Chapter 123: I and the Spring Breeze are Both Passing Guests

"You seem to be a little older than me."

Yang Tianxing helped Liu Jiaoyue wipe away her tears: "How about you call me 'husband', and stop calling me 'Little Yang'."

If it were in the past, Liu Jiaoyue would have certainly turned her head away in embarrassment upon hearing such words, but today she stared blankly at Yang Tianxing, then said in a very soft voice: "Have you said that to other girls, too?"

Yang Tianxing was stunned for a moment, looking at Liu Jiaoyue's expression; she was actually asking very seriously, with tears still hanging on her soft, delicate face, and not a trace of impurity in her clear eyes.

"No, you are the first."

Yang Tianxing said very firmly, silently adding a sentence in his heart: "Limited to this lifetime up until today."

However, Liu Jiaoyue gave a light "Mm," and she believed him.

Sometimes when a man lies, it is not because he has highly sophisticated techniques, but simply because the woman is willing to believe it.

Liu Jiaoyue was willing to believe Yang Tianxing.

"Then I'm going to change clothes and head to the hotel."

Yang Tianxing waved his hand and said.

Liu Jiaoyue's problem was solved, which made Yang Tianxing feel slightly invigorated, thinking that if he could also win over Tan Zhizhi, wouldn't it be a delightful balance on both sides.

After arriving at the hotel, a large crowd of people was waiting there; Yang Tianxing was a bit surprised, as there seemed to be quite a few strangers.

Yang Jianjun walked over and said: "You were the first college student in the Chang'an District to be a suspected infection case. Originally, this was a bad thing, but after the quarantine, it was discovered to be just a false alarm, and this has turned into a good thing."

Yang Tianxing thought for a moment: "Because of political achievements?"

"That's right."

Yang Jianjun patted his son on the shoulder: "Now you are the number one person among Chang'an college students to resist the epidemic. Your school wants this honor, so just cooperate slowly; in any case, it's not a bad thing."

Yang Tianxing thought to himself that he hadn't done anything, just drank some coffee, bragged with a down-and-out princess who had no airs, and was tortured for three days in the Shura field of two girls, and after coming out, he had already become the number one person among Chang'an college students to fight the epidemic.

It really is strange.

"So this meal is actually being paid for by someone else?"

Yang Tianxing asked.

Yang Jianjun nodded.

Although the meal was paid for by others, the toasts had to be offered by Yang Tianxing personally, so he held his glass and toasted the leaders of the Chang'an District government and the school.

Little Zhizhi seemed to have forgotten what happened in the previous three days; whenever Yang Tianxing toasted, she would stand by his side with a smile, holding the wine pot.

After Yang Tianxing finished drinking, she helped pour more; the two of them coordinated very well.

Tan Zhizhi herself was a stunning beauty; she could confidently say to everyone in the hotel: "Speaking only of appearance, I'm not targeting anyone, everyone present here is trash."

Some people joked with her and Yang Tianxing; Tan Zhizhi bit her lip gently and lowered her head shyly, so much so that even Ye Yulan looked at Tan Qingwu and said: "Does our daughter have something going on with Yang Tianxing?"

Tan Qingwu had originally thought the same, but he also saw Liu Jiaoyue, who had also been waiting on the sidelines for three days.

The matter was too complicated for him to judge, so Tan Qingwu could only say: "Don't guess wildly, they just have a good relationship, after all, they were classmates for three years in high school."

Only then did Ye Yulan nod with relief: "Tianxing is not bad, but his academic qualifications aren't good enough; our daughter needs to find someone with at least an academician's status in the future."

Tan Qingwu couldn't stand this remark: "What is 'at least an academician'? A Saint Seiya? Is Little Zhizhi looking for that kind of person to guard Athena?"

In short, Little Zhizhi was so normal that Yang Tianxing thought everything was as it used to be.

Soon, this banquet with special significance finally ended; parents returned to Jinzhou, teachers returned to school; on a macro level, the whole thing had concluded, but on a micro level, it was not necessarily so.

For example, feelings and relationships.

Yang Tianxing and Tan Zhizhi took a car back to school; when passing by Hejiaying, Tan Zhizhi suddenly shouted to stop the car.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Tianxing asked curiously.

Tan Zhizhi looked at Yang Tianxing silently and smiled sweetly: "I just remembered that in all this time, we have never had a single photo together; it's as rare as if you had never appeared in my life."

Yang Tianxing didn't understand the meaning of these words: "What's the point of photos? Besides, don't we have graduation photos?"

"This is different."

Tan Zhizhi grabbed Yang Tianxing and walked into a photo studio: "Boss, take a photo of us together."

The photo studio owner looked at the two of them and said with some hesitation: "Are you two here to take wedding photos?"

"We aren't even 20 yet, how could we get married."

Yang Tianxing said with dissatisfaction.

Tan Zhizhi smiled: "Hurry up, just take a few."

Yang Tianxing was pulled in front of the red cloth, confused, but the photo studio owner raised the camera and lowered it, raised it again and lowered it again, repeating this several times.

Yang Tianxing asked: "What's wrong, is the camera shutter too hot to touch?"

"No."

The photo studio owner said in a difficult position: "The girl beside you keeps crying."

"Crying?"

