Chapter 962
The Beautiful Time With You
âBrother die, you must have dropped two words. It should be an extremely shameless reputation...â
âHaha, but it seems like no matter how much everyone admires her now, thereâs nothing they can do about it. I heard that Shi Yaoâs wedding is tomorrow.â
âNot only that, I also heard that Shi Yao is pregnant. Someone saw her at the OB/GYN department, and her boyfriend accompanied her to the OB/GYN department for an OB/GYN checkup.â
âIs this for real? I couldnât tell. Sheâs still so thin...â
âItâs true. Furthermore, her boyfriend was only married to her because of his sonâs wealth.â
âIâve heard of mothers relying on their sons, but this is the first time Iâve heard of fathers relying on their sons...â
â...â
Amidst the discussions, Shi Yao ended her speech. She bowed deeply to the teachers and students below the stage before walking down amidst the applause.
The graduation ceremony was still ongoing, and it didnât end until around noon. After that, they took photos and exchanged greeting cards with their classmates.
It wasnât until three oâclock in the afternoon that the commotion finally stopped.
However, Shi Yao, Jiang Yue, Leng Nuan, and he tiantian didnât leave just like that. Instead, they walked around g university once more. Just like back then, they had just entered g university, and every day after their military training ended.., the scene of the four of them walking around the school and pressing down on the road.
Four years ago, they had taken a group photo on the school field. In the photo, they were dressed in military uniforms.
Four years later, they were in the same position on the school field as they were four years ago, and they took another group photo.
......
After taking out the photo from four years ago and comparing it, he tiantian couldnât help but cover her face and wail, âOh my God, was I so black and ugly four years ago? No wonder people say that university is a plastic surgery clinic...â
Jiang Yue: âI think Iâm taller than I was four years ago. Look... before, Tiantian reached my ear, but now, Tiantian only reached my shoulder...â
He tiantian: âJiang Yue, will you die if you donât speak? !â
Jiang Yue: âYou have to learn to accept reality, but thatâs fine. Itâs not important for me to ridicule you, as long as I donât ridicule you during the desolate years...â
He tiantian: âJiang Yue!â
In the face of the playful banter between the two of them, Shi Yao couldnât help but burst into laughter.
It was only after a moment of laughter that she realized that Leng Nuan seemed to be lacking in interest.
Shi Yao leaned closer to Leng Nuan and asked, âWhatâs wrong? Are You in a bad mood?â
âNo...âLeng Nuanâs lips curled up. In order to conceal her disappointment, she continued,â... I just thought of something. Letâs each write a sentence at the back of this photo...â
âOkay, okay...âJiang Yue ran over, took a pen from her bag, and handed it to Leng Nuan. âNuan Nuan, you go first.â
Leng Nuan didnât refuse. She took the pen and placed the four photos on a book. After thinking for a while, she wrote four times at the back of the four photos. âI hope that every effort we make will be fruitful â Leng Nuan.â
He Tiantian waited for Leng Nuan to finish writing before reporting her bravery, âIâll do it!â
After which, she spun the pen around for a moment before writing, âI hope that all of our deep feelings will be exchanged for the gentleness of time â he Tiantian.â
After he Tiantian finished writing, she passed the pen over to Jiang Yue. Jiang Yue pondered for a moment with a frown on her face before writing, âI hope that we can have what we want, and we can let go of what we canât have â Jiang Yue.â
In the end, it was Shi Yaoâs turn. She took the pen and pondered for a few seconds before writing, âI hope that the both of you will marry love...â
He Tiantian: âYaoyao, you only hope for us. What About You?â
Jiang Yue: âThatâs right...â
While Jiang Yue echoed her words, Shi Yao continued writing the second half of the sentence,â... and Iâll marry Lin jiage â Shi Yao.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om