Within a week of starting school, Wen Ruan's university life was on track, and she quickly adapted to group living.
Friday arrived quickly. As soon as the last class ended, Wen Ruan hurriedly returned to her dormitory to pack her things and prepare to go home.
Everyone in the dormitory knew that Wen Ruan was married and that her husband was very considerate towards her.
According to Zhao Xiaoyan's description that day, Wen Ruan's husband brought her to school, cleaned the classroom, and took care of everything for her in every way.
Moreover, Song Yan was very tall and looked quite well-matched with Wen Ruan when they stood together.
Seeing Wen Ruan hurriedly packing her things to go home, everyone looked at her with smiles and teasing expressions, making Wen Ruan very embarrassed. She didn't dare to look up, quickly packed her things, said goodbye, and walked out of the dormitory.
Before she even reached the gate of Tsinghua University, Wen Ruan saw a tall figure in the distance that looked very familiar.
Wen Ruan looked closely and saw that Song Yan seemed to have seen her in the distance, staring intently in her direction. His eyes were gentle, his lips were smiling, and his dark hair, which was moving in the wind, was edged with a thin layer of gold in the twilight.
Wen Ruan ran over quickly, a delighted smile on her face: "Why are you here?"
Song Yan took the item from Wen Ruan's hand, hung it on the handlebars of his bicycle, and said, "It's Friday today. I thought you should be on holiday and want to go home, so I came to see if I could pick you up."
"What if you don't receive it? Are you just going to stand at the door and wait?" Wen Ruan asked playfully, her steps light.
"Okay, wait a bit. If we don't see it, we'll go ask downstairs in your dorm."
"What's wrong? Missing me?"
Song Yan stopped walking, and Wen Ruan, somewhat puzzled, also stopped and looked at him.
Looking at Wen Ruan with a serious expression, Song Yan said, "Yes, I missed you."
During the few days Wen Ruan was at school, Song Yan missed her terribly when he got home from get off work and couldn't see her. But she was at school doing important things, and he couldn't bother her too often. He hoped she could focus on her studies.
That heartless little brat thought that since he was at school these past few days, he would call home when he had nothing to do at night. Every day after Song Yan got off work, he would sit in the living room until very late, but the phone never rang.
Friday finally arrived, and I rushed to Tsinghua University as soon as I got off work to see if I could pick her up.
Before meeting Wen Ruan today, Song Yan already knew that his idea of getting Wen Ruan to commute to school as a day student was probably going to fail. Otherwise, she would definitely have called home to let him know so he could help her move some things back. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
But seeing Wen Ruan's cheerful face, and listening to her talk about her week at university on the way home, it seemed like she was doing quite well, and I finally felt relieved.
Once home, Wen Ruan and Song Yan began preparing dinner together. They planned to rest early, as they would visit their parents at the compound and the steel factory's residential compound on Saturday.
During the time Wen Ruan was away at school, Song Yan told her that they had made many phone calls home to inquire about any difficulties she was experiencing at school.
Hearing this, Wen Ruan felt a little embarrassed. It was the beginning of the semester, and there were many things to do, especially since she had been appointed as a class committee member, which meant she had even more to do.
In addition, as they were among the first batch of students to enter the university after the resumption of the college entrance examination, the teachers paid great attention to them, and the workload was very heavy. Moreover, the lines for making phone calls were very long every time they passed by.
Wen Ruan thought she would go home on Friday and didn't want to compete with her classmates who lived far away, so she didn't call home.
That evening, Wen Ruan explained Tsinghua University's regulations to Song Yan, which were pretty much what he had guessed; he indeed couldn't apply for day student status.
Song Yan had already prepared himself for this, and there was really no way to deal with it, but he still couldn't help feeling down.
Seeing this, Wen Ruan stepped forward, grabbed Song Yan's arm, shook it, and kept acting cute and charming, hoping to cheer him up.
"Brother Song Yan, don't be sad. I will come home on time every Friday from now on. It won't be many days. It's just that I won't see you for five weekdays."
"You haven't seen me for five days, and you don't even miss me? You're such a heartless little thing."
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In the end, Wen Ruan went to great lengths to finally manage to make Song Yan smile, but the price was that she was much more tired that night than when she usually worked...
The next morning, Wen Ruan was very tired and could hardly get out of bed. Finally, after Song Yan half-persuaded and half-coaxed her, she got up at noon, ate a meal, and then went out to the compound and the family compound.
On Sunday evening, Song Yan rode his bicycle to the gate of Tsinghua University to take Wen Ruan to school. Because Song's mother and Wen's mother had prepared too many things beforehand, Wen Ruan was a little unable to carry them.
Furthermore, since schools have now reopened, management is relatively strict, with thorough checks on personnel entering and exiting.
But when Song Yan was about to communicate with the gatekeeper, before he could even speak, the gatekeeper, Uncle Liu, recognized him at a glance.
"Hey, you are... that... that classmate named Song... Song Yan, right?" Grandpa Liu asked excitedly.
"Yes, sir, you still remember me."
"Oh dear, how could I not remember? You were quite the star student in the Mechanical Engineering department, or even in our school. You had such a wealth of professional knowledge at such a young age. After you graduated, many professors in your department were quite disappointed..."
"They say you're the first promising student in so many years to truly amaze all the teachers..."
Song Yan smiled, as if recalling his time studying at Tsinghua University. Although there were some unpleasant memories due to the political situation, he remembered the care, love, and help he received from his professors during his studies.
You can immerse yourself in books without worry and discuss professional knowledge with like-minded friends.
"You came here this time..." Grandpa Liu asked doubtfully.
Song Yan beckoned to Wen Ruan, signaling her to come forward.
"Grandpa, this is my wife, Wen Ruan. She's a freshman in the International Relations class of 1977," Song Yan introduced.
Wen Ruan also took the initiative to step forward and greet Grandpa Liu.
"Wen Ruan!? I know you! Don't think that just because I'm stuck here all day, I don't know a lot of things going on at school. I've heard a lot of people talking about you before."
"Not only is she good at studying, but she's also good-looking. What do you students call someone like that...?"
Grandpa Liu thought for a moment, and finally remembered the word: "Yes, school beauty!"
Wen Ruan suddenly felt uneasy...
Sure enough... Song Yan's face seemed to darken again.
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