Everyone's been reborn, so who would bother finding a wife on their own?

Chapter 239 Nanjiang and Donghai

In late July, Wuhan was so hot that people didn't want to go out.

Song Huan lay on the sofa, the fan blowing on her face, but the air was still hot.

Zhang Xuejuan peeked out from the kitchen, holding a spatula in her hand.

"I think someone knocked on the door just now. Go check if there are any packages."

Song Huan didn't move. "Mom, I'm a college student now. Go by yourself. I'm an intellectual, how can I go pick up a package?"

Zhang Xuejuan raised the spatula.

Song Huan immediately jumped up from the sofa, dragged her slippers to the door, and opened it.

A deliveryman stood at the door, holding a red envelope with gold lettering on it.

"Admission Notice from Nanjiang University".

Song Huan took it and paused for a moment.

There really are packages being delivered.

The deliveryman left.

He stood at the door, turned the envelope over to look at it, and then turned it back over.

Zhang Xuejuan rushed out of the kitchen, still holding the spatula, "It's here? It's here?"

Song Huan handed over the envelope.

Zhang Xuejuan took it, wiped her hands on the apron, carefully tore open the seal, and pulled out the contents.

The notice was red with gold lettering, bearing Song Huan's name.

She stared at the paper for several seconds, and then tears streamed down her face.

Song Wentao came out of the study, stood to the side, didn't say anything, looked at the notice, and smiled.

Song Huan took the notice from Zhang Xuejuan and said, "I'm going out for a bit."

"Where to?"

"Find Little Cloud."

Zhang Xuejuan wiped away her tears. "Go, go, tell her the good news."

Song Huan was walking down the street, the sun making him squint.

He walked slowly, one hand in his pocket and the other clutching the notice.

As I turned the corner, a figure walked towards me from the opposite side of the street.

She was wearing a white dress, her hair was tied in a ponytail, and she was holding a red envelope in her hand.

It is Xiao Yunqing.

The two of them stopped at the same time.

Song Huan spoke first, "Has the acceptance letter arrived?"

Xiao Yunqing nodded, her ponytail swaying slightly, but her expression was rather unpleasant.

"Nanjiang University?"

Xiao Yunqing shook her head, her voice as soft as if she were doing something wrong.

Tunghai University.

Song Huan's smile froze instantly.

He paused for two seconds, then frowned. "Donghai? You didn't report Nanjiang?"

Xiao Yunqing lowered her head, her fingers tracing patterns on the notification letter.

Song Huan panicked, "Didn't you say we'd go to Nanjiang together? Your grades are definitely good enough, why..."

"None of your universities, Nanjiang University, has an e-commerce major," Xiao Yunqing interrupted him, her voice muffled.

Song Huan opened her mouth, "Then why did you insist on choosing this major?"

Xiao Yunqing raised her head and looked at him, her eyes serious as if she were making a vow.

"I want to help you start your own business."

Song Huan's heart skipped a beat.

He looked into her eyes, which were bright and reflected his image.

But suddenly he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

For this reason, she went to the East China Sea alone.

He took a deep breath, softening his voice, "If you want to help me, it doesn't necessarily have to be this major. Just tell me, and I'll help you choose one, okay?"

Xiao Yunqing's eyes slowly widened, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"What did you say?"

"I said, why didn't you discuss it with me?" Song Huan's tone was a little urgent, but more than that, it was full of heartache. "You made such a big decision all by yourself, Donghai is so far away, you..."

"What can I do then!"

Xiao Yunqing's voice suddenly rose, and her eyes instantly reddened. "I spent a week checking the major catalogs and comparing the curriculum of more than a dozen schools, and Nanjiang University just doesn't have e-commerce! I want to go to university with you, but I also want to do what I want to do!"

She bit her lip, her voice trembling, "Do you think I want to go to the East China Sea? Do you think I want to be separated from you?"

Looking at her reddened eyes, Song Huan felt a sharp pang in her heart.

He took a step forward, reached out his hand, then pulled it back.

"Xiao Yunqing," he called her by her full name.

She turned her face away from him.

Song Huan stood in front of her, looked down at her profile, and spoke in a serious tone as if she were making a vow.

"Since you went to Donghai, I've come to see you every week. Not once a month, but every week. I take the bus there on Friday afternoons when I don't have classes, and I come back on Sunday nights. It's only half an hour from Donghai to Nanjiang."

Xiao Yunqing paused for a moment, then slowly turned her head, her eyes still red and her mouth slightly open.

Xiao Yunqing stared at him for several seconds, then snorted.

"Who asked you to come every week? You should study hard and not fail your courses."

"And what about you?"

"I..." she paused, her voice trailing off, "I'll help you figure out how to start a business."

Song Huan smiled and said, "Okay."

She lowered her head and carefully put the notice away.

