Proud senior schoolgirl was tender and sweet, we fell in love

Lin Yu laughed, "I knew you'd ask; you've been staring at me all through dinner, hadn't you? If I didn't know any better, I'd think you had a crush on me?"

"Bugger off!" Xie Xiao cursed, speechless, but it was apparent he didn't seem too keen on talking about it, probably because he was also in a bad mood.

Just when Xie Xiao was thinking of changing the subject, he took the initiative to speak up.

"Not so good, I guess she really doesn't want to talk about it. The explanation before was just to avoid affecting my exams; I'm grateful to her for that."

Lin Yu looked ahead.

He had actually perceived her attitude while they were on the trip.

After returning, he had thought about asking her out to talk.

But she always seemed to be busy; once the results came out and she had submitted her university choices, she went traveling immediately.

By the time Lin Yu found out, she had already reached her destination.

Lin Yu had no means to pursue her.

He needed to help his grandmother at the stall and to live stream.

You see, that's the distance between the two of them.

Before, he could afford not to think about it, but now Lin Yu knew that he had to face it head on.

No matter what her parents were like, Liu Ou's family conditions were good.

So he was never suitable for her to begin with.

Liu Ou has always been a very rational person; Lin Yu is not narcissistic. He could feel that Liu Ou was not entirely without feelings for him.

Although it might not be to the extent of his feelings for her, she definitely had a favorable impression.

But judging by Liu Ou's level of rationality, if Lin Yu could see the disparity clearly, she would be even more aware.

"Xie Xiao, actually, not all relationships are perfect, nor do they all need an answer, but people always seek that answer; it's either a happy ending or giving up hope,"

Lin Yu smiled and looked at Xie Xiao, "But I don't want to. As long as it remains ambiguous, there's at least something to hold on to."

In the end, he stretched lazily, "Let's just leave it at that; I'm not pursuing an answer anymore, so you don't have to worry about it. Just be happy."

After all, being well-suited and mutually in love like you guys seems to only exist in novels.

When Xie Xiao returned home, there was nobody there.

It's summer vacation now, and Old Xie goes to play chess every day.

Dr. Yang works every day.

Being a deputy director is really tough.

But two days ago, Dr. Yang still asked if she should take the day off to celebrate Xie Xiao's birthday at home, "After all, our Xiao Xiao achieved such great results, it would be a good double celebration."

At that moment, Xie Xiao felt a bit awkward, not having the heart to refuse his mother, but he had already made plans with Teacher Luo, hadn't he?

It was Old Xie who noticed his son's unease, chuckled, and then told his wife, "Forget it, your young master might have plans of his own."

Dr. Yang exclaimed in surprise, then remembered that her son had a girlfriend.

She promptly said, "Well, that's fine then, go have fun with your friends and classmates. Dad and Mom won't hold you back!"

At that moment, Xie Xiao was both helpless and a bit embarrassed, "Mom!"

Now, after going back to his room, Xie Xiao took a bag out of his drawer.

Inside was a small box, a gift he had prepared for his mother.

Wearing anything on the hands isn't suitable for a doctor, so Xie Xiao bought a necklace.

At least she could wear it when she's not performing surgery.

He would give it to Dr. Yang tomorrow morning.

He needed to wake up early and get flowers from the flower shop.

After all, a child's birthday is also a day of suffering for the mother.

Dr. Yang had it tough too.

Before, Xie Xiao hadn't really considered these things.

In his past life, Xie Xiao had only given Dr. Yang a gift once, which he happened to see while buying a bracelet with Zhou Mianmian and thought was very suitable for Dr. Yang.

At that time, Zhou Mianmian seemed a bit unhappy and said, "Parents don't like it when their kids give them such expensive gifts, right?"

Looking back now, Zhou Mianmian probably thought that it seemed more like the money Xie Xiao spent was hers.

Xie Xiao shook his head and wondered why he was thinking about her.

There was also a small bag beside him, inside of which was the gift he bought for Luo Yanran.

He hoped that Miss Luo would like it.

When Xie Qingxiao came back home that evening, he was surprised to find the young master cooking.

Quite a rare sight, "Yo, the young master is cooking, huh?"

There was a cellphone by his side with a recipe pulled up on Baidu.

Xie Qingxiao suddenly became a bit anxious, "Do you know how to cook?"

Xie Xiao dished out the food, "I don't know, isn't that what I'm trying to do? Afraid to eat it?"

Xie Qingxiao glanced at the dish that looked quite normal, "What's there to be afraid of? But why are you suddenly cooking?"

"No reason, just remembered I'd never cooked for you all before, had some time so why not learn a bit," he said as he turned around to get some bowls and chopsticks.

He naturally didn't notice Xie Qingxiao freeze for a moment.

Xie Qingxiao, looking at his son's back, realized the child had really grown up.

He was about to leave them soon to go to school in another place.

The truth is, when they found out he applied to B University, Doctor Yang from their house hadn't slept all night.

It's tough to let the child go, it's too far away.

Back then, Xie Qingxiao had consoled his wife, but even he was uncertain in his heart.

The child might've grown up, but in their hearts, he was still a child, after all.

It's too far, always afraid that if something happened to him, they wouldn't be able to help him in time.

Also afraid that he wouldn't tell anything to his family.

Xie Qingxiao sighed, even though he himself was a teacher.

He had spoken and taught a lot of principles, but when it came to himself, it was really hard.

When Xie Xiao turned around, he saw his father standing there lost in thought, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Xie Qingxiao smiled, "Nothing, I'm going to taste our young master's cooking tonight."

The father and son sat down to eat facing each other,

Xie Qingxiao, looking at his son who was now taller and bigger than him, said with a sigh, "In the blink of an eye you're so grown up, yet it seems like just yesterday you were still so little, insisting on waiting for Mom to come home before eating. No matter how many times I told you, you wouldn't listen, such a little sticky-bean."

Xie Xiao really didn't remember any of this and said helplessly, "Don't pick on me because I was young and can't remember, making up stuff!"

Xie Qingxiao chuckled, "Am I that kind of person?"

"You are! When I was little, you tricked me into thinking you were taking me to see Mom at the hospital, but you took me to get a shot instead!"

"You had a fever then! And didn't you get to see your mom? Can that be called a trick?"

The father and son started to banter and bring up old times.

Both of their faces were smiling.

These past memories are what's truly precious.

Finally, Xie Qingxiao put away his smile and looked at Xie Xiao, "Xie Xiao, I didn't let you attend the school where I work because I was afraid that if one day you became my student, I wanted our father-son relationship to be simple."

Xie Xiao couldn't help laughing, "It's pretty simple."

Xie Qingxiao also laughed, looking at him, "Your mom and I actually feel quite sorry for you, we've both been so busy, it seems like we haven't properly accompanied you, and you've already grown up,"

Xie Xiao's expression turned a bit more serious.

"You always said you disliked that Mom and Dad were doctors and teachers, called it detestable, but when you grew a little older, you began to say that Mom and Dad were working hard..." Xie Qingxiao's eyes became slightly distant, as if he could still see the little boy with tear-streaked, red face.

"But Xie Xiao, you must know, no matter what kind of child you were, you have always been Mom and Dad's pride; you've grown into such an outstanding person all on your own."

"Your mom and I are proud of you, son."