"Is this Jingbei University? It looks really impressive," He Yulan stood blankly at the school gate.

Zhuangzhuang obediently held his mother's hand, tilted his little head up, and asked, "Mommy, is this where Daddy goes to school?"

He hadn't seen his father for so long that he had forgotten what his father looked like, and he didn't understand why his father had to come to such a far place to study. His older siblings would come home to play with him every day after school.

He Yulan smiled and patted Zhuangzhuang's head: "That's right, your father went to school here. Zhuangzhuang, you should study hard in the future and come to school here when you grow up, okay?"

"No, I don't want to leave Mommy," Zhuangzhuang said, grabbing his mother's clothes and shaking his head unhappily.

In his young mind, coming to school here meant he wouldn't see his mother for a very long time, and he didn't want to be separated from her.

He Yulan paused for a moment, then said nothing. The child is still young and it's normal that he doesn't understand these things. He'll know he has to fly when he grows up.

Xia Qingqing interrupted the mother and son's interaction by asking, "Do you need me to take you to find someone?"

Since she had already brought him to the school, she might as well go all the way. Although she didn't know Wang Wenxuan, it wouldn't be difficult to find someone at the school.

He Yulan hesitated for a moment before refusing: "No need, could you please point out the location of the boys' dormitory? I can go there myself."

Xia Qingqing had already helped her a lot, and she didn't want to trouble Xia Qingqing any further because of this.

“The men’s and women’s dorms aren’t far apart. I also need to go back to my dorm to put my luggage away, so I’ll take you there,” Xia Qingqing said, gesturing for He Yulan to follow her, and they headed straight for the dorm building.

When they arrived at the girls' dormitory, Xia Qingqing pointed to a spot not far away and said, "Look, the boys' dormitory is over there. Just ask the dormitory manager when you get there."

Without waiting for He Yulan to thank him, he went straight upstairs.

When Xia Qingqing arrived at the dormitory, her three roommates were already there, gathered together eating.

Liu Huimin waved to her happily: "Qingqing, it's just in time that you're back. Come and eat with us. This is a local specialty that I brought for you."

"What a coincidence, I also brought you some good stuff," Xia Qingqing patted the package in her hand, which contained meat sauce specially made by Zhang Hongyan, and each roommate received a portion.

Xiang Qiu happily accepted the meat sauce and thanked her, saying, "It looks delicious. Qingqing, remember to thank Auntie for me!"

Xia Qingqing paused in packing her luggage, then said she had forgotten something. It turned out she had forgotten to send the telegram, but luckily Xiang Qiu's words reminded her.

I quickly packed my luggage and said to my roommates, "I'm going out to send a telegram home."

"Qingqing, let's go together. I also need to let my family know I'm safe," Liu Huimin quickly put down what she was holding and followed Xia Qingqing out.

The two went to the post office outside the school together. When they returned to the school gate after finishing their business, Xia Qingqing saw He Yulan pulling and tugging at a man.

Wang Wenxuan's tone was slightly impatient: "Didn't I tell you that I would come back to pick you and our son up after graduation? Why don't you stay home and wait? It's too dangerous for a woman to come to Beijing with a child. What if Zhuangzhuang gets kidnapped? Have you thought about the consequences?"

"I'm...I'm sorry, but I can't get in touch with you. I wrote to you but you didn't reply. I'm a little worried," He Yulan said, looking at the unfamiliar man in front of her with a wronged expression. She felt that he had changed and would never have treated her like this before.

"Alright, it's my fault. I've been too busy with school and I always forget to write home. I promise I'll write home every month from now on, okay?" Wang Wenxuan noticed her expression was off and his attitude immediately improved.

Then she gently coaxed, "Yulan, why don't you take your son back first? I can't concentrate on my studies while you're all here."

He Yulan tightened her grip on her son's hand: "You've seen Zhuangzhuang for so long, haven't you thought of hugging him? He misses you a lot."

Wang Wenxuan was taken aback. He looked down at the little boy standing obediently to the side and suddenly realized that his son had really grown up a lot since he left home.

This is, after all, his own son. The two have been together for more than two years. How could there be no affection between them?

Finally, Wang Wenxuan squatted down, picked up his son, and pinched his little cheek: "Zhuangzhuang, did you miss your dad?"

"Want to come home, Dad? I haven't seen you in so long," Zhuangzhuang asked, hugging Wang Wenxuan's neck.

He doesn't really miss his father. He has his mother, grandparents, uncles and aunts, older brother and sister, and so many other people with him. He is very happy every day.

But he often saw his mother hiding under the covers and crying, probably because she missed his father so much. If his father came home, his mother wouldn't have to hide and cry secretly anymore.

"Zhuangzhuang, be a good boy and listen to your mother. Wait until your father finishes school and we'll come home," Wang Wenxuan coaxed softly.

Zhuangzhuang looked at him, puzzled: "Then when will I be able to finish school?"

"Soon, you and Mom will stay home and wait for me. Dad will write to you every month from now on."

After Wang Wenxuan finished speaking, he looked at He Yulan and said, "The fare to go home is too expensive. I may not plan to go home for the next few years. I'm thinking of saving the money to buy some good food for Zhuangzhuang. But you'll have to work hard for the next few years. Yulan, you won't blame me, will you?"

After saying that, as if to prove his point, he took out 30 yuan from his pocket and handed it over.

As He Yulan watched her husband regain his former gentleness, memories of their daily interactions resurfaced, softening her heart once again.

She pushed the 30 yuan that Wang Wenxuan handed over back and said softly, "No need, Zhuangzhuang and I don't spend much money at home. You should eat well at school."

......

Liu Huimin, who was not far away, noticed that Xia Qingqing had suddenly stopped walking and asked in confusion, "Qingqing, what are you looking at? Hey, isn't that Wang Wenxuan from the Literature Club?"

"Do you know that man?" Xia Qingqing raised an eyebrow at Liu Huimin.

Liu Huimin nodded: "Yeah, he's quite famous at school. He's a renowned talent. Last semester, I heard he was pursuing Ji Liu, a beautiful girl in the Foreign Languages ​​Department. I wonder if he succeeded."

Liu Huimin was naturally outgoing and could get along with anyone. She had heard plenty of school gossip and news.

Xia Qingqing narrowed her eyes, looking at He Yulan who had smiled again not far away, guessing that the other party must have been coaxed by a man again, and secretly shook her head.

However, she didn't impulsively rush over to defend her. Who knows if the other person would appreciate your kindness? Someone who doesn't understand might even think you're ruining their happy life.