Chapter 693: Sending a Letter of Love, Sister Yue Returns to School (Part 3)
Xie Dingyuan: [Congratulations are never too much.]
Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips. She wanted to ask if the person who held her in his arms in the single isolation room in Tunisia was him.
That’s right, Jiang Fuyue later recalled the scene at that time. When she had a high fever and fell into a semi-comatose state, someone did hold her.
This is what I thought in my head, so I typed it out and then clicked send.
She didn't feel embarrassed to ask whatever she wanted to ask.
If she were to meet Xie Dingyuan face to face, she would probably speak directly.
The other end paused for two seconds and replied: [Yes.]
Jiang Fuyue subconsciously curled her lips, and her eyebrows also curved halfway, a movement that perhaps she herself did not even notice.
How did you know I was there?
Half a minute passed with no response.
Three minutes later...
Ten minutes passed, still no response.
Is this question difficult?
…
In the northern region of Suwetan, there is a small town called Mashig.
Because of the rampant Shenkwo virus, it has become a deserted city.
Xie Dingyuan sat on a simple wooden block, the sun was scorching in the sky. He tapped the phone screen which suddenly went black, pursed his lips, and looked depressed.
Kaza came over and asked: "What are you doing? Why are you taking pictures with your phone?"
Is this some new trick to prevent viruses?
Xie Dingyuan: "...The battery is out."
"Oh." His was also out of battery. His phone battery often went out of service under the scorching sun.
but……
"Were you chatting with someone just now?" Kaza asked curiously.
"What's it to you?" He said, then stood up and walked away.
Kaza: “?”
"Professor Xie," a medical worker trotted over from a distance, "The temporary medical station has been set up, and the equipment has passed testing and is ready for use."
"Severely infected individuals will be sent to Area A, with S-level protection. Mild and moderate cases will be sent to Area B, with A-level protection. All suspected infected individuals will remain in Area C. Individual isolation spaces will be designated as soon as possible, with increased staffing and ongoing observation and recording."
"Yes! I'll arrange it right away!"
Kaza walked over and looked at the desolate and bleak city. He couldn't help but sigh, "This isn't a developed area to begin with. A virus can destroy everything. Ultimately, it's the ordinary people who suffer."
After saying that, he patted Xie Dingyuan on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work, brother."
"It's rare to see you serious for once." He lowered his head to check his body protection and reminded, "Take your hands away."
Kaza's mouth twitched and he withdrew his hand awkwardly.
You are so stupid, why don’t you understand sentimentality? Because you are stupid!
We were busy until the sun went down, and the temporary medical station finally started to operate normally.
At the same time, this is also Xie Dingyuan’s third virus sampling point.
If nothing unexpected happens, he will stay here for the next two weeks, observing the clinical symptoms of the infected and conducting sample analysis.
Kaza threw down a box lunch: "Eat it. I got it with great difficulty."
Xie Dingyuan's eyes moved away from the record sheet and fell on the disposable plastic box in front of him, his eyebrows moving slightly.
"I know you're not used to couscous, so I made you some rice with pickles. Just make do with it."
Xie Dingyuan: "Where did it come from?"
“There’s a Chinese restaurant in front.”
"Isn't it closed down?"
"The boss and his wife live upstairs. When we were distributing the protective kits, they happened to be having dinner. I ordered a bowl for you, and they even had a takeaway box ready."
"Thank you very much."
Kaza snorted and thought to himself: Who needs your thanks?
But the upturned corners of the mouth are not the case.
"By the way, there's a post office up ahead. The owner is pretty awesome! He didn't take any protective measures and still opened the business. Are all you Chinese people that bold?"
Xie Dingyuan paused and asked, "Is it owned by a Chinese?"
"Yeah! I just sent him a protective kit and told him to close the shop, but he still wouldn't listen."
"I'll go over and take a look..."
"Hey!" The meal is not finished yet!
The post office is actually a convenience store with a mailbox next to it. Sixty percent of the store is occupied by tall shelves with piles of letters on them. The dust gets thicker the further you go inside.
The boss is an old man with a beard, yellow skin, shallow eye sockets, and a typical oriental face.
"If I say I won't close the door, then I won't close it. Don't try to persuade me. It's useless to persuade me."
Xie Dingyuan said in Chinese: "I won't persuade you."
When the old man heard the familiar mother tongue, his eyes, which had been half-closed from dozing, suddenly opened: "Then what are you doing here?"
Xie Dingyuan: "Send a letter."
"Eh?" The old man became interested, stood up and walked to the counter, and asked, "Where to send it? Who to?"
"Linhuai, China, to..." He paused for a moment, "the girl I like."
"Sure!" The old man instantly became enthusiastic. "I just like helping lovers receive and deliver letters. Even the envelopes are so sweet."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of letter paper and a pen from the drawer below. "Here, write. If I survive, I promise to deliver the letter to you within three months. If... I die, I will also ask someone to complete it, but the timeframe is uncertain, maybe three to five months, or maybe three to five years."
