Chapter 59: Places I Often Visit - Back to 18, I Became Rich by Spending Money
He smiled at her and said, "Let's go."
The two of them get along naturally. Meng Qinghe's words and actions make people feel comfortable and not disgusted. It doesn't feel like they have just met for the second day, but rather like they have been together for a long time.
Walking on the road, the two chatted as they walked.
"Don't you have any plans for the afternoon? Aren't there supposed to be a lot of clubs in your freshman year?" He had a case to complete, and Wednesday afternoons were usually the time for club activities. He had no plans except for the basketball team, so he wanted to ask her if she had any plans for the afternoon. He wanted to go to the library and then ask her out for a walk, but he didn't expect that the girl had no plans either.
"I'm not very interested in these clubs, so I haven't joined any of them. And I do have a lot of homework." Wen Yan explained. She did it because he asked, and she already had it.
"Do you have so much homework in your freshman year?" Meng Qinghe is also a top student, but he did not enjoy the special care from the teachers since his freshman year.
Wen Yan pressed his head when he thought of this, looked at him helplessly and said, "Our teacher is nicer to me, so I have more homework."
Meng Qinghe was amused by her expression. The girl seemed distressed, and her whole body seemed to wilt.
After thinking for a while, he stopped and reached out to gently ruffle the girl's hair. "So, do you want to go to the library with me to study every day? I happen to have a lot of homework." He said with a smile on his face, looking at the girl gently.
Wen Yan rarely has her head rubbed, but it feels good and makes her feel like she is the one being pampered.
"Okay," she replied with a sweet smile.
The two of them walked along smiling, and anyone who saw them would feel that they were in a very good mood.
At the library, Meng Qinghe took her to a place he often went to.
Meng Qinghe naturally opened a seat for her and asked her to sit first. "This seat is by the window and it's quiet and not crowded, so I usually come here."
The two of them were silent as they wrote their homework. From time to time, they would look up at each other, and it was obvious that the atmosphere between them was very good and no one else could interrupt.
Meng Qinghe stopped after completing his task for the day. He did not disturb the girl. People say that serious girls are the most beautiful. Meng Qinghe did not particularly care about beauty or ugliness before, but one day he was moved by a girl who met his aesthetic standards in every aspect. He had seen beautiful girls before, but this was the first time that every aspect of her just caught his eye. It was hard to say what was good or bad about her, but as soon as he saw her, he felt his heart calmed down.
As Wen Yan was writing, she felt the man opposite her staring at her. She could hardly write anymore, so she looked up at him and asked, "Are you done?"
Meng Qinghe laughed, "Yeah, I've finished writing."
"I just need to finish writing this paragraph, so why don't you find another book to read?" So don't look at me. Wen Yan felt that she was used to being looked at by others, but she couldn't stop him from looking at her. If he continued to look at her, she felt her face would turn red.
Meng Qinghe clenched his fist to stop laughing, stopped looking at her and nodded. He couldn't tease her anymore, as it would be too embarrassing to continue.
Wen Yan then continued to write. She was going to translate an article today. The original text was a very famous speech. It was not long, but it contained a lot of professional vocabulary, so it took a little longer.
Wen Yan finished her homework at 8 o'clock. She rolled her neck, feeling a little tired. She looked at the boy across from her. It was already dark outside at night, but the light in the room illuminated the boy's face clearly, which was very pleasing to the eye.
Meng Qinghe put down the book and looked at the girl, "Have you finished writing?"
"Um"
"So, are you hungry? Do you want to go out and eat something?" Meng Qinghe suggested.
"Are you hungry? I usually don't eat at night." Wen Yan usually doesn't eat at night unless he is particularly hungry.
"Don't want to eat? You're not fat. Come on, go out with me and eat less."
The nights at the end of September were slowly getting cooler. Meng Qinghe looked at what Wen Yan was wearing today, a thin long-sleeved shirt. "Are you cold? Huh?"
"It's not cold, I think it's just right." Wen Yan really felt it was just right. The evening breeze blew gently on his body, and it was cool and comfortable.
Meng Qinghe took Wen Yan directly to a store he often went to, a home-style porridge shop.
"This shop has been open for more than 20 years. It's run by an elderly man and woman who are now in their 50s. The food is delicious. You should drink some porridge and eat less at night." Since Meng Qinghe came to school, she has visited all the delicious shops around the school with her friends. There are many delicious places, and he will take her to them one by one.
Wen Yan ordered a bowl of century egg and lean pork congee, and Meng Qinghe ordered a bowl of mushroom and shredded chicken congee.
After dinner, Meng Qinghe took out his cell phone and paid directly.
When I slowly walked back to school, it was already dark, and the streets were filled with couples or groups of people.
As they were walking, they came across a couple hugging and kissing under a tree in front of them.
Wen Yan usually didn't feel much about it, but now she feels like she's almost at a loss for words, it's so embarrassing.
"Are you coming down to punch in tomorrow?" Meng Qinghe also saw it, so he took Wen Yan and walked to the other side to avoid them.
Wen Yan thought that she should not force herself. Things like punching in should be done according to the rules. If she continued for a few more days, she would be exhausted.
"No, we take turns to punch in at the dormitory. If I don't want to go, I think I'd better not force myself." Wen Yan shook his head vigorously.
"My family has taken me to do morning exercises since I was a child, so I'm used to it. My dad always calls my mom when he goes out, because my mom says she also wants to exercise, but I've almost never seen my mom being called up." Meng Qinghe said to Wen Yan with a smile.
So what? Wen Yan looked at him puzzledly, not understanding what he meant.
Meng Qinghe smiled and asked her what the password of her student system was without explanation.
Wen Yan didn't understand what he wanted to do, so Meng Qinghe kept it a secret and said he would tell her when he got back.
When they arrived at the dormitory, Meng Qinghe watched her walk into the dormitory before walking back.
When returning to the dormitory, Meng Qinghe was thinking about what excuse he should use to meet her tomorrow.
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