Chapter 143: Hold on to me, don’t leave me behind

At noon, the snow in University Town began to fall once more.

The fluttering flakes mixed with half-melted slush, and around the roads a thick layer of ice had already formed again.

At the gates of Qingbei University, Jiang Zhou and Chu Yuwei stood side by side.

Both clutched cups of milk tea, stamping their feet against the biting wind.

“Has your milk tea gone cold?”

Chu Yuwei shook hers lightly. “Seems okay.”

Jiang Zhou suddenly snatched her cup. “Mine’s cold. Let’s switch.”

“You—!” Chu Yuwei reluctantly accepted his cup and gave it a little shake.

Inside, there wasn’t even milk tea left, it was just an empty paper cup.

No wonder he wanted hers to use it to warm his hands.

This guy really had zero emotional intelligence.

Was this any way to treat a girl?

“Sigh, burr burr, burr burr, the cold wind will freeze me to death, tomorrow I’ll build my nest…” Jiang Zhou muttered nonsense like a foolish, lazy bird too stupid to build a nest until winter froze it numb.

Seeing him like this, Chu Yuwei almost wanted to bite him to death.

But after a pause, she still unwound her scarf and offered it to him.

“Why are you giving me this?”

Her clear eyes looked straight at him. “Aren’t you cold? I won’t wear it, take it.”

Jiang Zhou wrapped it back around her neck. “I’m a guy, I’ve got plenty of heat. You keep it on.”

“You’ve got plenty of heat, yet you stole my milk tea?”

“I was teasing you. Standing here’s boring.”

“Then call and hurry Guo Wei up already!”

“He’s not driving himself, so what’s the use of rushing him?”

As they talked, a bus pulled into the stop by the gate.

Students going downtown streamed on and off, and in the crowd appeared two familiar figures — Guo Wei and Yang Xin.

The two of them scanned the crowd, then walked over with smiles.

“Paired up, huh? Quite enviable.”

Hearing that, Chu Yuwei glanced at Jiang Zhou. “Aren’t we paired up too?”

Jiang Zhou scoffed. “Wait until you grow up. Right now it’s just like a dad taking his daughter shopping.”

“Bastard!”

While the two bickered, Guo Wei and Yang Xin arrived, each carrying a blue canvas bag.

“Ah, Guo Wei, you’re too polite. No need to bring gifts.”

“No, no, not gifts.”

“I get it, just a token of thought, right?”

Jiang Zhou grinned and peeked inside.

Damn it, it was a pile of leftover Ganfanren flyers.

Figures, Guo Wei had no tact.

He had expected too much of him.

Yang Xin elbowed Guo Wei, face full of reproach. “I told you to bring something else!”

Guo Wei waved it off. “No need. Jiang Zhou and I are so close, like sharing a pair of pants. Why bring anything?”

Jiang Zhou quickly rejected it. “Forget it, I won’t share pants with you. I’ll share with Yuwei.”

“Pfft, you wish.”

“If you don’t agree, I won’t force it.”

Chu Yuwei glared at him. “And if I’m wearing a skirt?”

“Even better, skirts make the bathroom easier.”

The group bantered as they walked to a nearby restaurant.

When old friends met, the first thing to do was eat, especially in winter, when the north wind froze your tongue numb just standing outside.

They took a private room, sat around the table, and Jiang Zhou ordered food.

“These days must have been tough, especially for Senior Sister Yang, having to wake Guo Wei every morning.”

“Now that University of Technology promotions are nearly done, you two can finally spare time for dating.”

Jiang Zhou raised his brows at Guo Wei, who nodded solemnly.

“For your lousy project, we haven’t even had proper dates for two months.”

“What do you mean? We had one just last night.”

“What kind of date? Eating in the cafeteria?”

Yang Xin nodded seriously. “That counts. Right, Chu?”

Chu Yuwei nodded too. “I’ve never even eaten with Jiang Zhou in the cafeteria. Boys really take things too lightly.”

“So what do you two usually do?”

“He’s busy with his stuff, I’m busy with mine.”

Jiang Zhou raised his head. “With Ganfanren going citywide, how could I have the mood to play?”

Guo Wei looked at him. “Then you must’ve earned quite a lot. Why work so hard?”

“This little money? Barely a drop in the ocean.”

“Then how much do you plan to earn?”

“Not much. Just my small goal, 60 billion.”

Hiss!

Guo Wei looked at him like he’d seen a ghost.

What kind of concept was 60 billion?

In Linjiang, even one billion in assets made you a tycoon.

As his old high school buddy, Guo Wei had never set lofty goals, so he couldn’t understand Jiang Zhou aiming so high.

Yang Xin gave him a look. “You should learn from Jiang Zhou. Have more ambition.”

Guo Wei nodded, then asked, “So what’s the money for?”

“To marry a few more wives.”

“……”

Yang Xin lowered her head. “Forget it. You’d better not learn from him.”

Guo Wei agreed immediately, sneaking a worried glance at Chu Yuwei.

Surely she would blow up at such a line.

But to his shock, she didn’t get angry at all.

She even smiled and fed Jiang Zhou a bite of pancake.

Brother, what sorcery is this? He could talk about marrying multiple wives right in front of a girl, and she just pampered him more?

This was UNESCO-level intangible cultural heritage!

Truly, some die of drought, others drown in flood.

After a full meal, the day was still early.

The group strolled through Qingbei’s campus.

With Yang Xin present, Jiang Zhou kept his mouth in check.

He nearly spilled how Guo Wei once skipped lunch for five days to save money for a gift to chase a girl in high school.

And just like that, the day slipped by.