Age: My Small World

Chapter 436 Invitation

On the way, Jiang Xueying no longer mentioned the issue of fragrance.

Her eyes liked to look at the distant treetops, watching the few birds in winter standing on them, chirping a few times, and then flying away.

"Yang Jun, do you think we can be as free as birds?"

Her tone became a little lonely, like a solitary orchid in a valley.

"Why do you ask? Are you having any problems?"

Yang Jun could feel the change in Jiang Xueying's mood, and she seemed to be a little sad all of a sudden.

"No, but sometimes I envy birds. They fly around and are never bound by any constraints."

"We are different. Whatever we do is influenced by the people around us, and we may even change our decisions because of their opinions."

She was moved and the more she thought about it, the more she thought about it.

"If you want to fly freely, then go ahead and try it. Why give up something you haven't tried before?"

Yang Jun didn't think too much about it, he just wanted to encourage her.

Although I don’t know what happened to Jiang Xueying, the first priority is to comfort her.

Then he would find an opportunity to ask Wei Wen and the others.

"You said you would catch me if I fall down."

Jiang Xueying's eyes brightened up again, and she smiled slightly, revealing her snow-white teeth.

"Okay." Yang Jun nodded slightly.

As usual, they went to a restaurant. This time, Jiang Xueying didn't let him pay, but took out her own food coupons and money.

“You can’t always spend your money.”

“Is this still so clear?”

Jiang Xueying shook her head: "Everyone has their own autonomy. I don't think men have to pay the bill when eating."

"Of course, because today is my treat."

"Okay then." Yang Jun had no objection.

After leaving the house, the girl looked at him with a worried look in her eyes.

"You won't be angry, will you?"

Yang Jun chuckled and said, "How could that be? It's a good thing that you have your own opinion. No matter what, I support your decision."

Her crescent eyes narrowed suddenly, with a charming look of pleasure.

"Don't you want to know why I invited you to dinner today?"

Yang Jun was surprised. Is there any reason for this?
"Why?" he asked cooperatively.

Jiang Xueying put her hands behind her back with an unfathomable smile on her face.

"you guess."

Yang Jun's eyes darkened: "I can't guess."

"Okay, I'll tell you."

She stuck out her tongue: "Because today is my mother's birthday."

"It turns out to be Aunt Chen's birthday."

Yang Jun really didn't expect this to be the reason.

"Then let's wish Aunt Chen a happy birthday together."

In fact, because Chinese people are more reserved in nature, they tend to keep birthdays a secret and generally don’t tell others about it.

"Hehe, I've already written a letter to my mother. It's too late for you."

Jiang Xueying said playfully.

"Then I'll write one when I get back."

Yang Jun hasn't communicated with his family for a long time and he really misses them.

Even though there was only half a month left before he could go home for vacation, he wanted to send a letter back first so that his mother wouldn't worry.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Jiang Xueying found an opportunity and pulled him back to school.

"Hurry up, let's find a classroom. If we're late, it will be gone."

There is no such thing as evening self-study for college students, but some students will take the initiative to stay in the classroom to study for a while longer because there are light bulbs here.

They found an empty classroom and sat down.

Then they looked at each other.

"Um, do you have any letter paper?"

Yang Jun asked weakly, "Who writes a letter without stationery?"

Jiang Xueying rolled her eyes at him and asked, "Why would I bring stationery with me to dinner?"

"Well, it seems that this letter cannot be written. Let's go back."

Yang Jun pretended to scratch his head to ease the embarrassment.

It’s not that he didn’t remember, but that he didn’t react.

But it would be the same if I wrote it tomorrow, since the letter wouldn’t arrive that day anyway.

"and many more."

Jiang Xueying, who was sitting on the stool, screamed, causing Yang Jun to look back at her in surprise.

"what happened?"

Jiang Xueying curled her lips: "Can't we chat for a while without writing letters? Do you really think I only know how to write to you?"

Of course Yang Jun had no objection, so he sat to the side where she sat.

"How are you and Cheng Xiaoyu doing?"

Jiang Xueying unconsciously paid more attention to his fiancée.

"It's okay, that's it."

Yang Jun is not a fool and would not talk too much about another girl in front of girls.

"Yeah." Jiang Xueying nodded, not knowing what to say for a moment.

There are thousands of words I want to say to him.

After a long time, Yang Jun took the initiative to tell her a few jokes.

Jiang Xueying was obviously in a bad mood today. Even though it was her mother's birthday, she felt quite depressed.

So Yang Jun wanted to tease her and make her smile.

No one knows that Jiang Xueying likes cold jokes the most, but to her, they sound almost the same as normal jokes.

The story that made others feel a little confused was very interesting to her.

As expected, after just a few minutes, Yinling's laughter filled the classroom.

Feeling much better, Jiang Xueying started chatting happily, spending most of her time discussing with Yang Jun what she was currently writing.

Yes, even though her article was not submitted because of Yang Jun, Jiang Xueying never stopped writing every day. Only by writing could she know what she really wanted to write.

And the reader is naturally Yang Jun.

From his perspective, it can be analyzed that Jiang Xueying's articles are mostly critical and idealistic.

It is probably because she lost her father since childhood, so in her articles, her father is often deliberately portrayed as another side of human nature.

Yang Jun couldn't even imagine what would happen if she submitted such text, so he still warned Jiang Xueying about the issue of submission.

If it really doesn't work, and she really wants to submit her work, she has to carefully review it first.

In response to this, Jiang Xueying said that she didn't need to publish anything, and all she needed was for him to make some comments every day.

They only turned off the lights and left when a teacher came to inspect.

We chatted for an hour or two, and when we came out, the moon was already hanging in the sky.

Yang Jun sent Jiang Xueying downstairs and was about to go back.

At this moment, Jiang Xueying thought of something and suddenly asked:

"Yang Jun, Wei Wen and the others said there's a dance party in two days. Do you want to go with them? If you go, I'll go too."

Yang Jun raised his eyebrows: "Dance?"

It can't be such a coincidence.

"Yeah, it's just a few of them hanging out together, thinking about everyone dancing together or something."

"I haven't been there either. It sounds quite new."

The girl looked at him, and it was obvious that if he didn't go, then she wouldn't go either.

Yang Jun thought for a moment and asked, "Do they mind having a few more people?"

"Well, probably not. After all, it's more lively with more people."

"Then I'll bring some roommates along."

Jiang Xueying didn't expect him to actually agree, so she pursed her lips and said, "Then I'll talk to Wei Wen and tell you tomorrow."

"Okay, go up quickly and get some rest."

"You too."

(End of this chapter)