"I came to check things out." Jiang Nian was also stunned. "The exams are over, Teacher, why are you here too?"

"I can’t sit still," Qi Xue laughed. "I write at home anyway, so I might as well come to the office."

Qi Xue is still the same spirited Qi Xue.

He suddenly felt a bit regretful, wishing he had brought something over, since Xuebao really was quite dedicated.

"Teacher, have you been here all morning?"

"Hmm, pretty much," Qi Xue said. "If you’re looking for me for something, that’s fine, no need to bring anything."

Jiang Nian: "...."

Seeing him at a loss for words, Qi Xue’s lips curled up slightly. Feeling a little pleased, thinking at least he had his day.

"Alright, you can leave now."

"Oh."

Jiang Nian wasn’t in a hurry, leisurely heading upstairs. The fourth-floor classroom wasn’t locked, tables inside were crooked and messy.

On the wall, the college entrance exam countdown stopped at 0 days.

.....

Ring ring ring, Huang Fang called.

"It’s done."

"Okay, I’ll head over in a bit." Just as Jiang Nian was about to hang up, Huang Fang interrupted.

"There’s someone else...."

"Oh~~~" Jiang Nian snapped back to reality, with his and Fangfang’s tacit understanding, there was no need to say more.

"She hasn’t left yet?"

"No."

"Alright, has she packed everything?" Jiang Nian said, "I’m coming over now to help you guys move your belongings."

"Oh, oh."

On the other end, Huang Fang hung up the phone. Looking at the slightly empty dorm room, she let out a soft sigh.

Busy, everyone is busy.

Suddenly, Yu Zhiyi popped her head in through the door.

"What did he say...?"

"He said he’d come over later, then he said he knew." Huang Fang thought for a moment, "He promised you, right?"

Hearing this, Yu Zhiyi couldn’t help but be slightly taken aback.

"How do you know?"

"Just a guess," Huang Fang replied with a deadpan fish-eye look. "He wasn’t surprised at all, proving he had already anticipated it."

"You really understand him," Yu Zhiyi said with some envy.

"Because I’m forced to," Huang Fang sighed. "Really, if I had a choice, I’d rather not know."

It’s so annoying, even after graduation, I have to deal with his fans.

Yu Zhiyi: "???"

Jiang Nian strolled leisurely to the girls’ dormitory downstairs. He didn’t go upstairs to fetch the luggage, waiting for them to come down on their own.

Soon, Huang Fang came down carrying her things. Yu Zhiyi made three trips back and forth, with so much stuff.

"Is there more?"

"Yeah, there’s still bedding." Yu Zhiyi hesitated, "Forget it, there’s too much, I’ll just throw it away."

"Don’t," Jiang Nian pointed at her. "You’re always making a fuss. Go buy me a bottle of water."

"Okay." Yu Zhiyi cheerfully headed to the convenience store.

Huang Fang: "..."

Not sure why, but she had a bad feeling. As if a giant invisible hand of fate had descended upon her.

After a while, Jiang Nian drove in.

"Fangfang, get in the car."

"Oh."

Huang Fang put all her stuff in the trunk, not even thinking to ask Jiang Nian for help, and got into the back seat.

"How did you drive in? I heard the North Gate doesn’t allow parents to enter."

"Bribed with cigarettes."

"You smoke?"

"Not mine, anyway..." Jiang Nian turned his head, "Why do you ask so much, anyway we got in."

"Nothing, just feels like a waste of money."

"True."

Jiang Nian agreed, but it wasn’t his. Randomly picked a scapegoat, and charged it to Li Hua.

Damn it, Li Hua is really mean.

A moment later, Yu Zhiyi returned. She bought three bottles of water and a bag of snacks, giving a large portion to Huang Fang.

She didn’t hesitate, just got into the front passenger seat.

This time she wasn’t wearing hotpants, since Huang Fang was in the back. Even if she did, there wasn’t much room to tease.

Jiang Nian didn’t react much, just glanced at the right side mirror.

"Fasten your seatbelt."

"Got it," Yu Zhiyi fastened it, casually asking, "Why did you come so early?"

Jiang Nian: "Because I have an errand later."

He had to go to the class leader’s place at noon; the two of them were leaving Zhen Nan. Helping them pack and sending them to the airport.

Li Lanying played a sneak move for half a year, took a swift turn at the last moment.

Nothing to do now.

Even if there were options, there’s no point in playing it out. Especially since he didn’t have a strong footing, better to see how things unfold.

Yu Zhiyi’s home was closer, a half-hour drive.

"Get out now."

Jiang Nian was sitting in the driver’s seat, "I won’t be coming inside, take your stuff out and ask your dad to come."

"Okay," Yu Zhiyi replied sullenly.

Suddenly, she saw Jiang Nian unbuckle his seatbelt with a click, swiftly getting out of the car.

Yu Zhiyi: "Huh?"

Turning around, she noticed her parents had heard the noise and came downstairs. She was speechless; he really.....

"Thank you, Xiao Jiang."

"Aunt, you still remember me?"

"Of course."

Yu Zhiyi looked at her enthusiastic parents, even more speechless. They probably thought Jiang Nian was really nice to her.

Though, apart from being verbally mean.

Actually... he was quite good, traveling all the way to take her home, helping when she needed it.

Hmm...

After the small talk, Jiang Nian was ready to leave. Suddenly, Yu Zhiyi pulled his sleeve and whispered.

"Added you on WeChat."

"Okay."

Jiang Nian turned back to the car, drove a bit, and then asked Huang Fang in the back seat, "Fangfang, do you have WeChat?"

Huang Fang: "I will in a few days."

"What do you mean?"

She replied, "I have a relative who has a few old phones they don’t need. Once they’re cleaned up, they’re giving me one."

"Oh, then pick carefully," Jiang Nian said casually, "so you don’t end up with a favor that’s useless."

"Yeah," Huang Fang nodded.

....

By noon, Jiang Nian returned to Zhen Nan.

The weather was sunny and mild.

The street was full of sunlight, a bit scorching. He drove through the shady streets, heading first to the Boya District.

After parking the car, he headed home. Later, driving Old Jiang’s broken car to Jingfu District was more suitable.

Speaking of which, he kissed Xu Qianqian yesterday, which relieved his thirst a bit.

Let’s just say, the Rice Cake Spirit was quite sweet. Soft to the touch, savored endlessly, but a bit temperamental.