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Chapter 128 I'll Take Your Lean On (Please Subscribe and Vote)

Seeing that Sun Min didn't say anything, Zhao Wugang felt a little embarrassed and wanted to say that he had just said it casually.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a voice jumped out from Sun Min's mouth.

"OK."

As Sun Min spoke, she picked up a pen from the box on the wall and began to write in the blank space on it:

LC, I've finally learned to let go. I hope you're happy, and I'm going to find my own happiness too. Zhao Wugang knew what LC meant. It was Lin Chen, Sun Min's ex-boyfriend. They found out about him the night before last when they were texting each other in their respective dorm rooms.

Zhao Wugang felt defeated when he saw Sun Min talking about her ex-boyfriend.

It wasn't because Sun Min talked about another man, but because Zhao Wu had read in a book that if a girl really likes you, she will try her best to show you her best side and won't talk about her past relationships. When a girl talks to you about her past relationships, it means she doesn't care if you're upset because of them, and it means she doesn't care about you.

This is why Zhao Wugang has been acting strangely these past two days: on the one hand, he wants to give up, but on the other hand, he's thinking about trying again.

As a result, he now saw Sun Min write this sentence right in front of him.

Is this an implication?

Zhao Wugang's heart suddenly raced, filled with a mixture of joy and fear that he had misunderstood.

"Would you like to write a line too?"

After Sun Min finished writing and put down her pen, she smiled and asked the same question.

Zhao Wugang did not refuse and readily agreed with a "Okay." He then picked up his pen, thought for a moment, and began to write:

When Sun Min saw him write this sentence, she burst out laughing: "Hahaha, you're quite humorous."

Zhao Wugang chuckled, somewhat puzzled as to what she was thinking.

Sun Min looked at him, then suddenly smiled mischievously and asked, "Are you the happiness in front, or the happiness in the back?"

"Maybe it's the one in the back?" Zhao Wugang raised an eyebrow and said.

Sun Min nodded silently without speaking. After a long while, she finally said, "That's quite fortunate." Without giving Zhao Wugang time to react, she added, "Everyone at our table is here. Let's go."

As she spoke, she casually tugged at Zhao Wugang's long sleeve and led him toward table number 3, thinking to herself, "Sure enough, it was what I told him about Lin Chen that night that made him misunderstand something."

But his original intention was simply to let Zhao Wugang understand a complete version of himself, including his imperfect past. He didn't expect that Zhao Wugang would misunderstand him instead.

Thankfully, Room 302 suddenly launched this amazing feature!

Thanks to Yang Yunhan's boss, Shen Kang, and thanks to Yang Yunhan herself. I'll treat Yang Yunhan to dinner later.

At this moment, seeing Sun Min take the initiative to pull on his long sleeve, Zhao Wugang finally breathed a sigh of relief and was overjoyed. Before this, they had never had such physical contact!

He was thinking to himself, "What a load of rubbish! It's completely inaccurate!" He turned around and tore that rubbish book up. "It's misleading and harmful to young people!"

Fortunately, the 302 study room suddenly launched this feature.

However, what Zhao Wugang didn't know was that there's no standard answer to love. Some people think this way, some people think that way; it just so happens that the person he met thought that way.

Meanwhile, Yang Yunhan was nailing a wooden box to table number 4.

Wang Pan came to report as usual today—with Shen Kang, the big ticket scalper, he had no worries about not having experience vouchers—and was sitting at table number 4, having been eliminated once again. He happened to see Yang Yunhan tapping a ping-pong ball around and couldn't help but ask, "Little Yang, what are you doing?"

Yang Yunhan said irritably, "Call me Sister Yang!"

Shen Kang is one thing, after all, he's her boss, but Wang Pan, this freshman, also calls her Xiao Yang along with his boss. How can Yang Yunhan tolerate him?

Wang Pan retorted, "I'm a customer!"

Yang Yunhan sneered, "Then from now on, I'll make sure to 'arrange' every single game for you."

"————" Wang Pan clicked his tongue, thinking that he had been corrupted by Lao Shen, and reluctantly called out "Sister Yang" before continuing to ask, "What are you doing?"

Yang Yunhan then answered him, repeating what she had just told Sun Min.

Upon hearing this, Wang Pan found it quite interesting. He then looked at the portrait of Sun Quan beside him and noticed a sentence already written in the blank space:

You probably already know what I want to tell you, right?

"I want to write too!"

Not wanting to be outdone, Wang Pan took a pen from Yang Yunhan, intending to write something impressive that would command respect.