"Song Huan".

"Um?"

"If you dare to lie to me and not come to Donghai to find me, I'll post a picture of you as a child wearing open-crotch pants being chased by a rooster on your school's bulletin board."

Song Huan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly felt a chill in her crotch.

"Where did you get the photos?"

"Aunt Zhang gave it to me."

Without turning her head, she flicked her ponytail and said, "I'm leaving."

Song Huan touched her nose.

Mom, you are such a good mother to me.

……

The class group chat has been buzzing these past few days.

Zhao Qihang posted a photo in the group chat, holding up his admission notice in his hand. The background was his living room, with several express delivery boxes piled on the floor.

"Nanjiang University of Science and Technology! Brothers, see you in Nanjiang!"

Chen Xu added a comment below, "Nanjiang University of Science and Technology +1".

Zhao Qihang shouted in the group chat, "Damn, Chen Xu, you too? We went to the same school?"

Chen Xu didn't reply, but sent an emoji of a nodding cat.

Zhou Shan also posted a photo of her admission notice from Nanjiang Normal School; it had pink borders and looked very elegant.

"I'm in Nanjiang too," she said in the group chat.

Zhao Qihang popped up again, "Zhou Shan, you're in Nanjiang too? Is our class having a reunion in Nanjiang?"

Zhou Shan sent a smiley face.

Zhao Qihang then tagged Song Huan, "Song Huan, what about you?"

Song Huan glanced at it but didn't reply.

Xiao Yunqing posted a message in the group: "He is from Nanjiang University."

There was a moment of silence in the group chat, then Zhao Qihang sent a long string of exclamation marks, "Nanjiang University? Holy crap, awesome!"

Chen Xu also gave a thumbs up.

Zhou Shan sent an "Awesome" emoji.

Zhao Qihang posted another message.

"So our whole class will be in Nanjiang then? Song Huan from Nanjing University, Xiao Yunqing from East China University of Science and Technology, me and Chen Xu from Nanjing University of Science and Technology, and Zhou Shan from Nanjing Normal University. That's it!"

……

Registration for Nanjiang University is on September 10th, and Donghai University is around the same time.

Song Huan took the suitcase off the top of the cabinet, wiped it clean, and placed it on the ground.

Zhang Xuejuan was stuffing things into the box—clothes, shoes, blankets, pillows—it was packed full.

Song Huan stood to the side watching, wanting to say that there was no need to bring so much, but Zhang Xuejuan glared at him, and he shut up.

the phone is ringing.

Song Huan went over to take it, "Feeding?"

"Huanhuan," came Grandma's voice from the other end, a crackling sound mixed with static.

"grandmother."

"I heard you're going to university. Will you be gone for a long time? Your grandpa misses you, and I miss you too. When are you coming back to visit? I hope it won't interfere with your university studies?"

Song Huan unconsciously gripped her phone.

In his previous life, his grandfather passed away when he was a freshman in college.

Song Huan glanced at Zhang Xuejuan.

Zhang Xuejuan nodded.

Song Huan said into the microphone, "Grandma, it won't take up any time. I have plenty of time here. I'll go back in a few days."

Grandma laughed on the other end of the phone, a very happy laugh, "Okay, okay, Grandma will make you something delicious."

After hanging up the phone, Song Huan looked at Zhang Xuejuan and said, "I'll go to Nanjiang a few days later. I'll go back to my hometown to see my grandparents first."

Zhang Xuejuan stuffed the last piece of clothing into her suitcase.

"Okay, go ahead. Say hello to your grandparents for me."

Song Huan made a phone call to Xiao Yunqing.

"I'm going back to my hometown to see my grandparents in a few days. Why don't you go ahead by yourself..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Yunqing interrupted him.

"I'm going too!"

Song Huan was taken aback. "You're going too?"

"Grandpa and Grandma must miss me too," Xiao Yunqing said confidently.

Song Huan didn't say anything.

Xiao Yunqing urged from the other end, "Will it work? Will it work?"

"OK."

……

The bus drove along the national highway, and the buildings outside the window gradually became shorter, turning into factories and then into farmland.

Xiao Yunqing sat by the window, looking outside and humming a song.

Song Huan sat beside her, leaning back in her chair with her eyes closed.

Xiao Yunqing looked out the window for a while, then turned to look at him.

Are you asleep?

Song Huan did not open her eyes.

"no."

"What if your grandparents don't remember me?"

"I remember, the last time I went back, they talked about you for a long time."

Hearing this, Xiao Yunqing smiled and turned back to look out the window.

Sunlight streamed in through the glass, falling brightly on her face.

The bus swayed slightly, and she leaned on Song Huan's shoulder without getting up.

Song Huan opened her eyes and glanced down at her.

Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes were long, and her breathing was very light.

He smiled and then closed his eyes again.