When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 152: The Final Goodbye

Old Jiang looked at the shrimp left untouched on the plate, visibly anxious. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"This child, why is she eating so little? Don’t starve yourself into stomach problems."

Seeing her husband’s clueless expression, Zhu Yun casually averted her eyes, "She’s got something on her mind."

A mother knows her daughter best. How could she not feel her child’s haggard state?

It surely wasn’t just school troubles; what else could it be?

That afternoon, Tang Xing invited Jiang Shuyao to stroll through Kuanzhai Alley. With the epidemic fading away, the place regained its former bustle, becoming a hotspot for many young people to share on social media.

The college applications were completed; all that was left was to quietly await the acceptance letters.

The two met at the subway entrance, and the first thing Tang Xing asked upon seeing her was, "Yaoyao, which university in the Capital did you choose?"

The surrounding noise was cacophonous, and the weather was intensely hot. Girls passed by in cool, light attire, their foundation thick and pale.

Jiang Shuyao stood before the stairs, dressed in a T-shirt and shorts, her hair cascading down. The freshness of youth about her was particularly striking.

In a crowd, she was clearly the type you’d instantly recognize as a high school student.

With a face free of makeup, her natural, gentle eyebrows and every smile conveyed her unique innocence.

Jiang Shuyao’s gaze drifted towards the tall buildings ahead, and she murmured softly, "I’m not going to the Capital."

Huh?

Tang Xing thought she had misheard.

Before she could ask, a tall and handsome guy suddenly approached from a group of boys nearby.

With his well-proportioned features and tall stature, he stood out among his peers.

He looked at Jiang Shuyao politely, "Haven’t we met before?"

Pfft, such a clichéd pick-up line.

Tang Xing was wondering what the guy would say next when the girl directly replied with, "In your dreams."

Is he serious?

These guys must be crazy.

Perhaps because Jiang Shuyao was young, he didn’t seem embarrassed to say such things to her.

But he might have underestimated today’s young girls, being young doesn’t mean they’re naive.

"I don’t know you, please step aside," Jiang Shuyao said, her expression turning slightly displeased as she turned to leave.

The guy wasn’t about to let her go and stepped to the side, blocking their path.

"Beauty, my buddies are watching, give me some face. How about adding me on WeChat? I’m in the middle of a bet with them."

To think one could encounter such a rascal on the street.

Tang Xing reacted swiftly, spotting the traffic light changing to green and quickly walking with Yaoyao towards the pedestrian crossing.

Behind them, the group of guys immediately jeered, "Don’t chicken out, chase her!"

The two girls hurried along, and the guy found it amusing to chase after them with his long strides.

Halfway through the chase, a silver-gray sports car suddenly sped by from the left, causing the boy to stop in alarm.

The car, freshly maintained, gleamed especially dazzlingly.

The driver clearly had little regard for traffic rules, not slowing down for the red light, pressing on to the edge of the sidewalk.

The car stopped millimeters away from the boy’s ankle, leaving him drenched in cold sweat. He walked up to knock on the car window, seemingly looking for an explanation.

From a distance, Tang Xing was clearly impressed.

"That’s so cool, that car must be really expensive."

It nearly hit that creepy guy. Just for that, thumbs up for the driver.

Tang Xing was happily distracted, not noticing the fixed gaze of the girl beside her.

Craning her neck, she was eager to see what the driver looked like.

Naturally, the onlookers were also keen to observe the spectacle.

In the sweltering weather, the silver body of the car radiated waves of heat.

After a while, the passenger window slid down, and Chen Jin revealed his face, impatiently poking his tongue at a back molar, "Following an underage girl, do you want me to take this video and give you a tour of the police station?"

Being caught red-handed was embarrassing, and the boy’s face flushed with anger. He was about to lash out when his friends, who had run up from behind, held him back and told him to let it go.

Anyone who knew cars could tell that the one in front of them was worth at least seven figures.

The car owner was interfering just because he was rich. In this day and age, money talks, and if they really ended up at the police station, they would be the ones to lose out.

It was a confrontation that fizzled out before it even started. Tang Xing watched with great interest. Because of his position, he only caught a glimpse of a tuft of blond hair on the head of the boy in the passenger seat, without seeing anything else.

Two girls stood by the roadside, one of them particularly striking.

During the pause at the red light, Chen Jin turned his head and dryly looked in the diagonal direction for a while.

Then, through the rearview mirror, he gave He Qingzhou a meaningful look.

He Qingzhou subconsciously glanced at Pei Yan, who lowered his eyes and flicked the ash from his cigarette.

He didn’t look at Jiang Shuyao, his expression remaining very calm.

Even though the girl by the roadside was dazzling and very likely to be targeted by the next passerby, the driver just quietly focused on the road ahead, his heart as tranquil as still water.

The light turned green, and Pei Yan drove off with one hand on the steering wheel.

He never showed much emotion, as if the brake he hit earlier was only a matter of habit.

Chen Jin sent a WeChat message to the two guys in the back.

[Brother Yan didn’t react at all, or is he just pretending not to care?]

Xu Kanfeng replied: [Whether he cares or not, what’s the difference? In a few days, Brother Yan is going to Los Angeles. Chances are, it’s really over between them.]

[It’s not the cold from a single day that brings the frost three feet deep; when we get going, let’s tread lightly and not touch the boss’s sore spot.]

[Just avoid the topic of Sister Yao, that should do it.]

While the two chatted endlessly, He Qingzhou disagreed.

No one knew better than him the crazed look Brother Yan had on that night in Jinggang, as he furiously kissed the girl.

When the boss got enraged, he was thrown so far along with the car, but he seemed to feel no pain at all. The first thing he thought about when he stood up was to stride over and embrace the girl.

At that moment, the boss must have been worried about Sister Yao.

The motorcycle had nearly brushed past Jiang Shuyao’s shoulders, and a slight mishap could have led to unimaginable consequences.

He Qingzhou thought that if Sister Yao had really been hurt at that moment, Brother Yan would have probably suppressed his anger, and the ensuing violent actions wouldn’t have happened.

But what’s done is done, and all the what-ifs were meaningless. He just hoped Brother Yan would take good care of himself. Sometimes, holding it in too hard could easily lead to internal injuries.

As the sports car disappeared into the distance, Tang Xing stood still, deep in thought, feeling increasingly certain that the tuft of blond hair looked familiar.

In this day and age, loads of guys dye their hair. He couldn’t understand why he would suddenly think of Chen Ergou.

Whatever.

With that thought, Tang Xing reached out to pull Jiang Shuyao, and although it was a scorchingly hot day, her fingertips were frighteningly cold.

"Yaoyao, are you suffering from heatstroke?"

The girl was stiff, staring in the direction the sports car had gone for a long time, lost in thought.

Standing in the bustling city center at such a time and place, running into Pei Yan.

It must have been God’s way of giving her a final farewell.

Years would pass.

The next time she saw him, they would simply be strangers.

"Yaoyao, you’re crying!" Tang Xing’s exclamation was loud in her ears.

Under the blazing sun, Jiang Shuyao’s lashes glistened with faint moisture, and the liquid slowly gathering in her eyes trickled gently down her pale cheeks.

"Xingxing, I’ve made a decision that will haunt me for the rest of my life. Do you think I’ll regret it someday?"

Tang Xing, confused, responded blankly, "If you’re crying now, it means you already regret it."

A decision against your heart’s desire, can lead your life towards an endless abyss.

Jiang Shuyao laughed unconsciously, without a hint of awareness.

She was bound to face the consequences eventually.