The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 220 Farewell
The night passed, and it wasn't until the phone alarm rang that the people on the tatami mat were woken up.

It has to be said that hot springs really do have a sleep-inducing effect. Even Chu Jiuli, who has a regular schedule and almost never sleeps in, slept a little longer than usual.

After a quick wash, they ate at the breakfast buffet in the breakfast area and then said their goodbyes and went home.

Downstairs in the apartment building.

Zhang Muchen and Xu Ranxi got out of the car one after the other, and walked into the building together, slowly climbing the stairs.

After walking a few steps, Xu Ranxi suddenly asked, "Hey, do you guys often hang out together?"

"Not often, my deskmate would occasionally play with us."

Xu Ranxi said "Oh," her expression unreadable, and then asked, "So you often hang out with Wang Shishi?"

Well.
"I hang out with guys more often... playing basketball and having late-night snacks. As for girls... we only get together occasionally."

Xu Ranxi glanced at him expressionlessly: "Then why was last night's dinner party all girls? Where were your brothers?"

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Bro? How can you bring a guy to that kind of dinner party? How can another man be part of my harem?

He said calmly, "You might feel uncomfortable if there are guys around. You'll feel more relaxed if it's all girls, right?"

"Aren't you a man?"

"What's our relationship? We've known each other since elementary school. How can I compare to others?"

Xu Ranxi didn't say anything more, but turned around with a cold face and continued to walk up the last step without saying a word.

Reaching her front door, she took out her keys to open it. Zhang Muchen turned and glanced at her: "What do you think of the people I introduced you to?"

Xu Ranxi opened the door without turning her head: "They're all quite pretty."

boom.

The door is closed.

"Tsk, his temper hasn't changed at all." Zhang Muchen shook his head and went into the house.

The house was empty; my parents had gone to work at the factory.

Zhang Muchen changed his shoes and went into the bedroom, pulling a box out from under the bed.

He squatted down and carefully wiped the dust off the surface of the box.

Then, he took a white paper bag from deep inside the wardrobe and put the box inside.

After doing all this, he glanced down at his phone, pondered for a few seconds, and slowly walked out of the house.

AIRPORT.

Liu Yuanshan opened the trunk and bent down to lift the suitcase out.

Song Yiran stood to the side, holding Liu Wuyang's hand tightly, and couldn't help but mutter, "Be careful on the road, and remember to let us know you're safe as soon as you get there."

"Drink less cold drinks, keep warm, and don't stay up all night doing experiments..."

"Mom, I understand." Liu Wuyang gently shook her mother's hand.

Liu Yuanshan pulled up the handle of his suitcase and handed it to his daughter: "Will you be able to come back for the New Year?"

"Dad, I'll definitely come during the Chinese New Year."

"Okay, let's go in quickly, don't miss the flight."

"Mom and Dad, you should leave too. You can't stay here for long, or you'll get a ticket."

Liu Wuyang waved to the two of them while pulling her suitcase, then turned and walked towards the entrance of the waiting hall.

She held the lever with her right hand and her phone in her left, glancing at the screen.

blank.

There were no unread notifications or messages from Zhang Muchen on the message interface.

Not even a simple "Be careful on the road"?

Liu Wuyang paused slightly, her brows furrowing.

This brat must be having too much fun with those girls, right? He can't even be bothered to send a single word of concern.
She pursed her lips sullenly and continued walking with her head down. The wheels of her suitcase creaked softly as they rolled over the paving stones.

"Sister Yang!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice, tinged with amusement, rang out, penetrating the human voices and the broadcast, and exploded clearly in her ears.

At the entrance of the lobby, sunlight streamed through the high glass ceiling, casting a backlit silhouette.

"Sister Yang, I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

Liu Wuyang froze, her steps halting, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You..."

She opened her mouth, and after a long pause, managed to squeeze out a sentence: "You brat, I thought you..."

"Sister Yang, what did you think of me? Did you think I wouldn't come?" Zhang Muchen walked forward with a smile.

Liu Wuyang didn't reply, but just looked at him with slightly trembling pupils.

But soon, her gaze was drawn to the white paper bag that Zhang Muchen was carrying.

"What did you get?"

"A gift," Zhang Muchen said, shaking the bag in her hand with a bright smile, "a farewell gift for Sister Yang."

"Sister Yang, have a safe journey." He handed the bag to Liu Wuyang.

"What's inside?"

"You'll find out when you open it."

Liu Wuyang took the paper bag but didn't open it immediately. She simply hung it on the handle of her suitcase, gently twirling the bag's strap with her fingers before her gaze returned to Zhang Muchen's face.

"Have you been waiting here for a long time?"

"It wasn't long; I should have arrived about half an hour before you."

"Couldn't you have sent me a message beforehand? Why did you have to pull this sudden stunt?"

"This isn't sudden, it's a pleasant surprise."

"Tch." Liu Wuyang snorted lightly, but couldn't help but smile.

The suffocating feeling that had been weighing on my heart has now completely dissipated.

She crossed her arms and glanced sideways at him: "Zhang Muchen, you really know how to get things done. No wonder you're always surrounded by a bunch of girls."

"Sister Yang, you're exaggerating." Zhang Muchen spread her hands innocently.

They posted it themselves, okay.

Liu Wuyang ignored his nonsense and said calmly, "I advise you to study hard and focus your energy on what matters."

"Okay, Sister Yang, thank you for your guidance before you leave."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the airport announcement for boarding began.

Liu Wuyang glanced at the time and reached for her suitcase.

"I have to go now."

Zhang Muchen waved: "Bye-bye, Sister Yang, I'll come visit you when I have time."

Liu Wuyang took two steps without turning back, but her tone carried a hint of a smile: "Okay, remember to cook for me when you get here."

After saying that, she pulled her suitcase and disappeared into the crowd.

Zhang Muchen stood there, watching Liu Wuyang's figure gradually disappear into the crowd until she was completely gone before slowly turning around and leaving.

He looked up at the sky and put his hands in his pockets.

"I feel a little sad that Sister Yang is gone."

He flagged down a taxi, climbed into the back seat, and the door clicked shut.

The airport gradually receded into the distance outside the car window.

Zhang Muchen leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and unconsciously tapped his fingers lightly along the seam of his pants.

"I will go to the capital again."

Airport hall.

Liu Wuyang sat in the waiting area by the window, with her suitcase beside her.

She glanced down at the white paper bag, hesitated for a few seconds, and then slowly opened it and took out the box inside.

She gently lifted the lid of the box, and a pair of red high heels came into view.

There was also a small card in the box.

It's windy in Beijing, don't catch a cold.

As Liu Wuyang gently touched the words with her fingertips, her heart was gently touched.

"That brat has a good eye for shopping."

She looked down at the pair of high heels, which had a delicate texture and a bright and beautiful feel, and the corners of her lips slowly turned up.

(End of this chapter)