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Chapter 600 I Say Autumn Days Surpass Spring Mornings (Part 1)
While Director Chen was radiating personal charm at the telecommunications group, and Xianmei was actively preparing for her competitions outside, only two people remained in the courtyard.

Wang Changhua and Wu Yu.

Fortunately, the weather was quite nice; autumn in the capital was characterized by clear skies and gentle breezes.

The sun was neither too strong nor too weak, and the wind was neither too fast nor too slow. It was neither bleak nor noisy. The sunlight shone down gently and evenly, making the gray alleyway bright and cheerful.

"Damn it, we lost again!"

After finishing a racing game, Wang Changhua glanced at the time; it was already eleven o'clock.

My "vacation" in the capital was even more packed than when I was at school.

He sometimes asks his roommate what classes he had that day.

My roommate said I was still not out of bed.

Wang Changhua thought to herself, "You guys are really useless. I've already bought breakfast, washed the dishes, and played two games."

Of course, he came to the capital not just because he didn't want to go to class.

My gaze shifted to a tightly closed room. The female tyrant had recently developed some kind of illness and always hid in the bedroom and wouldn't come out.

After browsing the news for a while, Wang Changhua saw that the battery level had dropped below 20%, so she charged her phone and went straight to Wu Yu's room.

"What should we eat for lunch...?"

Wang Changhua turned the handle and pushed the door open with a creak.

"Are you crazy?! You come in without knocking?"

Wu Yu looked like a frightened little bird, with a small mound bulging in the blanket behind her, as if she had hurriedly stuffed something inside.

Wang Changhua was taken aback at first, then retorted unhappily, "What are you up to? You're not here in the capital to gather intelligence and become a spy, are you?"

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Wu Yu couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Seeing that Wang Changhua's gaze was still lingering in the direction of the "small hill," Wu Yu simply stood up, tidying her hair as she pushed him out.

Wang Changhua had even more doubts: "Why are you sweating so much?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Wu Yu said irritably, "I can't solve this math problem, okay? What's the rush? What do you want?"

Wang Changhua came over with good intentions to ask how she was going to have lunch.

As a result, she was scolded and treated like an outsider, which made her furious: "Are you going to eat lunch or not? If not, I'm going to eat out by myself!"

"Don't eat!"

Wu Yu and Wang Changhua were used to arguing, and she blurted out hurtful things without thinking.

"Humph!"

Wang Changhua grunted and strode out of the courtyard.

The sound of the door closing startled the sparrows on the roof tiles, which fluttered away towards the azure sky.

Wu Yu returned to her room without taking it seriously. She checked the time and it was already 11:30. Only then did she realize that she had misunderstood Wang Changhua; it was indeed lunchtime.

But she didn't believe that Wang Changhua would really go out alone to fill her stomach.

Based on their usual arguing routine, it would only take five minutes at most... no, three minutes, before he would grin and push the door open again, saying in a cheeky tone, "Let's go out to eat."

Three minutes passed quickly.

“5、4、3、2、1！”

Wu Yu silently counted in her mind, waiting for that reckless guy to suddenly appear.

But after waiting for a long time, it was still quiet outside.

"Could it be five minutes this time?"

Wu Yu thought again.

But five minutes later, the doorknob remained as still as a cast bronze lock, blocking all exploration and curiosity. Wu Yu blinked, then stepped outside.

The autumn breeze was lovely, and the floral quilts drying on the bamboo poles exuded a fresh, sun-dried fragrance. The sound of stir-frying oil wafting from next door carried the aroma of vinegar, and she was indeed a little hungry.

But where is Wang Changhua?

"That bastard, he's really not going to abandon me like this, is he?!"

Wu Yu walked back to the bedside in a huff and pulled out an unfinished sweater from under the covers.

She simply couldn't understand why the needles and thread, which were so obedient in the hands of the cosplayer, became naughty children in her own.

It took me two whole days to learn just how to start the stitches. I finally managed to start twenty stitches, but they were all different widths and tightnesses, like a row of leaky fences with missing teeth.

I heard there are also sub-needles, armpit shaping, collar knitting... each word sounds like an insurmountable mountain.

In the end, it was cos-sister who helped to knit a small, smooth beginning, but when Wu Yu took over herself, it went back to the original terrible state.

This morning she missed a shot, and that missing shot was like a game of hide-and-seek, impossible to find.

It was even harder than a math problem; I was sweating profusely with anxiety.

"That dead man!"

Wu Yu touched the red marks on her fingers; they stung painfully at the slightest touch. These were marks left by the iron needles of the sweater over a long period of time.

I have no idea why I knitted him a sweater!
Xianmei and Chen Zhe are a couple, so it's perfectly legitimate. I don't know what got into me back then, but I actually wanted to see Wang Changhua wear the sweater I knitted!
"Let's just tear it down!"

Wu Yu picked up the uneven "strange sweater" and thought about how this was the first time she had ever knitted a sweater for someone, and not only did he not appreciate it, but he also left her alone to go out to eat!
I've decided to tear it down; it's ugly as a dishcloth anyway, not attractive at all.

However, after several stitches were removed, tears streamed down my face.

Wu Yu didn't know why she was crying, she just felt extremely wronged, and the tears that fell dripped onto the yarn and quickly soaked in.

The movements of unraveling the sweater became slower and slower. Finally, Wu Yu sniffed and started counting the stitches again.

“1、2、3、4……15、16……原来是这里漏了一针……”

Finally finding the reason for the crooked stitches, I felt a little better. Recalling the techniques Yu Xian had taught me, I began to knit alternately with knit and purl stitches.

About half an hour later, Wang Changhua finally returned after finishing her meal outside, and the courtyard was filled with sounds of people playing with the cat.

The most common animals in the alley are kittens; one today, another tomorrow, you never know which neighbor's cat has snuck out.

They are not afraid of people, and often just lie down and sleep for a while before leaving.

However, Wu Yu got angry when she heard this bastard's voice, so she simply locked the room with a "click," clutched her stomach, lay down on the bed, and planned to starve herself to death.

Make that bastard Wang Changhua feel sorry for you!

Just like when we were kids, we would argue with our parents and vow to study hard, but even if we got into Tsinghua University, we wouldn't smile, leaving our parents to live in regret.

After a while, the noise in the yard suddenly stopped.

"Going to take a nap? That idiot, I haven't even eaten yet, doesn't he care at all?!"

Wu Yu was furious. She wanted to go out and yell at him, but she felt it would be too embarrassing, so she simply covered her head with the blanket and went to sleep.

With teary eyes, a dizzy head, and a rumbling stomach, I actually managed to fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, there was finally a knocking sound at the door.

"time to eat!"

Wang Changhua shouted.

"You only remember to call me now?"

Wu Yu turned over, refusing to pay any attention.

Under the locust tree in the courtyard, a black cat curled up listlessly, its bright black eyes curiously observing the man and woman.

Its tail tip gently swept across the fallen leaves, making a "swish, swish, swish" sound, as if trying to hold onto the perfect autumn light.

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