Chapter 22

The beginning of the new week is still dull.

Yuan Yi squeezed into the large staircase classroom on a cold morning and occupied a front seat, carrying a bun in one hand and soy milk in the other.

Although moving out of the dormitory does not mean that the food can be improved.

Yuan Yi can’t cook, and Fu Zheng is even more impossible to cook.

It’s okay when the weather is not cold. With the new wave of cold air moving south, it has become a luxury to have a hot breakfast.

The classrooms that were usually sparse and sat in a lot today.

It is not that young students suddenly realize the preciousness of study time, but that the focus of the final exam is about to be revealed in this class.

After the ringtone rang, the teacher walked up to the podium, and did not even turn on the projector. He held the book and started flipping from front to back, explaining the key page numbers and topics one by one.

Yuan Yi barely swallowed the buns before class. Halfway through the course, he felt salty and thirsty in his mouth, so he had to bury his head under the desk and drink soy milk quietly with a straw.

Hello, Yuan Yi, what are you busy with recently?

As soon as he lowered his head and moved secretly, someone from behind him reached out to stab him. Yuan Yi was guilty and almost spilled all over the floor.

Looking back, it turned out to be Wang Lijun, who lived in the dormitory next door, a tall and thin boy.

No... nothing to be busy with.He quickly swallowed the last bite of soy milk, and Yuan Yi replied in a low voice.

The varsity team will have a DTA game on Thursday. Are you here?

Yuan Yi shook his head without hesitation.

Hello, you haven't been back to play for a long time.Someone around him came over and joined the whispering ranks.

Don’t you have a girlfriend, Yuan Yi?Focus on color over friend Ah?

Really not.Yuan Yi explained with a wry smile that there was something wrong at home.

My friends gathered together and muttered a few words, and immediately cast protesting eyes from all directions.

Yuan Yi took the opportunity to shut up obediently and not talk about his own affairs.

The two classes in the morning were basically spent in the circle of exams. Although they were boring, they were the most directly beneficial.

After the bell rang for get out of class, Yuan Yi quickly left the classroom with his schoolbag.

He felt that he was a little out of place here.Of course, the reason is not the other person.

The young people who have just entered university have not yet faded their childishness and innocence, and yearn for a beautiful love and a bright future.Being among these people, I was a little restless.

It would be great if I could get out of this state earlier.Yuan Yi wandered in the empty hall of the main building with a little anxiety, subconsciously biting his thumb.

There are many paintings and design drafts displayed in the hall, all of which are from art graduates.

Yuan Yi shuttled through the middle of the drawing board and finally stopped in front of a huge screen.

He didn't quite understand what was on it. He looked familiar, but he couldn't reach a clear understanding in his mind.

Of course, this is not the problem with the work itself, it is purely that his own brain has almost stopped working.

Looking up at the top of the work, my thoughts were no longer floating where they were floating.

At this moment, the phone ringtone in my pocket rang.

Yuan Yi mechanically put his hand into his pants pocket, groped for a while, and put the phone pressed the answer button to his ear.

Hello?

What came across from me was the gentle voice unique to middle-aged women: Xiaoyi, are you in class?

Yuan Yi suddenly woke up from the turmoil.

Mom...When did you come back?

The woman on the other end of the phone laughed: I got off the plane in the morning, I was afraid that you would go to class and didn't disturb you.I'm about to take the exam, are you nervous about studying?

It's almost the exam week, I'm a little nervous, but fortunately... I usually study.

My hands holding the phone were a little trembling, unable to tell whether they were happy or afraid.

I originally thought it would be painful and embarrassing to contact my mother again, but after I really talked, I found that it was no big deal.

Whether it is an affair with another man or something else wrong, in the final analysis, it is still his own mother.

I'll pick you up for lunch?Is there any class in the afternoon?

Well, I still have a class... Yuan Yi couldn't help but tell lies. By the way, aren't you going to make the jet lag? It's quite uncomfortable to get the day and night upside down, right?You go home first and have a good rest for a long time, and I will come to see you later.

The mother, who had just finished her long trip on the other end of the phone, thought for a while, and then agreed to her son's suggestion.