The car stopped in front of the villa.

After getting off the car, the little girl took Jing Chenyun's hand and said, "Brother, your grandfather's house is so big."

Jing Chenyun nodded expressionlessly.

Jing Qingze followed them carrying fruits, snacks and water bottles.

Old Master Jing knew about it before they entered the door. He paced back and forth excitedly in the yard, and came to greet them as soon as he saw them come in.

"My dear grandson, you finally came to see grandpa!"

Jing Chenyun looked at him and finally called out, "Grandpa."

"Hey!" Grandpa Jing touched his head, then looked back, "Third brother, where is my good grandson's mother?"

"Qingyi worked overtime until very late last night and is taking a rest today."

"There are supplements at home, you can give them to her."

"Dad, I know." Jing Qingze raised the fruit he was carrying, "Qingyi said she would bring you some fruit."

Now in this relationship, he is the passive one and she is in complete control.

"She's thoughtful." Old Master Jing smiled, then his expression changed, "You're such a loser. You've been chasing her for half a year and still haven't gotten her back."

Old Master Jing is very disappointed with his youngest son, who had been dull since childhood. He never expresses his frustration and prefers to remain silent.

The reason why he talks a lot in front of his father is that he often does some inappropriate things to attract his attention.

Jing Chenyun glanced at him and thought he deserved to be scolded.

Jing Qingze couldn't refute. She had been pursuing him for half a year, not counting the time when he couldn't speak and didn't give her a sense of security when they were together.

"My dear grandson, let's go in." The old man led his grandson into the house and looked at the little girl, "My dear, are you coming to visit grandpa today too?"

"That's right! I didn't know what to bring, so Xingxing brought my favorite snacks for grandpa!"

"Oh, Xingxing is so good!"

…

Thirteen years later, Saturday noon, Huai City No. 1 Middle School.

Mo Ranxing delivered lunch to Jing Chenyun, a senior student, through the school’s iron gate.

Huai City No. 1 Middle School has an unwritten rule that in the second semester of senior year, in order for students to concentrate on reviewing, students are required to live on campus, have make-up classes on Saturdays, and study on Sunday mornings. They are free to leave the school from noon to 6:30 pm, and also study on their own in the evenings.

Jing Chenyun is now one of this group of people.

Many parents who were worried that their children did not eat well at school also came to deliver meals, and Mo Ranxing did not seem out of place among them.

"My mother made you a meal." Mo Ranxing handed the lunch box to Jing Chenyun and squatted outside the door, propping up his face to look at him, "Brother, through this iron door, I feel like I'm here to visit a prisoner."

Jing Chenyun: ...

It does look like that.

His roommates jokingly called No. 1 Middle School "No. 1 Prison."

"But when I think about the fact that I will become one of them soon, I feel terrible," she said with a frown.

Jing Chenyun tapped her forehead with amusement, "What did Aunt Luo do today?"

Compared to studying, she is more interested in classical dance.

"Fried meatballs, vermicelli shrimp in garlic sauce, pork ribs with preserved plum sauce, super fragrant, and stir-fried seasonal vegetables."

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"No, I haven't eaten yet. I'll go back to eat after I deliver your meal."

"Are you hungry?"

"A little bit. I secretly ate a few pieces while my mom was cooking."

"Do you want to eat?" Jing Chenyun raised the lunch box in his hand.

Mo Ranxing shook his head, "No, if I eat, what will you eat? I'll eat when I get back."

She moved closer, "Brother, do you want some milk tea?"

"No, you already drank it on Monday and Thursday. Aunt Luo doesn't allow you to drink so much milk tea."

"Okay, I declare that you are not a good brother today." She stood up, "See you tomorrow, bad brother."

"Be careful on your way back." Jing Chenyun was a little helpless.

"I know. Go and have dinner."

Jing Chenyun watched her back disappear in the crowd, then turned around with the lunch box.

When he returned to the dormitory, his roommate looked at him and said, "Hey, your girlfriend brought you food again."