Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother novel Chapter 456

I secretly gave Winston a big thumbs up. He was quite perceptive at such a young age.

He stopped laughing and walked forward. "Let's go. It's in college. I believe you'll like it."

I pouted. Winston said it as if that place was tailor-made for me. What if I disliked it? Could he destroy it and start over? Most boys didn't think deeply before saying something. Mature men were better. At the very least, they were more steady and reliable.

Anyway, there wouldn't be any man better than Colin in this world.

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If Winston hadn't led the way, I wouldn't have known the college had such a quiet and mysterious paradise.

It was an old campus I had never visited. There was a large courtyard with a row of three-story buildings built slightly back.

Peach trees had been planted in a broad space in front of the yard. The fruits were ripe and densely packed. They were so red that I wanted to eat them. Their fruity fragrance was overflowing.

Perhaps no one took care of this place. Some ripe fruit had dropped on the ground. Several birds landed on it and focused on it so much that they didn't fly away even when we arrived.

The scenery wasn't particularly stunning, but everything was simple and natural.

I'd been drawing since I was a child. Dad and Mom taught me to appreciate and cherish the beautiful things in life. Despite the obvious artificial traces, the scenery in front of me had an otherworldly style of a city encased in reinforced concrete that appealed to my artistic sense.

"It's so beautiful here. I like it." I raised my eyebrow and told Winston, "You're awesome for finding this."

He chuckled proudly again. Then, he took the initiative to open a door and strode inside. "I knew you'd like it. Please come in. You'll find something more interesting inside."

I chuckled, squinted at him, and said teasingly, "I like it, but it's hard for me to imagine a boy decorating such a dreamy place."

He rubbed his head in embarrassment but said sincerely, "Luna, you can come here to paint. You're Professor King's favorite student and everyone's favorite teaching assistant.

"With you here, we can ask for your suggestions. We hope you can come. My friends are aware that I know you and have specifically asked me to invite you."

Winston's words sounded nice. It turned out that he had ulterior motives. That was why I could meet him by chance in such a big college. Everything was deliberately arranged.

It turned out that I was well-known in college. I had never noticed this before.

However, Professor King was indeed famous. As his student, it didn't seem strange for me to become eye-catching. So, I chose not to refute Winston on this point.