MTL - Male God’s Freestyle Flirting-Chapter 392 Lucky

On the way back, Tang Xia couldn't help but asked, "What did Teacher Luo whisper to you just now?"

Han Yu turned his head, raised his eyebrows with malicious intent, "Guess?"

She frowned, but Qi Hui beside her suddenly joked, "Tang Xia, maybe Teacher Luo already knew about you two."

Tang Xia was stunned, seemingly surprised.

Qi Hui rubbed his chin in a wicked way, and continued to tease: "Maybe Mr. Luo is asking Han Yu for wedding candy in advance, hahahahahaha—"

His loud laugh spread across the street, and pedestrians around him looked sideways.

Embarrassed and annoyed, Tang Xia raised her hand and slapped Qi Hui on the shoulder.

"Ouch!" the latter exclaimed in pain, rubbing the beaten part and pouting to complain to Han Yu, "Take care of your little tail, you were such a gentle girl before, but now it's fine, and you even hit people."

The boy glanced at him and asked lightly, "Do you want me to feel sorry for you?"

Qi turned back and nodded like pounding garlic.

"Oh, I feel sorry for whether her hand will hurt."

"My dear uncle!" Qi Hui spat and cursed, "I don't want to talk to you, so I left."

Without looking back, he patted his **** and ran away in anger.

Looking at Qi Huiyuan's back, Tang Xia couldn't help laughing.

In fact, after graduation, she and Han Yu got together naturally. There is no need to say much, let alone declare, anyway, the relationship has always been stable, and what was lacking before was time.

The classmates in the class did not ask the two of them when they officially started dating. After all, in their opinion, Tang Xia and Han Yu have always been very tired.

"Mr. Luo said, you are a good girl, I should cherish you."

Tang Xia paused, turned around in surprise, "Huh?"

With a smile on his face, Han Yu repeated leisurely—

"Ms. Luo told me to cherish you, idiot."

Tang Xia's ears felt hot.

really…

I was really guessed by Qi Hui...

She lowered her head, blushing slightly.

The summer of that year slipped away quickly in the day-to-day anticipation and satisfaction.

At the end of August, students in Class 6, Grade 3, organized a party spontaneously, and invited several teachers. After drinking and eating, they all burst into tears on the spot.

They resisted their reluctance to take out the country map they had prepared earlier, and took turns to circle the address of the university they were admitted to, and then signed their signatures next to it.

With a swipe of Zhao Yang's pen, he wrote the title—

"National Meal Map of Haicheng No. 1 Middle School Class 6, Class 3, Senior High School in 2007".

As long as you come to the city where I am, you can eat whatever you want.

That should be the most solemn promise that the children of that year could make for friendship.

They finally ushered in the farewell. In the scorching sun season, they packed their bags and stepped into the distance.

Memories are always mixed with the bleakness after the banquet is over, but it is always brewing the joy of a long-lost reunion in the future.

People have to leave the care of their parents, don't be afraid, it's just a journey of self-training.

Tang Xia saw off Yu Man at the train station, waved goodbye with a smile.

She has Qin Yuan to accompany her, so don't worry.

Tang Xia was sincerely happy for Yu Man.

"I'm leaving?"

Han Yu's train was on the same day as Yu Man's, only two hours late.

"Remember to report to me when you arrive at school." Tang Xia turned around and instructed gently.

The waiting hall was full of voices, and her words were quickly drowned out.

Han Yu dragged the suitcase with one hand, wrapped his arms around the girl's waist with the other, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"I'll find you when my report is over." The young man murmured softly.

Lanzhou University started school two days earlier than Nantah University. Han Yu calculated that he would be able to see Tang Xia again before the military training after completing the check-in procedures.

"It's okay," she shook her head, seeing a large crowd of people pouring into the ticket gate next to the entrance, she urged, "Go."

Han Yu rubbed Tang Xia's head with nostalgia, feeling the softness between his fingers.

After entering the entrance, the crowd pushed him forward, but the young man still turned his head reluctantly.

Tang Xia lay on the railing and looked at Han Yu intently.

He suddenly put the box next to the escalator and ran back a few steps.

The girl stayed for a while, and a few seconds later, the boy ran up to him, stretched out his hand through the railing, touched her cheek and said helplessly, "I really don't want to leave you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hooked his fingertips and lifted Tang Xia's chin.

There was a sudden heat on the lips.

This time, Han Yu's kiss was no longer as gentle and tender as before, but rather domineering and forceful.

Tang Xia was caught off guard, and looked up into a pair of deep, dark pupils.

As if tasting delicious food, the tip of the boy's tongue turned slightly, leaving a last peck on her lips that was still unfinished.

When the girl came back to her senses, Han Yu had already left with the suitcase.

The bustling waiting hall seemed to suddenly quiet down at that moment.

Du Ruo stood behind the crowd and watched from a distance.

Originally, Han Yu didn't ask her to see him off. He has always been independent, whether it is active or passive. So even if you want to leave home to go to college, you still pack your simple luggage, buy a bus ticket, and take the high-speed rail.

But Du Ruo still secretly followed.

She saw that pretty girl, quietly sitting beside Han Yu waiting for the bus with him.

Once, when Han Yu went to the bathroom, the girl obediently stayed where she was, holding the handle of the suitcase with both hands, waiting eagerly.

When he came back, he brought two cups of milk tea, she smiled, and naturally took out a tissue from her bag.

While Han Yu was helping the girl insert the straw, the girl was helping Han Yu wipe his hands that were still water-stained after washing.

Du Ruo seemed to suddenly understand.

In fact, there is no inherent independence.

It's just that I haven't met anyone who can completely let go of the pretending strong camouflage shell.

In front of her, he can be taken care of, and he can also take care of her.

This is probably what love looks like.

Du Ruo smiled slightly, somewhat relieved.

If the relationship between himself and Han Yu could never truly return to more than ten years ago, then it would be a joy to have someone replace her and someone do a better job than her.

Perhaps Tang Xia was lucky in the eyes of outsiders.

But in Du Ruo's view, Han Yu is the lucky one.

Ticket checking at the entrance had stopped, and Tang Xia waited until the departure time of Han Yu's high-speed train before leaving the lobby with her bag on her back.

She went to the cemetery in the city alone, babbling in front of her mother's grave, and returned home after the sun set.

The father and elder brother at home have basically helped her organize the things to take to school, from bed sheets to washbasins and toothbrushes, big and small, everything is available.

Tang Xia couldn't laugh or cry, "You two, I'm starting school, not moving."

Tang Xuan explained: "According to your brother and my experience, the school sells expensive and not good quality, so I just took them all with me."

Tang Zhihai nodded in agreement: "Yes, I will drive tomorrow, and ask your brother to follow along to help you carry your luggage."

"Ah?" Tang Xuan was caught off guard and said in a daze, "Dad, I have a flight tomorrow."

"After moving it to Xiaoxia, we can leave before we have time."

"..."

Tang Xuan had an inexplicable feeling that she had fallen out of favor. ##### I will attend my cousin’s wedding tomorrow, so I will try to write as much as possible today to make up for tomorrow’s lack~ The point is: my cousin is married, and I’m still single, so angry!