Chapter 1257: The Mysterious Deskmate (27)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Are we really going home? Didn’t we just come to school? Have you settled that business of yours?” Mu Xiaoxiao grabbed his hand and asked.
She knew that he wanted to take her home because this place wasn’t safe.
But she didn’t want to go home so soon.
Yin Shaojie came to a stop, reminded of the meeting that had been adjourned due to the bombing incident. Although there were no casualties, they couldn’t just let the matter slide like that. They had to perform a follow-up on the incident, which required his leaders.h.i.+p.
“Xiaoxiao——” A clear, crisp voice drew nearer.
Hearing the voice, Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and turned her head to see who was coming, “Qiqing!”
She let go of Yin Shaojie’s hand and went up to Han Qiqing for a big hug.
“Xiaoxiao, you came back last night. Why didn’t you tell me?” Han Qiqing grumbled as she looked at her and nudged her.
Mu Xiaoxiao explained, “I was too tired. I fell asleep immediately upon getting home…”
Han Qiqing examined her face and touched it sympathetically. “You seem to have gotten thinner. I saw your WeChat message that the issue regarding Xiaomeng and Ye Sijue was resolved. Great job.”
Mu Xiaoxiao chuckled. “I’m not the one who did the hard work. It was Ye Sijue. It was tough on him.”
“If he wants to bring back the beauty for himself, a little hards.h.i.+p is to be expected! If not, guys would think it’s so easy to get a wife, right?” Han Qiqing said as she shot Yin Shaojie a look deliberately.
Yin Shaojie spread open his hand and said, “Actually, it’s not that easy to get a wife.”
He had gone through some hards.h.i.+p too.
However, it was precisely because of this that they cherished the relations.h.i.+p.
Han Qiqing took Mu Xiaoxiao’s hand and said, “Come on, let’s go eat. We’ll chat as we eat. Song s.h.i.+jun has already booked a room. I’ll tell him order the food first, so that we can start eating immediately when we get there.”
“Okay, I’m hungry now too!” Mu Xiaoxiao nodded and said. She wasn’t really hungry, but she said it so that she wouldn’t have to go home.
She hadn’t forgotten Yin Shaojie as she turned back and waved to him. “Come on. Let’s go eat together. You still have to go back to the Student Union to settle the matters.”
Yin Shaojie followed them in resignation.
…
In the afternoon.
The sun shone brightly on the field, warming the winter air.
A hand waved in front of Mu Xiaoxiao.
Han Qiqing’s voice rang in her ear. “Xiaoxiao? Why were you in a daze?”
“Ah?” Mu Xiaoxiao snapped out of her daze, batting her eyes stupidly as she looked at her.
Han Qiqing stared at her eyes as though she were examining her as she said, “You’ve been acting like this ever since lunch. What are you thinking about?”
“Uh…” Mu Xiaoxiao hesitated.
She didn’t know what was wrong with her. She couldn’t erase the image of the rider on the heavy motorcycle from her mind.
The rider felt familiar as though she had seen him somewhere before.
But she couldn’t remember where.
Mu Xiaoxiao pouted gloomily, hitting her head with her little fist, and she said, “Qiqing, I think my memory has become worse recently. Do you think it could be because I hurt my head previously?”