, okay? It makes me feel very unfamiliar." Angela said, catching up with some complaints, and took her arm again, "Okay, I miss you It's because I'm so happy that I finally became a student at Harvard University, so I can't wait to visit the campus as a student, right?"
"Look, you've already guessed it, so what is Miss Genius?" Natalie said jokingly.
"Nat!" Angela yelled angrily.
The two girls came to Harvard Square with such a smile.
"Nat, dear, you're a few minutes late." Mrs. Shirley, who was waiting in place, raised her left hand with a smile and tapped the surface of her wrist with her right finger after seeing her daughter's figure.
"You should know, Mom, I can't get up anyhow with this guy by my side." Natalie shrugged and glanced at Angela who had just let go of her.
"Hello, Mrs. Shirley, it's nice to see you here, isn't Mr. Avner here?" Angela smiled and stepped forward and hugged Mrs. Shirley gently.
"Avner was temporarily busy, so I couldn't send Nat here." Shirley explained, then looked at her daughter and said with a smile, "Then, Angie, I will take care of Nat from now on. "
Hearing this, Angela raised her eyebrows involuntarily, and looked back at Natalie with laughter and pride, her eyes flashing a hint of meaning at the same time. Following her, she straightened her chest and nodded to Shirley: "That's my honor, ma'am, I promise Nat will be happy to live here for four years."
Natalie rolled her eyes directly, how could she not hear what Angela's words implied, and her face couldn't help but turn slightly red. When Wuqin was not paying attention, she gave Angela a hard look before urging: "Okay, Mom, let's go to the dormitory and put things down first."
To be honest, Natalie was still moved by Angela's single-mindedness in coming to Harvard University in order to fulfill her original promise. But this doesn't mean that he should be tired of being with her every day, and he should have his own private space, right? However, having said that, Natalie still yearned for an intimacy with Angela from time to time, and unlike what she had admitted before, the mysterious attraction of this bastard made her indulge in it.
At least Angie couldn't blatantly break into his dormitory and stay there. Although Natalie thought so comfortably, she was stunned when she arrived at her dormitory under the leadership of the administrator.
"That's it, Miss Natalie, I'm sure you and Angie will get along very well." The administrator, Ms Bramall, said with a smile after showing her and her mother the room.
"I'm glad we can live together, Nat!" Angela declared triumphantly.
"Angie must have put a lot of thought into it?" Xue Li said thoughtfully, looking at her daughter and then at Angela.
"It's mainly because everyone is willing to help." Angela smiled and went around Ms. Bramall's back and pressed her on the other's shoulder affectionately: "After the roommate left after graduation, Bray moved this room at my request. I was idle. Then I asked the provost and several administrators to intercede. Fortunately, they all agreed to my unreasonable request. "
The girl in the inner room kept rolling her eyes. Thinking about it, she knew that Harvard executives could not refuse this very simple request. After all, there were not many people who donated money to the alumni foundation in their own name while studying at the school.
This guy! Natalie wanted to smile bitterly, complain or be moved in her heart, but she couldn't tell. But one thing she is sure of, if she doesn't consider moving out and renting a house in the next four years, I'm afraid she will be settled here.
"The environment is not bad, let's pack our things first, Mom." Natalie came to the door and smiled at several people outside.
"Then, I won't bother you now. If you need any help, just come to me." Bramall said and left the room, then Angela quickly took off her jacket and pulled up her sleeves: "I'll clean up too."
It took about a morning to finally set up Natalie's room, which is as easy and simple as her personality. Then the three of them went to a restaurant in Cambridge for lunch, and of course, Angela treated them. They talked a lot of interesting things, because Shirley was present Angela seemed very reserved and graceful, but she still winked at Natalie, Natalie could only pretend not to see, and she knew very well that once her mother left …
"I missed you, dear Nat." As soon as she returned to the dormitory after sending her mother away after lunch, Angela closed the door and locked her, couldn't wait to pick her up and turned around a few times, then pressed her on the sofa and said with a laugh.
"That's how you miss me?" Natalie raised her eyebrows, as if she didn't intend to resist.
"Don't be like this? I do miss you." Although Angela wanted to put her hands on her, she finally mumbled and sat up. Natalie couldn't help feeling pity, she sat up and put her arms around her neck and kissed her cheek: "So satisfied?"
Angela immediately knelt on the sofa and pouted: "I want to be here too."
Natalie stared at her and hesitated for two or three seconds before holding Angela's face and gently kissing her lips, slowly sucking her lips, occasionally touching each other with the tip of her tongue, and then they separated after a long while. .
"It should be alright now, right?" Natalie gently soothed Angela's blushing face. Although she did the same, she still said angrily. She felt that she seemed to be a little too accommodating to the other party, but at the same time she was a little too accommodating. It is really contradictory to enjoy the feeling of being accommodating to the age.
"Let me think about it," Angela tilted her head and looked at the ceiling, followed by a coveted expression: "Or we can..."
