Chapter 64
It was a clear moonlit night, with a full moon and sparse stars. The shadows of street lamps were scattered obliquely on the ground, warmer than the moonlight.
Shao Qinghe's suit jacket was casually draped over his arm, with two buttons of his white shirt undone. He stood not far away, looking at her quietly.
Such beautiful moonlight, such beautiful people, it’s as beautiful as a dream.
Maybe it was because of the alcohol, Chen Lanjun felt a little dizzy. She looked down at the moonlight and suddenly remembered the fallen car window in another time and space.
My heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if the moonlight had turned into rain.
The few moments of excitement I had seemed to be all related to this person.
After all, I am just a vulgar man who is greedy for beauty.
Chen Lanjun looked at him steadily and smiled.
"Mr. Shao, why are you here?"
Shao Qinghe took a step forward, and his light-colored pupils moved closer to Chen Lanjun.
"You know the answer but you still ask."
Chen Lanjun took a half step back, pushing herself completely into the light from the edge of the moonlight and the street lamp.
"Maybe I don't know?"
Shao Qinghe said, "So, you think I'm here to ask for your fountain pen. I lent it to you last time, but I seem to have forgotten to return it."
A fountain pen?
Chen Lanjun's phoenix eyes rolled around and she said, "Unfortunately, I don't have that pen with me."
Shao Qinghe lowered his head, and when he looked up again, a smile was already in his eyes: "Well, maybe I'll have to come back to ask for it next time."
Chen Lanjun smiled slightly and said, "I'm very troublesome."
"I'm good at solving problems." Shao Qinghe took a step forward, his voice low and tingling as if it were right next to your ear.
Such a person is simply born to be a lover.
Chen Lanjun looked at him for a while and said with a smile: "Oh, really?"
"Can you give me your hand?"
Shao Qinghe whispered, extending his hand as if inviting a female companion to dance.
Chen Lanjun slowly raised her hand, and gently, like a feather, covered his palm.
His hands are bigger than hers.
Shao Qinghe said nothing, just gently held her hands, folded them, and placed both hands on his chest.
Through her shirt, she could feel her heartbeat, "thump," "thump," "thump," firm and powerful.
Shao Qinghe whispered: "At least, it is true at this moment."
She realized his implicit meaning. Now he was sincere. As for the future, who knows? Maybe, maybe not.
This hint of meaning made Chen Lanjun feel a little relieved. If he really said something like "I will love you forever" or "until the end of time", it would make her feel disappointed.
Because she didn't really believe that the so-called little bit of love could last forever. It would be good if it could be true for a while, and if they were happy, they could be together, and if they were unhappy, they could break up, which seemed good too.
Chen Lanjun raised her eyes and met Shao Qinghe's gaze. She suddenly stood on tiptoe and lightly touched his cheek like a dragonfly touching the water.
Caught off guard, Shao Qinghe was stunned where he stood.
Chen Lanjun put her hands behind her back like a child who had succeeded in a prank and said with a smile: "Well, I'll return your pen next time."
Having said that, she turned around and tried to go back.
However, the moment her hair brushed against her cheek, a force suddenly grabbed her shoulders and pulled her over.
Shao Qinghe's handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of him, as if covered by a soft powder puff, and he also gently touched her face.
Same position, same gentleness.
The thin moonlight shone on the tips of their hair, and they could hear their breathing. He whispered in her ear, "I'm always here for you."
There was a faint calling sound in the distance, as if it was Dad calling "Second Sister".
Chen Lanjun immediately pushed him away, held her hair, turned around, and hurried back, pretending not to hear Shao Qinghe's low laughter behind her.
When she closed her eyes before going to sleep, she could still think of that thin moonlight.
She turned over, and the moonlight was still lingering. She turned over again, and it was still there. She simply opened her eyes and saw the faint moonlight all over the ground.
A sentence suddenly came to my mind: "The wedding night is when your name is on the list of successful candidates."
She was amused by this thought. Since she couldn't sleep, she simply sat up and quietly thought about her next plan.
The school will officially start tomorrow, and she must first understand the framework of the learning content. Although she is somewhat confident in her studies, she must not be careless. She doesn't want to be in the top few, but at least she wants to get an above-average grade.
In two days, Pang Xiaopeng and his team should be able to find a suitable place to rent and build a house. They can then contact their sister Chen Fengjun to see how to continue the business.
Thinking about everything one by one, her original restlessness quietly disappeared. Chen Lanjun gradually felt her eyelids getting heavy, so she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, after saying goodbye to her parents and younger sister, Chen Lanjun returned to Mingde University.
Because she was absent from the first dormitory night talk because she was with her parents, her roommates were a little unfamiliar with Chen Lanjun, but their attitudes were still warm. There were eight people in this dormitory, including Chen Lanjun. Since this new major had few female students, there were also students from the Foreign Languages Department and the Law Department in the dormitory. Most of them were girls of similar age, but there was only one who was a little special, a girl in her thirties named Arou.
"I was an educated youth for a few years and repeated two years to pass the exam." Ah Rou introduced herself to Chen Lanjun very cheerfully, "Because I am older and have some experience, my roommates chose me as the dormitory leader. It just so happens that you are not here. Do you want to re-elect?"
"No need," Chen Lanjun said, "I approve of everyone's choice."
Not to mention the dormitory leader, she even quietly hid from the class election and did not participate in any class leader election. After all, human energy is limited.
The first class was taught by the head teacher.
Chen Lanjun arrived late and sat in the last row, where she could observe the whole classroom.
Eighty percent of the class was made up of boys, and a few girls followed the dormitory head, Arou, and sat in the front row. Their young faces were filled with excitement.
When the teacher walked into the classroom, Chen Lanjun, who had been a little careless, sat up straight at once.
"Hello, students. I am your homeroom teacher, Yin Yu."
This can also be considered an old acquaintance. In another story, Chen Lanjun went to night school after working, and the very good university professor she met was Yin Yu.
Teacher Yin Yu can be considered a legend. She is the first local PhD in electronics to return from studying abroad. She is very talented and enthusiastic.
Chen Lanjun couldn't help laughing when she saw the young version of Yin Yu. Is this another level of "meeting an old friend in a foreign land"?
I have already started to think about how to get closer to Yin Yu.
Yin Yu briefly introduced the school's rules and regulations. Very good, thanks to the early hours, there is no military training in college now, so there is one less headache.
After class, Chen Lanjun followed the female classmates back to the dormitory.
Pang Xiaopeng was already waiting downstairs in the dormitory. When he saw her, he said, “Sister Lan, there just happened to be a package delivered to Aunt Shen’s house, so I brought it over as well.”
When Chen Lanjun opened the package, she found it was a box of instant noodles and a thick stack of letters.
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