Liu Tian continued, "Luckily, I didn't study auto repair. It's not that it's bad; the job prospects are great. It's just that I don't like it. By the way, the schools I applied to for the first few years were all third-tier universities in Beijing. Maybe we'll see each other often then!"

"Yeah, that's great. We can hang out together again sometime."

Liu Tian stood up from the stool, looked around the classroom, and then pulled the stool back down to sit.

"Where's Jiang Jiayan?"

Ye Zhou turned to look at him: "What? When did you become so concerned about her?"

Liu Tian crossed his arms and hummed aggrievedly, "Was that out of concern for her? Who even remembers that she still owes me an apology? I've never been so wronged in my life."

"Tsk, I doubt it. She's already gone abroad."

"Go abroad? How outrageous! Going abroad just to avoid apologizing to me? Is it really worth it?"

Ye Zhou: "..."

"By the way, have you heard about Susan lately? She hasn't come to fill out her college application."

Ye Zhou shook his head, he had never heard of it, but he sometimes still enjoyed listening to Liu Tian tell some gossip.

"She didn't even take the college entrance exam. On the day of the exam, she went out to look for a job. Guess what? She actually found one, a job in a celebrity studio. The job requirement was no educational requirement, and she got a lucky break. She dresses up beautifully every day."

Ye Zhou was somewhat stunned. In this life, it seemed that he had directly or indirectly changed the fate of many people.

...

At the small restaurant near the school gate.

The large ceiling fan was humming.

Ye Zhou rested his chin on one hand at the dining table, not touching his food.

An Youhe looked like a little hamster guarding its food, its cheeks bulging as it ate with its head down.

My lips are still quite swollen and red, so I have to be extra careful when eating.

Ye Zhou comforted himself, thankfully he hadn't broken the girl's lip.

An Youhe wanted to eat, but she was also very careful, afraid of burning her lips with the hot soup, so she stuffed the noodles into her mouth in big gulps and chewed slowly.

As he watched, Ye Zhou suddenly felt an urge to kiss him again, and then his guilt intensified.

He cursed himself inwardly, "Chusheng, Ye Zhou."

The girl looked up, blinked, and looked at Ye Zhou, then at his clean chopsticks.

"This tomato and egg noodle soup is delicious! Hey? Why aren't you eating it? Isn't yours good?"

Ye Zhou came to his senses; he had ordered a bowl of minced meat and shredded chicken noodles.

Using the excuse of wanting to make up for An Youhe's mistake and treating her to a meal, she unexpectedly ended up being dragged to the cheapest noodle shop outside the school gate.

Ye Zhou immediately took a bite with his chopsticks. "Delicious."

The girl smiled suddenly, her eyebrows curving upwards.

Whether it was an illusion or not, for a moment, it seemed as if countless pink and purple flowers bloomed around An Youhe.

He concluded that An Youhe's smile was beautiful and pure, and that she should indeed smile more, preferably only to herself.

Seeing how much the girl was enjoying her noodles, Ye Zhou said, "You like noodles so much? How about I make you noodles often from now on?"

An Youhe slowly raised her eyes, a noodle still in her mouth.

Later, Ye Zhou started talking about the future again.

The girl's heart fluttered.

She remembered every word Ye Zhou said on the high school awards stage.

As for those bonuses, Ye Zhou said they were to be used as a wedding fund or something. Although it's unclear whether Ye Zhou was serious, she has been saving them carefully.

The already hot weather made An Youhe feel even hotter.

She said softly, "Okay."

She looked down at the table, not daring to look at the boy anymore, and silently ate her rice.

"Ouch." Without noticing, the noodles brushed against her swollen lips, causing a stinging pain like being stung by ants.

But An Youhe immediately started eating without making a sound.

Ye Zhou felt guilty.

I put my phone under the table and opened a search engine.

How do I reduce swelling on my lips after a kiss?

...

I dropped An Youhe off at the bus stop.

Ye Zhou took out a tube of ointment from his shirt pocket.

"Applying aureomycin ointment can reduce swelling in the mouth."

An Youhe pursed her lips, not expecting Ye Zhou to have thought of something like this.

Ye Zhou, how thoughtful.

But it's so embarrassing, my lips got swollen from being kissed.

The girl lowered her head slightly and took the plastic bag containing the ointment from Ye Zhou's hand.

There was also a pack of cotton swabs in the bag, for easy application.

"What are your plans for such a long holiday?" Ye Zhou asked.

"Maybe I'll find a part-time job," An Youhe replied earnestly, though she hadn't thought of what kind of part-time job it might be.

At this moment, the bus roared past on the ring road and stopped in front of the station.

The timing was terrible; Ye Zhou hadn't even had a chance to say a few words to the little cutie.

The girl's long eyelashes fluttered. "The car, the car is here."

An Youhe remained standing there, seemingly surprised that the bus had arrived so quickly. She hadn't had enough time to spend with the boy.

Ye Zhou was almost amused by the girl's little expression.

He stepped forward, hands in his pockets, bent over, and placed his lips on An Youhe's forehead. With a gentle breath, his thin bangs were blown to the sides, revealing her fair and smooth forehead.

Their lips touched lightly, leaving a gentle kiss.

"Beep beep beep!—"

The bus's loudspeaker blared, its sound extremely harsh.

The middle-aged woman driving shouted, "Aren't you getting in or not? Stop dawdling!"

The girl seemed startled, blushed, and said, "Goodbye."

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