But for a moment, he couldn't think of anything impressive to say. Just as he was getting anxious, he saw that Yang Chonghan had already nailed the box shut. Suddenly, inspiration struck him, and he quickly wrote a sentence in the blank space:

"Old Shen, Xiao Yang's service attitude is terrible, I suggest firing her." Yang Yunhan was speechless upon seeing this, "Are you treating this like a customer feedback book?"

Wang Pan snorted, "I'm asking you if you're scared or not." With that, he threw the pen into the already nailed-up wooden box.

Yang Yunhan was too lazy to argue with him anymore, so she picked up her toolbox and went to work on the next portrait.

That evening, guests came and went in study room 302.

Unbeknownst to them, words had gradually appeared on the various portraits hanging on the walls.

As it approached 10:30, the closing time for study room 302, the guests gradually left, and the room became empty. Yang Yunhan began cleaning, and as she walked, she noticed that these words were gradually appearing on the portraits hanging throughout the room:

XC, I'm so grateful to you!

RBQ, how are you? I miss you. CW and QBY, may you be together forever!

If I were that failing paper, it would be normal for me to want to see the standard answers. However, Yang Yunhan also noticed something a little unusual:

I've used Cao Cao three times, Zhao Yun six times, and Sun Quan twelve times. I'd use you countless times.

Yang Yunhan quickly grabbed some correction fluid and erased the sentence, thinking to herself, "I wonder who wrote this secretly when no one was looking."

I need to review and check it more every night from now on.

Then she continued cleaning while looking around. As she looked, she was so engrossed in the atmosphere that she felt a little itchy to write something. But when she picked up the pen, she suddenly felt lost and didn't know what to write.

Aside from Wang Pan's abstract customer feedback book and her own "cattle and horse quotes," all the other words written on these portraits are about love and romance.

However, Yang Yunhan has never actually had a romantic relationship.

From elementary school to high school, she spent all her time studying or helping with farm work. In university, she continued her studies or worked part-time to support herself.

Compared to survival and the future, love seemed like a luxury, something unimaginable, to the point that it was a complete blank in her mind.

Only through observation and observation could she slowly construct an image of love in her mind: He didn't need to be too handsome or rich, just have a stable job. They would work together, save some money, make a down payment on a house in Yangcheng, and then pay off the mortgage together. During the day, they would each go to work, and in the evenings, they would divide the chores: he would wash the vegetables, she would cook, and after dinner, they would take turns washing the dishes—she on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, he on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, and they would play rock-paper-scissors on Sundays. After dinner, they would watch TV in the living room, and when they got sleepy, they would go back to the bedroom to "exercise"—

"Yunhan".

"ha?"

Yang Yunhan jumped up abruptly, her face instantly turning red. She quickly banished all thoughts of exercise from her mind and shouted, "I wasn't thinking about anything!"

Then she saw who had called her—it was He Qiuzhu, who was standing beside her, looking at her curiously.

"Boss He, what brings you here?" Yang Yunhan breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness it was Boss He, not some guy.

Upon hearing this, He Qiuzhu stopped wondering what Yang Yunhan was thinking and volunteered, "I'll help you close the door!"

"Can you close the door for me?"

Yang Yunhan was stunned for a moment.

He Qiuzhu nodded vigorously, "Okay, I'll close the door for you. You can go now. Leave the key with me, I'll come and open the door tomorrow morning."

"This—" Yang Yunhan thought for a moment, then agreed: "Okay, thank you for your trouble, Boss He."

"No trouble at all!"

After handing the key to He Qiuzhu, Yang Yunhan left study room 302 and headed towards her dormitory.

Although she didn't know why Boss He suddenly came over to help her close the door today, she knew he must have his reasons, so she just went along with it.

The next day, Shen Kang arrived at study room 302 early in the morning, ready to continue developing milk tea with Ouyang Yu.

After entering, he first wandered around the room, looking at all the portraits to see if his idea, which he had come up with on the spur of the moment, had produced any results after a night.

The results of the observation are quite encouraging; each portrait has a message left by the students. Of course, the total number is not large yet, and there are still many blank spaces, but it's a good start.

As Shen Kang looked around, he also saw Zhang Fei's portrait and then paused in surprise.

On the portrait of Zhang Fei, above the two sentences that Zaiwei and Huang Jiayi wrote yesterday, there was another sentence:

I will always be by your side.

The handwriting————

"Little Yang!"

Shen Kang called out.

"What's wrong, boss?"

"Did Mr. He come by last night?"

Yang Yunhan answered truthfully, "She came when I closed yesterday, saying she wanted to help me lock up, so I gave her the key. She opened the door this morning too. Is something wrong?"

"It's alright, go ahead and do your thing."

Shen Kang silently looked at the portrait of Zhang Fei in front of him, thinking to himself, this must be a brother-sister relationship. She wants to be his brother and sister for life. Yes, that must be it.

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