Chapter 1219: Chapter 820: Tangled Threads

Jiang Nian leaned back tactically, thinking to himself about this strange white science.

It was getting a bit much.

Stop it already.

Zhou Yuting took a deep breath and calmed down after a moment. After thinking it over, she looked up at Jiang Nian.

"You threw away your exam papers, what about your notes?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian was instantly embarrassed.

"They’re all in the study guides."

"Hmm?" Zhou Yuting was stunned for a moment before she understood what he meant, "You don’t have a notebook?"

"Nope."

Class Three, being an advanced class, generally didn’t require students to take notes, relying on their initiative.

Zhou Yuting: "..."

She used to deliberately compete or avoid suspicion. She never noticed he really didn’t have a notebook.

Thinking about it now, it seemed even more absurd.

"What about your study guides?"

"Left them in the classroom." Jiang Nian thought for a moment, discounting Yu Zhiyi’s few, "Hmm... shouldn’t have any left."

"Huh?" Zhou Yuting was dumbfounded; she hadn’t thought about repeating classes either, having decided only a few days after the exams.

"Alright, I’ll ask our group leader."

"Tao Ran?"

"Yeah."

"He..." Jiang Nian suddenly remembered, "He threw his away too; don’t know who talked him into it."

"But I suggested he keep the textbooks. If you find him now, you should be able to get the textbooks."

This is the art of language.

Hearing this, Zhou Yuting couldn’t help but feel touched. After all, the two had hardly interacted over the past year.

"Thank you."

"No need..." Jiang Nian waved his hand.

No need to thank a bro for providing cover, nor to fret over the storm.

After a while, Jiang Nian left the riverside. He didn’t rush to call Old Liu; he’d wait to see what happened.

In case in two days, someone changed their mind again.

Back home, Jiang Nian packed his things.

He glanced at social media, browsed the class group chat, didn’t go out again, and stayed at the neighbor’s to play games.

The next day, the three of them went on a trip together.

"Why is it a train ticket?"

"Why?"

"Nothing, I was thinking..." Jiang Nian hesitated, "Never mind, as long as you can handle it."

"Our tickets are together," Song Xiyun said, "It’s slow, yeah, but it’s a sleeper car."

"Yeah, never been on a sleeper train before. Can’t we experience it once?" Qianqian looked with longing.

"The night sky, the stars..."

"Smelly feet," Jiang Nian added. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"You!!!" Qianqian was momentarily angered, then came back to her senses, "You do have a point."

"Should we change the tickets?" Song Xiyun asked.

"Um... let’s not, let’s try it first." Qianqian said, "Let’s go buy something."

With that, she hurriedly dragged Song Xiyun out the door.

Jiang Nian: "..."

The next day, the sun was gentle and the breeze mild. In front of the train station, Old Jiang looked at the three with backpacks.

No matter how he looked at it, it seemed off.

Good relations were enviable, but since one was his own child, it was worrisome.

Karmic ties, troublesome child.

He hoped they’d have a smooth trip.

"Take care of yourselves while you’re out. Jiang Nian, pay more attention, look after..."

Forget it, he couldn’t say it.

Lest they take it seriously.

Don’t let over-caring melt his well-maintained reputation like an ice cream.

"Bon voyage, and stay safe."

"Got it."

"OK."

Jiang Nian didn’t take it to heart; being out meant naturally looking after them, strengthening their friendship.

Yeah, what Dad said made sense.

Father’s poetic metaphor.

Qianqian was all pretty manners with Father Jiang, but as soon as she turned to Jiang Nian, she gave a humph and rolled her eyes.

"Let’s go, dummy."

Inside the train station, they went through various procedures. On the platform, they watched the green train sway in.

On board, the unique smell was overwhelming.

After a while, they got used to it. Their sleeper bunks were connected, in one compartment.

The old-style compartment had no doors, the aisle was a bit narrow. Waited a long time, and no one joined even as the train set off.

"Wow, what a gain!" Qianqian said, "No one here means more space for us."

"And we can chat freely," Song Xiyun said, sitting by the window, looking out at the bright view.

The sunbaked tracks were warm, through the closed window one could almost smell them.

The girl was delighted, crafting a new summer scene.

Qianqian pulled out disposable plastic sheets, covering their beds, clapped her hands, and said.

"Done!!"

Jiang Nian was amazed, complimenting.

"I have to say, you’re pretty smart."

"Do I need you to say it?" Qianqian said smugly, giving him a glance, "Come on, fan me."

Jiang Nian took the fan, feeling a bit helpless.

"Couldn’t you buy a small fan?"

"This one’s breezier."

Jiang Nian said, "But I’m tired."

"Yeah, and I’m not," Qianqian rolled over, "Stop talking, just fan!!"

.....

Along the way, more boarded after a few stops.

The two girls, no longer initially excited, grew numb, even tired and sore.

Over time, the sleeper wasn’t so comfortable.

"Hold on, we’re almost there," Jiang Nian, with the best stamina, could still help with hot water.

He couldn’t stop chatting, loved to talk.

Qianqian: "Oh."

Song Xiyun: "So tired."

After a day on the train, everyone was quite ripe. Reaching their destination, they took a cab straight to the hotel.

Two rooms, checked in.

Jiang Nian took a stroll inside, making Qianqian nervous. She took a step back and said.

"What... what are you doing?"

"Nothing, just looking around," he thought, accuracy really did come in handy, "It’s fine, you guys can stay."

If the feng shui was bad, they’d just find another place.

Back in his room, Jiang Nian also checked around. Though confident, he worried about slipping up.

If it were a choice between two, he’d rather face ’I give in’.

Than ’I’m the one who gives’.

After resting half an afternoon, he was rejuvenated by evening. Looking over the night sea, which was just a line.