Chapter 292 My First Love

Those who've spent time at Starlight Medical College often reminisce about its distinctively beautiful campus.

Especially in spring and summer, the grounds burst with colorful flowers, their fragrance permeating the air with refreshing sweetness.

The cherry blossom garden stood as one of the medical school's renowned attractions. During bloom season, the campus opened to the public, drawing admirers from far and wide.

Now, at peak bloom, the trees were magnificent-clouds of delicate pink blossoms swaying gently. When the breeze stirred, petals showered down like snow, creating a scene of perfect romance.

Jason paused while passing through the garden, unable to resist capturing a few photos on his phone.

A camera click behind him caught his attention. Turning around, he discovered a young woman aiming her phone directly at him.

Caught in the act, she lowered her phone with an embarrassed smile. "Mr. Foster!" Jason, dressed in a crisp white shirt with rolled-up sleeves and black trousers, held a textbook in one hand and his phone in the other.

"Were you... photographing the blossoms too?" he asked with a gentle smile.

The student hid her camera behind her back, blushing as she stepped backward. "No, I wasn't taking any pictures. Mr. Foster, I need to get to class. Goodbye!" She turned and hurried away.

Jason watched her ponytail swing as she ran, the very picture of youthful energy.

His colleagues often joked that Jason could easily pass for a student himself. But Jason felt old-not physically, but in spirit.

There was truth to the saying that one was getting old when one spent more time reminiscing about the past.

Walking through the cherry blossom garden toward the academic building, he exchanged greetings with passing faculty and students.

A man of principle, Jason always arrived at his classroom five minutes early. Today, distracted by the blossoms, he reached the door just as the bell rang.

At least he wasn't late.

The classroom was already full. As he entered, the chatter immediately subsided.

Though generally conventional in his personal life, Jason had a knack for teaching. He incorporated real medical cases into his lectures, transforming dry medical theory into engaging content.

Consequently, no one ever missed his classes or arrived late or left early.

Female students, in particular, competed for front-row seats just to be closer to him.

As Jason approached the lectern and set down his book, he noticed a pink envelope

on the desk addressed in neat handwriting: [For Professor Foster.]

He could guess the contents-since joining the medical school, he'd received countless similar letters.

Looking up, he calmly surveyed the room.

The student from the cherry blossom garden was there, head down, avoiding his gaze.

female students appeared nervous, excited, or gleaming with

the letter aside, opened his textbook, and inserted his USB

listened attentively. The multimedia classroom was silent except for his voice and the sound

helped him clear his mind

I like

ending,

room erupted

a slide, paused and

the center of the fourth row stood a

was of average height with short hair and an androgynous style. Her brave expression and unwavering stance suggested someone unafraid to act on her

actually admired her

he had possessed such bravery in his past, perhaps his life would

some mischievous students,

class is over, that opportunity is gone. Given how precious this time is, I'd appreciate if we could all stay on topic and avoid discussions unrelated to our learning objectives

students goodbye, he took

exited the building, someone called after

had confessed during

Foster, I want to know what kind of

perhaps confused

smiled gently and replied diplomatically, "You're not

should

adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next

He heard her begin

colleague approached, patting his shoulder teasingly. "I heard a student confessed to you in class today. What did I tell you? Have you considered dating someone seriously? It might help certain students who seem distracted by you to concentrate on their

smiled but

opened his drawer and took out a

showed him and Emily as children, preserved by Martin for years. After

away, Jason had kept

at the photo, Jason's

been unhurried as

he would wait impatiently downstairs, checking his watch repeatedly until she

you hurry up?" he would

to wait for me, you know." Despite her words, she would climb onto the back of

from Broadway Alley, his irritation would mysteriously

effect on him-her perpetual smile made it impossible to

daily rides to

weekend when Emily's parents were away. He had spent his allowance treating her to pasta

the carrots from her dish, and he had quickly pushed

like carrots, give them

nose, blinking her long eyelashes in

full of pasta. "The strange one is anyone

Alley entrance afterward, Emily's hair tie had fallen out. After

me help," he had offered, taking the elastic from her hand to

neighborhood children had spotted them and started teasing loudly, "Jason

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