Chapter 572
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The person I'm supposed to meet isn't here, so how am I supposed to order it?
Shi Yao apologetically told the waiter to wait a moment before picking up her phone to log into the game and send a few messages to [Desolation Year].
Ten minutes later, there was still no reply.
The waiter rushed her again.
Shi Yao glanced at her phone and saw that there were no messages from [Desolation Year] other than her.
Did she … get stood up?
Was Desolation Year … toying with her on purpose?
Anyone would feel a little displeased to be left waiting for an hour, and Shi Yao was no exception. She pursed her lips in response to the waiter's urging before grabbing her things and standing up.
She was starving and craving hot pot, but it was already past 8: 40 pm. Besides, she'd promised Lin Jiage that she'd return early …
With such thoughts in mind, Shi Yao apologized to the waiter a few more times before leaving the compartment.
By the time she reached the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, she realized that it had already started raining heavily.
This was a pedestrian street, so there weren't any taxis here. Even if one were to call for a taxi, they would have to walk to the main road three hundred meters away before they could get in.
With such heavy rain, putting aside three hundred meters, even three hundred meters would be drenched …
But it was getting late, and there was no telling when the rain would stop. She couldn't just wait here like a fool, could she?
Shi Yao hesitated for a moment before gritting her teeth and deciding to run to the side of the road to find a shelter to call for a taxi.
But just as she was about to run into the rain, someone called out to her from behind, "Shi Yao?"
Shi Yao hurriedly turned around to take a look.
Han Jing, who was dressed in a black shirt, walked out of the restaurant with a few classmates, looking as if he'd just finished eating hot pot.
Thinking about it, it seemed like ever since she told Han Jing to avoid contact with him during the forum incident, the two of them hadn't interacted much.
Han Jing was still as warm and amiable as ever, not the slightest bit angry or embarrassed by Shi Yao's merciless rejection. "Shi Yao, you're here to eat hot pot too?"
I'm here to eat hot pot, but I didn't get to eat hot pot at all …
Shi Yao felt aggrieved for a moment before replying to Han Jing, "Un."
Han Jing glanced at the storm outside. "Are you going back to school?"
Actually, that wasn't the case … but she couldn't possibly tell him that she was going to Lin Jiage's place, could she?
Shi Yao could only reply with another "Un".
Han Jing glanced at Shi Yao's hand, which was only holding onto a bag, and asked, "You didn't bring an umbrella? How about I send you back to school? "
With that, Han Jing took out a black umbrella from his backpack.
"Senior Han, I don't want to …"
Before Shi Yao could finish her words, Han Jing had already interjected, "Shi Yao, it's only right for fellow students to help one another out …"
For a moment, Shi Yao was at a loss for words.
However, it would only take her ten minutes to reach the academy. She could return to her dormitory room to grab an umbrella before heading back to Lin Jiage's house …
Shi Yao pondered for a moment before replying, "Sure."
With a smile, Han Jing replied with a "You're welcome" before opening up his umbrella. After Shi Yao entered, he led Shi Yao toward the academy.
The rain was heavy, and the road was not easy to walk. Neither of them noticed that a girl was standing at the entrance of a noodle shop not far away. She was holding her phone and recording the scene.
– Little Theater –
Ge Jialin: [My baby is unhappy. My baby wants to rebel. Why does the girl I like have so many admirers? Didn't the other male protagonists in the past do the same?]
Readers: [Patting my head, who asked you to be so despicable?]
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