Jiang Zhouye: “Wait and see…”
After taking a deep breath, he finally asked with difficulty: “Where is she? Not with you?”
Jiang Yunchuan looked at him like he saw a ghost: “Do you think she will stand with me? I can’t see her at school except in the cafeteria.”
“Oh, yes, there are many cafeterias at Beijing University, so I may not necessarily meet her.”
“…” This weak family relationship.
“Are you looking for her?” Jiang Yunchuan suddenly got it.
He said, how could Jiang Zhouye come to Beijing University to wander around if he had nothing to do.
Jiang Zhouye, whose thoughts were exposed, simply didn’t hide it. He coughed lightly: “Where is she?”
“She should be in class, right? I remember she had a class in the first period, and it was about to end. If you want to find her, go to the Broadcasting Department…”
“Ahhh, I’m late, I’m late. Why did I oversleep? Why didn’t the alarm ring? Why is my phone silent?!!!”
Jiang Yunchuan hadn’t finished speaking yet when a voice came from far away.
Jiang Nanshu looked very calm, but she walked so fast that her skirt left a shadow in the air.
But her inner voice was not as impressive as her appearance.
The two people: “…”
Jiang Zhouye patted his shoulder and whispered: “You go first. I have something to ask her.”
Jiang Yunchuan was a little worried and finally reminded him: “Well, be careful not to get mad at her.”
Jiang Zhouye: “???”
What?
How could he, a grown man, be mad at a little girl?
“Don’t worry, I have adjusted my mentality. I am very good now.”
Only then did Jiang Yunchuan leave with peace of mind.
Jiang Zhouye stood in front of Jiang Nanshu and stopped her way.
Jiang Nanshu immediately took a step back: “Where did the mummy come from?”
“Hey, a good dog doesn’t block the road, simida1思密达, sīmìdá: (slang) (used at the end of a sentence to mimic Korean speech) (loanword from Korean verb ending “seumnida”) / (jocular) a Korean!”
Jiang Zhouye’s face darkened. He comforted himself in his heart, saying ‘Don’t be angry.’.
He pulled down the mask, but his teeth were still clenched tightly: “It’s me.”
“Who are you…”
Jiang Zhouye’s forehead began to twitch.
The next second, she changed the subject: “Oh, it turns out to be my Fourth Brother. I haven’t seen you for a few days. I almost didn’t recognize you.”
Jiang Nanshu bared her teeth and greeted politely: “Excuse me, what can I do for you? I have to go to class.”
“Did he not eat Lychee Plum today and come to Beijing University to lose my credits?”
Jiang Zhouye: “…”
Was she sure she couldn’t recognize him, or had she never paid attention to him at all?
And why did she blame him for her lateness!
The next second, the bell rang.
Jiang Zhouye said in a hoarse and slightly cold voice: “You don’t need to go now. The class is over.”
“…”
“Ahhh, why, why, why? I’m really late this time. God wants me to die.”
Jiang Nanshu wanted to cry but had no tears. She felt that her resentment was heavier than that of a ghost.
Originally, she had planned that as long as she showed up in the classroom, she would be considered to have participated in the first class.
But Jiang Zhouye came to block her way, causing her to be really late.
She looked at him blankly: “If you have something to say, just say it. I have to go to my second class.”
Jiang Zhouye took a deep breath and said: “My band’s last tour will be in Beijing. Haven’t you always wanted to go to a concert with me? I’ll take you there next week.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
“I don’t know how much it would cost to invite the exorcist from the temple on the mountain to come down. I feel like something is wrong with my family.”
Jiang Zhouye: “…”
He was really impressed.
She was the one who pestered him to go, and now she was still the one who was unhappy!
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