Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 893: The Passerby in the Campus Story Rejects Puppy Love 16

Xie Yanzhou and Miaomiao had lunch outside. As a person who had been taken care of for a whole semester, Miaomiao was very considerate and treated the academic genius to a big meal after the exam.

Not to mention, the train ticket she casually mentioned that she couldn't buy was successfully solved by the academic genius.

With such a favor, Miaomiao felt that it would not be excessive to treat her to a few sumptuous meals.

Especially since the next two or three days will be her days of relaxation, it’s like a string that has been stretched for a long time is suddenly relaxed, and her eyes are shining with comfort.

Miaomiao's cheerfulness contrasts with Xie Yanzhou's indifference across from her.

He sat opposite Miaomiao, and after moving his chopsticks a few times, his eyes were always secretly on Miaomiao's face, as if he wanted to imprint her in his mind, until the little girl accidentally got some sauce on the corner of her mouth.

Xie Yanzhou almost subconsciously took out a tissue and wanted to wipe off the disobedient sauce for Miaomiao, but he happened to make eye contact with Miaomiao, who was halfway through her meal and found Xie Yanzhou too indifferent.

"Why don't you eat? Is it not to your liking?"

Miaomiao looked up and saw that his plate was somewhat clean, so she guessed that he must be hiding something.

Although she herself didn't feel anything these days, the occasional voices of other students still reached her ears as they lived under the same roof.

For example, Xie Yanzhou's mood has been unstable recently, like a ruthless immortal who has fallen into the mortal world?

"Is something bothering you?

He doesn’t look very interested.”

Xie Yanzhou did not wipe Miaomiao's mouth again, but just gently wiped the corner of his own mouth with a tissue. He felt a little happy about the little girl's sensitivity.

She cares about him, so she pays attention to him all the time. Maybe they can be together sooner.

"No, I'm thinking about something. Whether as a classmate or a good friend, I hope you don't forget to study next time.

Don’t forget to take the exams in the first month of the next semester. If you fall behind too much, you will be placed in other classes.

So, we can start a video call at 7pm to finalize our study plan. Is that okay with you?"

Xie Yanzhou said this, but he also knew that this was the most appropriate time.

If you say it's too early, look at his girl's unsatisfied look, like a bird about to fly out of a cage, yearning for nature. If another bird in the cage calls her at this time, it will only cause disgust and make her fly farther away.

The next night, she had gradually calmed down, and he should have reached the limit of his restraint. When they met again at that time, her mood would be calm, and it would be the safest time.

"I'll do as you say, but I didn't expect you to be so tired during the winter vacation. I told you before, and I'll nag you again this time. I'll mail you some local specialties when the time comes."

Xie Yanzhou pursed his lips, smiled, and nodded slightly.

Once you agree, you can't go back on your word, otherwise he doesn't know what he will do if he can't see Miaomiao.

I used to think that a man going crazy for love was a sign of intellectual disability.

But now, he was always on the edge of obsession, and restraint had almost become his daily routine, but at night, he still needed something by her side to accompany him.

Whether it was the red pen that he quietly took away, the handkerchief that Miaomiao used to wipe her sweat after they became deskmates, the replaced cushions, or even the cups that he accidentally broke and replaced with new ones for her, they were all placed intact in his bedroom.

It was his unspeakable obsession, and he looked like a pervert.

In two hours, he would be separated from her. The distance of more than 1,200 kilometers was like an invisible thread, pulling at his heart and making it ache.

Xie Yanzhou accompanied her back to Jinchen to pick up her luggage, and then asked the driver to take her to the high-speed rail station.

He stood not far away and watched her turn around and wave as she checked her ticket, and he felt like a piece of his heart was hollowed out.

"Remember to report safety when you get home. Don't forget to video call me at 7pm the day after tomorrow. Don't be late."

Miaomiao nodded and skipped into the ticket gate, completely unaware of the boy behind her whose face was gradually turning pale and his expression was gradually becoming gloomy. Her mind was full of liberation, and she was finally liberated and could go home.

Xie Yanzhou stood there until Miaomiao's figure disappeared. After standing there silently for more than ten minutes, he took out his cell phone and called his special assistant.

"Young Master, the person you want has already boarded the train with Miss Jiang.

Don't worry, this is the picture they just sent."

Xie Yanzhou looked through the pictures sent by Assistant Qian. The first one was a picture of his Miaomiao putting her luggage into the luggage rack...

As usual, Xie Yanzhou saved the photo and turned to leave the high-speed rail station.

After nearly four hours on the train, Miaomiao was stiff by the time she got out of the station.

Pinglan City is quite cold, but the high-speed rail station is relatively warm. It’s just that it is built in the suburbs, so you can only get home by being picked up by someone or taking a taxi.

Miaomiao met her mother who had been waiting for an hour at the exit. She hadn't been home for so long that she was a little uncomfortable with the cold here.

The cold wind made her subconsciously wrap her down jacket tightly, but her heart was filled with joy. At this moment, she was the original owner, and the original owner was her.

"Your grandma specially asked me to stew some pork ribs for you, just waiting for you to come back and eat them!

How many days of vacation will we have after this exam?"

Mother Jiang hadn't seen her daughter for nearly half a month. She knew that the time was over after the exam, so she didn't plan to ask Miaomiao about her grades.

The grades of Jingyun Middle School are only released during the winter and summer vacations. Now, whether you ask or not, her daughters are all top students.

"That's great! I've been craving spareribs. You weren't home, and my dad's cooking is even scarier than dark cuisine. If it weren't for my deskmate Xie Xueshen's help, you would have lost ten pounds by the time you see your daughter again.

But this time we have 28 days off, so we can catch up back home.”

Miaomiao held Jiang Ma's hand and got into the car.

Along the way, the mother and daughter talked and laughed. Miaomiao also asked about her grandmother's recent situation, so she forgot to take out the mobile phone in the pocket of her down jacket.

It was not until I returned to the old house, had dinner, and watched TV with my grandma and mom, and it was past ten o'clock in the evening, when I was getting ready to go to bed, that I remembered the cell phone stuffed in my down jacket.

Miaomiao discovered that the moment the screen lit up, missed call and message notifications popped up instantly, which scared her.

When she got home, her mother had already called her father, so apart from the initial call from her father and two WeChat messages asking about her safety, the rest of the messages on her phone were all "Xie Yanzhou".

Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, and she swiped the screen to count.

Eight missed calls, ten messages.

Miaomiao held the phone, swiping her fingertips across the screen, looking at the ten unread messages. For a moment, she felt like something was strange.

It was not until she opened it that she found that except for the first four messages, they were sent around 7:30, asking her if she had arrived home, was safe, and if she felt more relaxed at her grandma's house.

The next six messages were not sent until 9:30, and the tone suddenly changed, all talking about serious matters.

Things like "The school will release the final grade rankings next week, remember to pay attention to the class group", "I have compiled the electronic version of the winter vacation homework and will send it to your email tomorrow", and "I have added a few typical wrong questions in the electromagnetic induction template and will explain it to you online the next day."

She blinked at the screen, and the doubts in her heart slowly deflated like a popped balloon.

She really thought too much...