Xie Dingyuan reached out to take it, thought about it, and lowered his head to write.
The old man took a quick glance but couldn't see clearly. He wrote too fast and didn't have time to read it a second time before the other party had already folded it and put it in the envelope.
He also sealed it himself.
It seems like he is afraid that others will see it. Humph, so stingy.
Xie Dingyuan: "How much?"
The old man glanced at him and asked, "Are you from the medical team?"
"Um."
"That's free."
Xie Dingyuan did not refuse and thanked him sincerely. He also reminded him that he could open the store but he had to take good precautions.
"I don't want my letter to take more than three months or more to arrive."
After a pause, he added seriously, "It's too late, my wife will run away."
The old man's face darkened. I thought you were worried about my life, but it turns out you are worried that your wife is going to die?
"I know, I know—" the uncle waved his hand to send people away.
Xie Dingyuan turned and left.
…
Jiang Fuyue had a good sleep that night and officially returned to school the next day.
In order to take care of Fang Ye, she took a week off, much more than Chen Cheng and Tan Jiaduo.
Xu Jing was also more generous than ever before, and approved it directly without even calling Jiang's parents.
It was said that because he agreed so readily, he was called to the principal's office for a private talk afterwards.
Hu Yongwei: "The college entrance exam is imminent, and you're just going to let her run wild outside?"
Xu Jing: "I'm relieved."
Hu Yongwei: “?”
"What do you mean by free-range or caged? I'm telling you, Jiang Fuyue doesn't need any care at all. She can grow on her own."
“…” Uh! It seems that there is nothing wrong with it.
This day was no different from any other day. Students from Class 3 of Grade 3 entered the classroom one after another to prepare for morning reading.
Just then—
A tall figure walked in from the front door, and the loose and baggy school uniform on her made her look like a high-end dress.
Even without makeup, her skin is still glowing white, and with a simple high ponytail, she looks ordinary yet extraordinary.
The soft sunlight covered her, like a fairy who had descended to earth and had not yet lost her halo.
Someone shouted in the silence—
"Sister Yue is back!"
The whole class was in an uproar.
"Ah! I haven't seen you for more than two months, and my Moon Goddess has become beautiful again!"
"Can competition really support people?"
"It must be the power of knowledge!"
"This is the first time I've heard that knowledge can beautify your skin."
"I want to ask Sister Yue how it feels to have won three gold medals and a special prize. Does it feel light? Does it feel like floating?"
"I've confirmed it through our eyes. This is the God I'm losing sight of!"
"Wow... before, when she ranked last in the exam, I was second to last; now she ranks first, but I'm still second to last."
"It's so pitiful. I feel sorry for you for two seconds."
“…”
Jiang Fuyue walked towards her seat. Although she hadn't been there for a long time, her desk and chair were clean without a speck of dust.
"Thank you." She said softly to Wan Xiutong as she bent down to put down her schoolbag.
The girl's ears turned red and her cheeks burned: "No, you're welcome."
In fact, I was screaming wildly in my heart: I do!
Well, even though they have been desk mates for so long, Wan Xiutong still can’t resist Jiang Fuyue’s charm.
Alas, it is so difficult to sit at the same table with a goddess!
Liu Bowen and Lin Qiao at the front table also turned their heads——
"You're finally back."
Hearing this, Lin Qiao snorted at him, "I don't know who said Sister Yue is not around, so I can finish the questions faster."
Liu Bowen retorted, "I, that's an indirect way of expressing the highest praise for a strong person. If you don't understand, don't try to interpret it blindly."
"Oh……"
Jiang Fuyue took out a gift from her schoolbag: "One for each person."
"I love you, Jiang Jiang!"
"Long live Sister Yue!"
"Hehe, you are indeed a strong man!"
The three of them immediately started wagging their tails.
Jiang Fuyue waved to Liu Sisi across from him again: "This is yours."
The latter was flattered: "Me too?!"
"certainly."
Not only her, but also Jiang Han and Ge Meng were involved.
After school, Jiang Fuyue personally sent them there.
The following life was peaceful and fulfilling, with me commuting between home and school every day.
Jiang Fuyue never received any more WeChat messages from Xie Dingyuan.
April has arrived, and all 215 middle schools in Linhuai are preparing for the city's first mock exam...
Three updates, two thousand words.
There will be another update at 2:30, so don’t check it in advance. Read it at the appointed time or tomorrow. Xoxo!
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PPS: The audio version of Yu’s completed book “Mr. Quan, Please Take Care” has been launched on Himalaya. If you like it, you can go and listen to it. The host’s voice is so sweet and seductive, it’s so intoxicating!!!
(End of this chapter)
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