After hearing her assurance, Meng Xinian still felt it was not workable.
"When I’ve taken down the Elite Supervisor Guard King, I’ll go check out County No. 3 Middle School," he said, "If it doesn’t work out, we’ll transfer schools."
Chiang Xiao really wanted to say, how could it not work?
She had already attended for a semester, everything was fine!
But when faced with someone’s slightly grievance-filled gaze, Chiang Xiao silently swallowed back her retort.
"Chiang Xiaoxiao, do you truly not mind us continuing to be so far apart?"
Meng Xinian still didn’t understand why she didn’t want to come to the provincial city for school. In his mind, he wished he could be closer to her, even closer, best if there was no distance at all.
So, this was actually his main concern.
Why didn’t she want to be closer to him?
Facing his look, Chiang Xiao weakly said, "Meng Xinian, I’m only fifteen."
Meng Xinian immediately flicked her forehead.
So, this was his Achilles’ heel?
No matter what she said, as long as she mentioned her age, he was helpless.
He glared at her, grinding his teeth, "If you push me too far, wait until you’re sixteen and I’ll set the banquet right away!"
Because of this matter, Meng Xinian insisted on accompanying Chiang Xiao to the county town to pay New Year’s greetings to Liu Guoying, and to check out County No. 3 Middle School on the way.
He wanted to see for himself what her school was like.
"What about your leg?"
Chiang Xiao was quite helpless.
Although Meng Xinian’s leg injury had already fully recovered, in order to conceal it, she had applied less medicine for two days and still left a scar, just in case.
Under normal circumstances, Meng Xinian’s wound wouldn’t have healed yet, so he was still bandaged and usually sat in a wheelchair, just occasionally getting up to hop on one leg.
Nobody knew that he was actually completely fine.
Even the wound on his face, though it still had gauze over it, underneath there wasn’t a single scar left.
But they knew they were putting on an act, others didn’t.
They couldn’t possibly lug a wheelchair around for such a trip.
In the end, Meng Xinian made a phone call, and the problem was solved.
Kuang Yunxian drove over.
After a year, Kuang Yunxian seemed even better-looking, his scholarly grace dazzling.
"Xiao Chiang has grown up so much." This was the first thing he said upon opening his mouth, which made Chiang Xiao feel a bit embarrassed.
"If I had known Brother Kuang was around, I should have paid a New Year’s visit. Happy New Year."
Kuang Yunxian handed over a red envelope, "Happy New Year, Xiao Chiang, for good luck."
"Wow, there’s a red envelope to collect? Thanks, Brother Kuang!"
This was the New Year when Chiang Xiao received the most red envelopes in both her past and present lives, irrespective of the amount of money. It at least made her feel that she was indeed living a completely different life.
Kuang Yunxian looked at her and smiled faintly, then took out another red envelope, "Someone told me to prepare two red envelopes for the visit because Xiao Chiang has a little sister now." He looked past Chiang Xiao’s shoulder, "Where’s your sister?"
She stared at Meng Xinian in disbelief.
Looking at Kuang Yunxian’s expression, it was clear that he had taken it seriously, probably thinking that she had a little cousin or a little sister from her extended family come to their home.
This guy was tricking Brother Kuang.
Meng Xinian winked at her, his eyes seeming to say, I got you an extra red envelope, aren’t you going to thank me?
Three-years-old Meng, you really are both childish and shameless!
"Hm?" Kuang Yunxian noticed their exchange of glances, but didn’t quite understand.
He still held the red envelope in his hand.