Speaking of which, she stretched out her hand to grab the corner of her clothes and seemed to want to flip it up and take it off. Natalie immediately punched her in the ribs angrily, and shouted angrily, "Angie!"
"Okay, okay, I'm just joking." Angela immediately covered her rib with her hand and cried with a bitter face, as if Natalie's punch really hurt. It's a pity that Natalie's tricks have already been seen through, so she had to give up after crying a few words to no avail.
"You are ruthless!" she complained.
"The problem is that you don't really hurt anymore." Natalie shrugged, then sighed: "Angie, aren't you going to restrain yourself? You know those tabloids have been hyped up a lot lately."
"I know..." Angela immediately showed a depressed look after mentioning the tabloids, she crawled on the sofa with some annoyance, and finally put her head on Natalie's thigh: "I had already exaggerated the tabloids. With mental preparation, I didn't expect to underestimate their ability to make waves."
Angela said that she turned her body and hugged Natalie's waist, burying her head in her lower abdomen, and said a little stuffy: "My family has been asking me about the situation, mom, dad, godfather, uncle, and auntie. Wait. Most of them asked me in a joking tone, but Grandpa and Grandpa took a much more serious tone. Grandpa was okay, he just asked me lightly; but Grandpa wanted me to pay attention to my words and deeds... I have to say, those guys in The Sun are very good at making up stories, and they even made a list of contacts. Your name is on it."
"I think you're supposed to deny it outright when you're interviewed," Natalie said ambivalently, stroking her hair. "It's a question of strategy and not..."
"But what about the truth?" Angela sat up suddenly, "Would you be happy after I denied homosexuality?"
As she spoke, she suddenly stepped over and sat on Natalie's lap, holding the girl's face against her forehead: "Can we only have a sneaky date in the shadows, can we never appear in the sun?"
Angela suddenly hugged Natalie tightly, the feeling of fear of losing the person in front of her suddenly burst out from the inside out, making Natalie involuntarily hug each other tightly.
"Angie, don't mention this, let's talk about something else, such as your former roommate?" The girl patted Angela's back with a complicated mood to comfort her. Although she felt that there was something else in her relationship, it was obviously not appropriate to talk about it at this time, so she immediately changed the subject.
Angela also seemed to realize her gaffe, and quickly let go of Natalie and left her lap, then adjusted her clothes and adjusted her mind before she smiled again: "Okay, what do you want to know?"
The afternoon quickly slipped away, and in addition to chatting with Angela, she took Natalie around the entire Cambridge city. But what made Natalie laugh and cry was that there were always some women who came up to chat with Angela on the road, and that ambiguous and provocative attitude was almost engraved on her forehead.
"I never knew you were so popular at Harvard," Natalie said jokingly after returning to the dorm for dinner.
"Popular? Forget it, you must know that the men in the school had to detour when they saw me a few months ago." Angela said with some self-deprecation.
Natalie laughed. She wanted to ask what the truth of the so-called drunken incident was. Although Angela had said it before, it was a little unclear. But Angela seemed to have guessed what she wanted to say, and immediately changed the subject: "You know, Nat, you are honored to be the last female undergraduate student at Radcliffe College."
"The last female undergraduate?" Natalie blinked. "What do you mean?"
"I heard that Radcliffe College will be upgraded to a graduate school in a few months, which means that there will be no women's and men's colleges at Harvard from now on, and undergraduates will all study at Harvard College." Angela earnestly said.
"Then Radcliffe..." Natalie asked thoughtfully.
"Yes, male graduate students will also be recruited after being upgraded to a research institute." Angela nodded.
"Well, it's really worth celebrating... What else?" Natalie asked again after a while.
The two girls talked about Harvard again until—
"Hi, dad, how are you and mom... yes, I'm fine, there won't be a big problem with Angie by my side..." Natalie was talking on the phone with her home on her cell phone, although the corners of her mouth were smiling but her voice was full of All with sadness.
"Wow, it looks like Nat is feeling homesick." Angela giggled and coaxed after she ended the call.
"So what?" Natalie rolled her eyes at her. "Didn't you call home after your first day at Harvard?"
"No, no, it's normal," Angela shook her head like a rattle, "I just wanted to say don't be too melancholy."
"Don't worry, I'm not you." Natalie snorted softly.
But Angela immediately came over and wrapped her around her from behind, blowing in her ear and saying in an ambiguous tone, "I know there is a way to make you forget your melancholy."
The strong sex smell in the tone made Natalie's face slightly redden. The two of them were wearing very thin clothes in the bedroom, and the warm body pressed together made her feel a little confused.
"Angie..." Natalie turned around to say something, but her mouth was immediately gagged.
The lingering this time was more intense than the one in the afternoon. After a few rounds, Natalie almost fell into Angela's arms, and then the bastard hugged himself and continued to blow in his ear: "Let's go to the bathroom together. !"