Stop!
I can't think about it anymore!
Zhu Hao felt that if she continued thinking about it, she wouldn't be able to look Tang Song in the eye.
She felt her face burning, and quickly lowered her head, her long hair covering her face and concealing her emotions.
He walked quickly to the sofa, grabbed a bag of snacks, and tore it open.
Tang Song kept his eyes on the document in his hand, but his ears were constantly listening to Zhu Hao's actions.
The tips of her ears twitched.
[The cub has opened the snacks!! Eat up, eat up!]
[The cub is drinking milk! Drink more! Drink more! Grow taller! Grow fatter!]
[Huh? Why isn't the cub eating? Is it not tasty? Or did it finish it all?]
Tang Song quietly raised her eyes, her dark pupils meeting Zhu Hao's gaze, and quickly lowered her eyes.
[Oops~ I got caught daydreaming by the little one, oh no! Will she think I'm not taking my job seriously? No way~ I brought the little one here today mainly to show her that I can afford to raise her!! To tell her not to be so hard on herself~]
[Gibberish...]
Zhu Hao looked away, chewing on the snacks in her mouth, trying to ignore Tang Song's chattering thoughts.
Amidst Tang Song's rambling incoherent ramblings, she turned to the side and secretly put the tail hair she had just grabbed into her pocket, combining it with the tuft from before.
Staring blankly at the milk on the table, my thoughts drifted away.
Tang Song seems to be shedding a bit; is it shedding season?
He has done so much for her, she should learn to take care of his fur too.
You can't touch it, but you can look at it!
Should we get him some fish oil?
Prevents hair loss.
*
Several days passed quietly.
Best wishes. I never felt time flew by so quickly; it's gone in the blink of an eye.
She's been staying at the manor for the past few days and has become quite familiar with almost all the wolves there.
Faced with so many bright, gleaming wolf eyes, she lost her initial awkwardness.
She discovered that the wolves in the manor were simpler than humans, and spoke directly without beating around the bush, making them very comfortable to be around.
She slept very well.
Two days ago, Tang Song was so excited that he didn't sleep all night. Later, he probably got tired and could only mutter a few words at most each night, and his heartbeat gradually weakened.
She also got used to falling asleep to his thoughts, and unconsciously took Tang Song's thoughts before going to sleep as a lullaby.
In September, the summer heat had not yet subsided.
The air was still thick with rising heat.
Zhu Hao, dressed in a simple white long-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, sat obediently in the car, clutching her schoolbag.
Her hair was loose, and her thick bangs covered half of her small face.
She waited patiently for the man beside her to give her instructions.
"If you don't like the school food, ask Aunt Zhang to cook it and bring it to you."
"If you are bullied, remember to speak up. Don't keep it to yourself."
"Pay attention in class. Did you bring your speech-to-text device?"
Nod gently in best wishes.
"Also, if you're not comfortable in the dorm, just move out. Don't be afraid of the hassle."
Keep nodding and wishing you well.
"you……"
"President Tang..." The driver in the driver's seat finally couldn't help but speak up, glancing at the obedient Zhu Hao through the rearview mirror, "You've said these words for the tenth time now."
Zhu Hao glanced furtively in the rearview mirror, saw the driver's mouth movements, and secretly covered his mouth to laugh.
Tang Song: "..."
He shook his ear tips irritably, the high frequency of the trembling revealing his anxiety.
[Hmph! Mr. Li, you're just a middle-aged man without any pups! How could you possibly understand the hearts of us pups' parents?! If you're so capable, then stop giving the pups snacks!! I saw it all!! And you still have the nerve to complain that I'm too talkative! I'm so angry! My fur is practically standing on end!! If it weren't for the fact that you're human, I would have thrown all those snacks of yours away!!]
Zhu Hao's face was tense, suppressing a smile. He picked up the drawing board hanging behind the driver's seat and carefully wrote each stroke. "I know, I'm already a junior in college."
She held up her drawing board, circled the words "junior year" and tapped them lightly.
Tang Song's expression stiffened slightly. He looked away, his jaw clenching. "Go to class. Don't be late."
He blinked and glanced down at his watch.
It's already 7:40 in the morning, and class starts at 8:00.
She gasped for breath, nodded quickly, waved casually, opened the car door, and ran out.
Ah~ Ah~ The cubs have gone to school, leaving me alone as a wolf. Snowflakes are falling... The north wind is howling...
Tang Song's innermost thoughts gradually faded away as the distance between them increased.
On the bus.
Tang Song watched Zhu Hao's disappearing figure, glanced at Li Shi who was smirking in the driver's seat, and his face darkened. "Go to the company."
Li Shi's raised lips immediately fell. "Yes, President Tang."
The smile doesn't disappear, it just moves on.
After entering the school gates, Zhu Hao finally couldn't help but smile, his lips curving upwards and his eyes narrowing with laughter.
Suddenly, she felt a light tap on her shoulder.
The smile on her lips froze. She pretended not to notice, lowered her head, and quickened her pace as if a ghost were chasing her.
Suddenly, a pair of white running shoes appeared on the asphalt surface, bearing the logo of a high-end brand.
Zhu Hao stared at the familiar shoes, paused for a moment, and carefully walked around them.
An arm blocked the way ahead.
I was forced to look up.
A beautiful face came into her view.
He was handsome and refined, with well-defined features. His upturned eyes held boundless love and affection, and his high nose bridge, with a small pink mole on the tip, made his delicate features alluring.
It's Jiang Yangyun, a senior majoring in fashion design. Best wishes... to my senior in the same department.
During a fashion design competition, he saw her work in a blind audition as a student judge and was full of praise. After meeting her in person, he praised her even more and gave her a high score.
After review by all the teachers and students who were judged, she ultimately won the competition.
Jiang Yangyun could explain the concepts and ideas behind her design drafts. She always thought he was a confidant, that he understood her thoughts, and that she had finally found someone who resonated with her.
After the competition, he came to her to ask about the details of the design draft, and she excitedly typed with him to discuss design inspiration and ideas.
But gradually, she sensed that Jiang Yangyun's mind wasn't on clothing design, but rather on her.
After all, when discussing design drafts, there's no need to know irrelevant things like her family background, the reason for her deafness and muteness, or information about her family members, right?
After she realized his feelings, she began to intentionally or unintentionally reject all his invitations.
He seemed to sense her rejection, treading the line of what he called friendship, neither pushing her too hard nor letting go.
She knew that Jiang Yangyun was the young master of the Jiang family, the kind who was spoiled rotten.
She didn't want to play some kind of chase-and-escape game with a young master like that.
Last semester, she finally couldn't take it anymore and exposed his thoughts, telling him directly that the two of them were not suitable and that he should consider other girls.
She didn't see him during the summer vacation, and she thought that the young master had given up on her. Unexpectedly, he came looking for her as soon as school started.
Jiang Yangyun stretched out his well-defined hand and awkwardly gestured in sign language, while saying, "Why did you run away as soon as you saw me? Didn't you even say hello?"
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