Yang Xiaoxi was the most excited. She clutched at Shen Mianmian’s clothes with an exaggerated expression, "Mianmian, look, that person in front, doesn’t he have a silhouette just like Lu Siyuan’s?"
Shen Mianmian’s gaze was fixed tightly on the figure ahead. Without hesitation, she called out, "Lu Siyuan."
As soon as she spoke, the person who had just finished getting their meal and was about to turn around stiffened. Content orıginally comes from 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩
"Classmate, after you finish getting your meal, please make some room; we’re all waiting behind you to get our food," urged a student from behind.
By this time, Shen Mianmian had seen his profile and was completely certain that it was Lu Siyuan.
This guy had been in the same school as them all along and hadn’t come to find them but instead disappeared. After she had called out to him and he didn’t respond, Shen Mianmian too became angry and simply ignored him.
She waited quietly to get her food and did not look at him.
Yang Xiaoxi was still in a state of excitement, bouncing up and down, she cried out, "Lu Siyuan, it’s us! I am Yang Xiaoxi, and Mianmian is here too."
Knowing that the two had seen him, Lu Siyuan laughed, let go of any pretense, and turned around openly.
"I’ll wait for you guys to finish getting your food."
"Mianmian, Mianmian, it’s really Lu Siyuan; he responded to me," Yang Xiaoxi was almost moved to tears. In such a strange, big city, meeting a high school classmate felt indescribable.
"Let’s get our food."
Shen Mianmian said in an indifferent tone, her face expressionless as she got her meal.
Sensing that Shen Mianmian’s mood was off, Lu Siyuan innocently touched his nose.
After getting their meals, Shen Mianmian immediately found an empty seat to sit down and eat. Not long after, Yang Xiaoxi and Lu Siyuan came over.
Yang Xiaoxi ignored her food, her curiosity piqued as she stared at Lu Siyuan and questioned him, "You study here too? Why haven’t you come to find us? We thought you had disappeared, worrying about you for no reason. Looking at your clothes, you seem to be living well in the city! Don’t tell me you look down on me and Mianmian, thinking we’re not good enough to hang out with anymore?"
"What nonsense?" Lu Siyuan glared at her. After two years, he had matured quite a bit and was no longer as impulsive as in high school. He seemed much steadier.
He looked at Shen Mianmian, who was earnestly eating her meal, and explained, "Haven’t I always been writing you letters before? Then I stopped getting your replies. I couldn’t come back because I needed to take care of my dad; his health isn’t as good as it used to be. Whenever I have time, I help him with the business. After the high school exam scores came out, I did go back, but by then you had already been brought to Beijing."
His voice carried a tinge of resentment as he finished the sentence.
He had waited for two years, only to realize after the college entrance exam that she had been taken away by Brother He. Heaven knows how devastated he felt.
"You’ve been writing me letters all this time?" Shen Mianmian seized upon the key point in his words.
"Haven’t you received them?" Lu Siyuan frowned. "Before the college entrance exam, I never stopped writing to you, about once a week on average. If it weren’t for Grandpa saying you were doing well and that you sometimes visited him, I would’ve found it unbearable not to return."
Shen Mianmian pursed her lips. Lu Siyuan had written to her, but she hadn’t received any letters. Obviously, someone had tampered with them, and as for who it was, no thinking was necessary to know.
Now that she had seen Lu Siyuan, dredging up those past grievances and causing discord between him and his mother seemed inappropriate.