Chapter 693: Youth, Embracing the Journey

y, there's no need to come before me pretending to be a monk. I set you free.” She said, tears streaming down her face, and yet she couldn't bring herself to say the words “break up”. She had never ch..."Feeling better" His voice, laced with amusement, came from above.

Listening Lan awkwardly twitched her toes and silently nodded, then left his side: "I'm going home."

He didn't dare to look at him again, and walked quickly towards the bus stop outside the square, head bowed.

Originally, Lu Kuò had planned a day of activities today, but he didn't show up, so all the activities were canceled.

Zhuo Yu'an didn't want to go home. There was only a nanny at home, and he would be alone when he went back. But he wasn't familiar with Qinyin and wanted to ask her to continue playing, but he couldn't find a place. At this time, he realized the advantage of Lu Kuo. He just sent a message to Lu Kuo, but there was no reply.

Both of them had their own thoughts and stood side by side at the bus stop. Tian Lan lowered her head to stare at her shoes, as low as she could possibly go.

"Well, there's a milk tea shop next door. Would you like to have some" Zhuo Yu'an was just trying to make conversation, delaying things as long as he could.

This time, Lan hurriedly shook her head and said she wouldn't drink it. She had already drunk so many drinks earlier; she couldn't stomach any more milk tea. Just as the bus stopped, she quickly got on board.

To Zhu Yu'an, she seemed eager to leave him. Thinking about his own actions just now, he wondered if he had gone too far, scaring this innocent girl

From then on, he thought to himself, he should still restrain his words and actions a little.

Tinglan's heart spent the entire morning in a flurry of excitement and panic. It was a feeling that blossomed from innocence and ignorance, an undeniable infatuation for him.

A girl's heart is a bittersweet mix of excitement and apprehension, tinged with a hint of restraint. Even when her heart flutters, she, being well-behaved and obedient, knows deep down that she lacks the courage to fall in love prematurely or take things further.

After getting off the bus, Zhuo YUAN also

I walked her to her car and saw her into the entrance of her apartment complex. When it was time to say goodbye, I finally worked up the courage to ask her...

"Will you be coming out tomorrow"

He will go home tonight to plan carefully, so tomorrow he can take her to fun places and eat delicious food.

Tinglan shook her head. "I have a make-up class tomorrow."

Today, she was able to have a day off because she just finished her exams, and her mother agreed.

"Okay, see you on Monday."

"See you on Monday."

She ran back to her house as she spoke. Zhuo Yu'an looked at her disappearing figure with reluctance before turning around and heading towards the bus stop, preparing to go home.

When I arrived at the bus stop, I suddenly received a text message from an unfamiliar number: Zhuo Yu'an, where are you The latest issue of the monthly magazine is out, it's the weekend today, I'll bring it to you.

Sincerely,Wen Jian.

He was thinking that the weekend would be a bit boring, with some favorite magazines to read. It was a good way to spend the weekend, so he didn't think too much about it and replied: I'm near your apartment complex, I'll come pick them up.

Before, because Wen Jian was injured, I knew she and Ting Lan lived in the same residential complex.

Wen Jian: Okay, wait for me downstairs.

Tinglan also returned home, it was noon. Her parents who had gone out in the morning were at home now, but the atmosphere was a little strange. As soon as she opened the door, both her parents looked at her.

She also felt guilty, gave a quick greeting, and hurried back to her room, intending to change her dress before coming out again.

She had just shut the door when her mother knocked on it outside, her voice stern: "Lanlan, come out! I need to talk to you."

"I'm coming out now." She hurriedly changed into a casual set of clothes she wore at home, tied up her loose hair into a ponytail, and then prepared to leave the room.

But after taking two steps, I realized something was wrong.

She was missing the bear she kept on her bedside table.

She hurriedly opened the door and asked, "Mom, where's my bear"

"Get rid of it!" Mom replied, her voice cold and laced with anger.

But obviously, Tinglan didn't feel it, this was Mom on the verge of an eruption. So she anxiously asked: "Mom, why did you throw away my bear Didn't you say you would look at my exam results this time"

He said this as he ran downstairs in his slippers, first going to find the bear.

"Shū Tínglán, stop right there!" Mom shouted angrily, wanting to call her back, but she only saw her running away. Turning around, she scolded Shū Mínghǎi again: "Look at how you spoiled the child."

Tinglan ran all the way down from the upstairs, straight to the trash cans in the residential area. From afar, she saw her bear lying beside the trash can, lonely and abandoned. When she was coming home just now, her mind was full of other things, and she didn't even notice it.

She ran a few steps toward the bear, then suddenly stopped. She saw Wen Jian limping out with a cane from the next building. Zhuo Yu'an was standing at the entrance of their apartment building in the next building, and when he saw Wen Jian come out, he hurried to meet him.

The two of them talked about something, Wen Jian handed him something in his hand, he took it and smiled and said thank you.

He was still the boy with refreshing wind and bright moon, still the polite and well-mannered boy. However, Tinglan's always joyful heart seemed to be pricked by something, deflated, and fell.

The bear next to the trash can didn't pick it up either, and went straight home.

A raging storm awaited her at home again. Her father sat solemnly on one end of the sofa, his face stern. Her mother's expression was equally grim. As soon as she walked in, she slapped the coffee table with a bang.

asked sternlyd down the road.This look is no way to go back to the company, so I might as well just go back to my car, change into a spare set of clothes from the back seat, and head back to my architectural desig...