Chapter Eighty: Back to School

Xia Yan disliked the fact that, despite being very close to his wife, there was an invisible chasm that kept them far apart.

Even though Young Master Xia had never had a girlfriend, he knew that this kind of relationship wouldn't last long.

He lowered his eyes, the faint smile on his face completely disappearing as he fell into deep thought.

Jiang You rested his chin on his left hand, and only after knowing that those perpetrators would not have a good end did he turn off the news with a sense of satisfaction.

She stretched her neck, and her finger accidentally touched another software, where a 3D island model appeared.

Jiang You was taken aback. Xia Yan saw this out of the corner of his eye, his furrowed brows relaxed, and he rested his chin on the girl's shoulder, with his other hand on her other shoulder.

"Youyou, this is an island under my name. How about we hold our wedding ceremony here? This will be our home from now on."

The boy became very excited when this was mentioned, his amber eyes appearing dreamy and innocent as he looked forward to his future with the girl.

His smooth, delicate cheek gently brushed against hers, his deep, pleasant voice whispering in her ear: "Youyou, let's build a Chinese-style courtyard up there, plant your favorite sunflowers all around, and raise two of your favorite Alaskan Malamutes, and..."

Jiang You, who had initially looked uneasy upon hearing about the marriage, was surprised: "How did you know I like these things?" She hadn't told him any of this.

"You forgot?" Xia Yan's delicate brows furrowed with a smug look. "You posted on your WeChat Moments on July 13, 2020, saying you wanted to live a pastoral life, with a courtyard, two dogs, a few acres of land, and 300 million in savings."

These are all comments from short videos that went viral. She jumped on the bandwagon and posted one too. But who wouldn't envy this kind of life?

Xia Yan hugged her tightly and continued happily, "There are trees, flowers, and a dog in the yard. In spring, we'll go to the flower garden together. In summer, we'll play games in the air-conditioned room. In autumn, we'll eat freshly picked fruits under the trees. In winter, we'll sit around the fireplace..."

"If we get tired of that, we can travel the world, stopping wherever we want, with maids to clean the house..."

After saying that, he stood up, grinned, picked up the drawings on the table, and showed them to her: "Look, this is the house design I drew myself. Do you want me to add anything?"

That affection, as warm as the spring sun and as dazzling as the stars on a summer night, naturally spread to the boy's eyebrows and eyes.

Jiang You was at a loss for what to do. She really didn't want to lie to Xia Yan now, but some of his actions made it impossible for her to break up with him.

She twitched her fingertips and whispered, "I don't know anything about this, you just do what you think is best."

"What kind of tree do you want to plant in the yard? An osmanthus tree? Or a persimmon tree?"

"It's an osmanthus tree, it smells so good."

Do you like the scent of osmanthus?

"Um."

"Just plant osmanthus trees, and build a grape trellis underneath, then in the summer..."

The boy dreamed of his future with the girl, while the girl was thinking about how to leave unscathed.

Jiang You didn't know that if she didn't leave, everything Xia Yan said would be true.

If she leaves, her meticulously designed island home will become a gilded cage imprisoning her.

On the last day of the National Day holiday, Jiang You set off for Sheng'an City, this time traveling on Xia Yan's private jet.

That evening, he escorted her to the girls' dormitory, showed her her new room, and nodded in satisfaction.

Xia Yan couldn't stay too long; he had to rush back to Beijing. As he left the school, he looked thoughtfully inside before slowly embarking on his journey home.

Never mind, I'll trust her.

In the dormitory, Wang Lili was watching a new anime series when she heard the door open. She turned around and saw her roommate Jiang You.

"Hey, you're back? How was your time?"

Jiang You put down his suitcase, slumped into a chair, and said with dead fish eyes, "It's alright."

I spent the last few days in bed.

Thinking of Xia Yan, she said, "Wang Lili, can I ask you something?"

"you say."

"If your boyfriend is very possessive and comes from a very wealthy family, how would you break up with him peacefully?"

"You mean Song Yun? Or Xiao Sinian?" Wang Lili paused the anime while eating potato chips, her eyes gleaming with gossip.

"No, I meant if, if!"

"Ah... If it were me, I wouldn't break up with him if he was handsome, and I wouldn't date him in the first place if he was ugly."

As Wang Lili spoke, she noticed that Jiang You looked somewhat dejected:

"Why are you making that face? Don't you usually enjoy reading novels with possessive male leads who are constantly criticizing others? And you always complain to me that if you were imprisoned by the male lead, you definitely wouldn't think about escaping because you're socially awkward, which fits your requirement of not being social."

"How can these be the same? From an omniscient perspective, I know the male lead will always love the female lead, and no matter what, they will be together, but..."

She didn't know if Xia Yan would love her forever, and she had previously believed that the two of them wouldn't go far, which was why she felt comfortable keeping Song Yun by her side. Now...