Age: My Small World

Chapter 138 Two Letters

"Brother Xiaoshan, what unit did Teacher Cao recommend you to?"

At this time, the two had already left Cao Wen's house.

Xiao Yuer couldn't help but ask.

Yang Jun was more interested in the recommending unit mentioned by Cao Wen.

"Just a librarian. Maybe Teacher Cao saw that I have a talent for literature and let me go to the library to read books."

This librarian is not the legendary one, just an ordinary one.

Of course, the location is a bit unexpected, as the library is located at Peking University.

What surprised Yang Jun was that Teacher Cao Wen, who was born in Beijing, could actually recommend people to the Peking University Library, which meant that he definitely had considerable influence in Peking University.

"Don't think too much about it. These things are too far away from me. I need to live and study well now."

He remembered this, but on the premise that he could be admitted to university two years later and complete his studies successfully.

"Librarian, that sounds like someone who is well-read and knowledgeable."

"It's quite impressive, but it's still early for me." Yang Jun nodded.

"Brother Xiaoshan, I believe you will be able to be a good librarian in the future."

Cheng Xiaoyu said with such confidence in him.

While they were talking, the two had already arrived at the school gate.

"I haven't been to school for a long time. It feels a lot more desolate inside." Yang Jun took a look.

"I don't know when I can continue going to school." Cheng Xiaoyu also felt a little nostalgic.

At the main entrance, the security guard recognized Yang Jun at a glance.

"Student Yang, you're finally here."

He said with some surprise.

Yang Jun looked over there in confusion, not understanding what was going on.

Then the security brother immediately found a letter and handed it over, no, two letters.

"I've had your letter for quite some time. I haven't seen you come to school, so I had to keep it for you."

He immediately guessed that it was sent by Jiang Xueying, but he didn't know how long it had been sent.

After taking it, Yang Jun politely thanked him, and in return he received a simple smile from the security guard.

"Brother Xiaoshan, who wrote to you? Is it the editor from last time?" Cheng Xiaoyu came over curiously, but had no intention of peeking.

Yang Jun couldn't help but clench his hand holding the letter, then he shook his head with amusement.

“I don’t know who sent it.”

I just took out the letter and read it openly.

It was indeed a letter written by Jiang Xueying.

When Cheng Xiaoyu saw this familiar name, her eyes widened slightly.

"Jiang Xueying? Didn't she go to Beijing because she was sick? Brother Xiaoshan, why would Jiang Xueying write to you?"

At a certain moment, the little girl's heart trembled, and then a feeling of panic emerged.

She knew very well that Yang Jun had a very good impression of Jiang Xueying.

The key point is that although Jiang Xueying can't walk, she is very beautiful and has a plump figure, which is incomparable to her previous appearance.

If she hadn't been seriously ill, there would probably be many male classmates hanging around her all day long.

If Cheng Xiaoyu remembered correctly, Jiang Xueying later joined their three-person study group.

"Jiang Xueying and I are pen pals, so we occasionally write to each other to express our views. We can also see a broader world through each other's eyes. This should be an alternative form of communication and learning."

From Jiang Xueying's last letter, he had a vague impression of the current Beijing. When writing letters, people usually like to write about what they see and hear, adding their own unique insights to form their own perspectives on each place.

"Pen pals? You are actually pen pals. We have never written letters to each other." Cheng Xiaoyu muttered, with a raised mouth and a hint of sourness in her eyes.

Yang Jun smiled and patted her head: "Xiao Yu'er, are you stupid? We see each other every day, do we really need to write letters? Writing letters means parting."

She suddenly realized: "Yes, we are together every day."

The little girl suddenly didn't think it was a big deal.

Yang Jun's letter today seems a little different.

He looked at the time. It was probably sent in October. Now more than a month has passed. Could she have returned?

He looked at Jiang Xueying's house on the side, and then his eyes froze.

Behind that door, there is a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes staring at this side.

Jiang Xueying, it’s her, she’s back.

However, he didn't expect that Jiang Xueying had no intention of seeing him at this moment, and instead closed the door.

"Brother Xiaoshan, what's wrong?" Cheng Xiaoyu asked in surprise when he noticed that Yang Jun looked strange.

"Nothing, let's go first."

They had to go to Nanying Lane again to deliver some wine to Mr. Hu before they could go back.

On the way, Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly said:
"Brother Xiaoshan, why don't you open the letter and see what Jiang Xueying wrote to you."

She was also curious about what was written in the letter between the two, but she probably wouldn't have the chance to see it after she returned, but now she could try her chance.

Yang Jun didn't try to hide anything too much and took out the letter to read it.

After he glanced through it, he sighed with emotion, "I didn't expect that Jiang's treatment process would be so tortuous."

Jiang Xueying's letter was mostly about reporting the good news and expressing gratitude. Her operation was successful, and the biggest factor was Yang Jun. She said she would give him a surprise when she came back.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't have any extra thoughts and only felt admiration at this moment.

Although Jiang Xueying's words sounded light-hearted, both of them could imagine how stressful the treatment was. Coupled with the pain, if the average person didn't have a strong will, their chances of success on the operating table would be slim.

"Brother Xiaoshan, Jiang Xueying should be okay now, right?"

She also hoped that the girl could stand up and walk like a normal person, instead of looking at others with envy.

Cheng Xiaoyu is a kind girl at heart.

"Maybe, after all, the operation was successful."

He couldn't be so sure without having actually seen the person.

"That's good. I hope I can continue to go to school with her in the future."

After giving the wine to Mr. Hu, the two of them ran straight towards the village.

Yang Jun was actually still holding a letter, but he didn't dare to open it. There was no specific date attached to it. He suspected that Jiang Xueying had written it after she came back and deliberately left it there for him to pick it up.

He had no idea what was written in it, but it made him feel inexplicably guilty.

Since I couldn't ride my bicycle, I had to walk back to the village. It took me more than an hour to get home.

He gave half of the sugar to Cheng Xiaoyu to take back, but the little girl refused with a firm attitude. Yang Jun had no choice but to watch her return home.

"Brother Xiaoshan, see you tomorrow." She waved happily.

Yang Jun lifted the bag in his hand and felt that sometimes he really didn't think much about Xiao Yuer.

She also has her own self-esteem. It's okay to always give her things with a tough attitude once or twice, but if it happens too often, it will seem disrespectful to her.

"I have to be more careful about the methods in the future, but I still have to give the things."

　New books for collection
　　
　
(End of this chapter)