Yang Tianxing turned his head, and sure enough, there were tears in Little Zhizhi's eyes, wrapped in her long eyes, swirling around.

Tan Zhizhi stretched out her slender, fair fingers to wipe them: "It's nothing, I'm just happy inside to see that you're safe."

If Yang Tianxing still couldn't react at this point, then he wouldn't be Yang Tianxing.

It was still because of the matter with Liu Jiaoyue; Yang Tianxing had actually already prepared many excuses, including that down jacket.

However, Tan Zhizhi did not give him a chance to speak; walking out of the photo studio, Tan Zhizhi began to talk to herself.

"In the past, I looked forward to the days spent with you; in the summer, I would wear a little camisole, revealing my pretty collarbones while watching movies with you, and in the winter, I would lie in the quilt reading books, letting your pajamas get stained with my scent."

As soon as Little Zhizhi started speaking, tears flowed out again; she smiled a bit embarrassedly, wiping her tears while saying: "We girls are all very prone to fantasies."

Yang Tianxing said: "Why add 'in the past', you can still look forward to it now..."

"Let me finish first!"

Tan Zhizhi was a little angry, looking at Yang Tianxing with red, swollen eyes.

Yang Tianxing stopped speaking, feeling only a deep panic, as if something had suddenly been lost.

He hadn't felt it while he still possessed it, but the moment it was truly about to vanish, he suddenly realized it had once belonged to him.

"Tianxing, I'm actually very unwilling to let go. That new dress in my closet I haven't had the chance to wear for you, the new drink at that milk tea shop on East Street I always wanted you to find time to treat me to, and I heard there's a beautiful field of rapeseed flowers back home that I wanted to go see with you during summer break... now that I think about it, it seems like nothing is left."

Yang Tianxing was silent: "You can still call me Little Yang."

"Yang Tianxing, you promised my dad you would take good care of me."

Walking to the entrance of the women's dormitory, Tan Zhizhi wiped away her tears: "I'm leaving."

Yang Tianxing wanted to grab her hand, but Tan Zhizhi shook him off; watching her tall, slender figure gradually disappear into the crowd, Yang Tianxing felt a heavy tightness in his chest.

………………

"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is powered off."

From noon until late at night, this was the umpteenth time Yang Tianxing had called, but Tan Zhizhi's phone remained powered off.

In the Jiaotong University women's dormitory, everyone else was already asleep, only Tan Zhizhi sat before the computer, the glowing white screen reflecting a haggard yet exquisite face.

Little Zhiliao created a new QQ account, named the new QQ "Brother Chichu," and used Yang Tianxing's QQ avatar for the profile picture.

Just like that, a fake "Brother Chichu" appeared, and she logged into her own QQ as well.

"Brother Chichu": (smiley face emoji)

Zhiliao Hidden in Summer: What is it?

"Brother Chichu": I want to confess to you, Little Zhiliao, I've liked you for a long time, are you willing to be my girlfriend?

Zhiliao Hidden in Summer: (pouting + proud emoji)

"Brother Chichu": You agreed?

Zhiliao Hidden in Summer: If I become your girlfriend, will you like other women?

"Brother Chichu": No, I promise that even the corner of my eye will be captured firmly by you.

Zhiliao Hidden in Summer: Alright then, you have to keep your word, I'll reluctantly agree.

"Brother Chichu": That's great!

Looking at this dialogue she had typed out herself, Tan Zhizhi laughed at first, but as she laughed, she began to cry, her tears "drip, drip" falling onto the laptop keyboard, unable to be wiped away no matter how hard she tried.

At this moment, she still remembered that Yang Tianxing had never confessed to her, but she would not force Yang Tianxing.

Little Zhiliao, she was too proud.

In this relationship, she would rather withdraw herself than be entangled among three people.

Zhiliao Hidden in Summer: I'm leaving, you must take good care of yourself, and take good care of that beautiful and gentle girl as well.

After finishing this message, Tan Zhizhi picked up an A4 sheet of paper on her desk.

Jiaotong University Application for Major Adjustment.

……………

It was already June when Yang Tianxing learned about Tan Zhizhi changing her major, and it was Shao Ziyang who told him.

"Little Yang, Little Zhiliao changed her major."

"Changed to what?"

"From International Trade to Business Law."

"Where is the difference?"

"International Trade is in the Chang'an Campus, Business Law is in the Yanta Campus."

"I see."

This summer break felt long and distant for Yang Tianxing.

He returned to Jinzhou and specifically rode his bicycle to that field of rapeseed flowers.

The scenery was beautiful, but Yang Tianxing dared not look too long, fearing that if the memory became too deep, it would eventually become a thorn in his mundane days.

At the end of August, Yang Tianxing, already the Vice President of the Student Union of the School of Humanities and Social Sciences, led a team to set up a freshman registration consultation point at the Chang'an Passenger Station.

The passenger station still had a high flow of people, and with freshman registration approaching, many students were dragging suitcases back and forth.

There were also men and women arriving together.

The girl said: "My dad told you to take extra care of me!"

The boy smiled: "Don't worry, I promised your uncle."

This scene was somewhat familiar; downstairs at the women's dormitory, a girl of extreme beauty had said through tears: "Yang Tianxing, you promised my dad you would take good care of me."

(Volume One, End.)