Chapter 66: A Talk with Xia Yang
Chapter Sixty-Six: A Talk with Xia Yang
The next day, as school was nearing dismissal, the teacher began announcing the subject selection process. Qing Tian hadn’t yet decided on her future path or where she would end up, so this subject selection presented her with a dilemma.
Seeing everyone filling out their subject selection forms with subjects they had already planned, she felt a pang of unease.
After the school’s subject selection, parents would be called in for a meeting. However, for Qing Tian, her maternal grandfather’s family wouldn’t object to whatever she chose, so there was no need to call a parent.
But why did she feel a little sad?
She felt like she couldn’t breathe and walked out into the corridor for some air, only to see Xia Yang walking towards the school gate with his schoolbag.
She rushed back into the classroom to grab her schoolbag and hurried to catch up with Xia Yang.
She shouted as she ran, “Xia Yang, wait for me!”
It was currently the peak time for students leaving school, and the road was crowded. As she was chasing Xia Yang, Ji Xiangyu was preparing to play football with some classmates. He saw Qing Tian and was about to call out, but she had already dashed past.
A companion put his hand on Ji Xiangyu’s shoulder and asked with a smile, “Has our Young Master Ji really fallen for Qing Tian? Looks like we’re going to be victorious in this battle!”
Ji Xiangyu looked back and smiled, “Have we ever lost?”
After speaking, the group of boys walked towards the football field, but Ji Xiangyu’s mind was on Qing Tian. What was she going to talk to Xia Yang about?
Qing Tian followed Xia Yang all the way. When she was almost out of breath, Xia Yang finally stopped and waited for her.
Qing Tian gasped for air and said, “Xia Yang, why are you walking so fast? Didn’t you hear me calling you?”
Xia Yang took out his Bluetooth earbuds and said, “Sorry, I was listening to music!”
Qing Tian was completely speechless. She rolled her eyes and said with great frustration, “Where are you going?”
Xia Yang looked at Qing Tian curiously. It was a miracle that she had sought him out; there must be something important. “What do you need me for? Tell me. Do you want to have dinner together?”
Qing Tian nodded, and the two walked to a nearby restaurant. After ordering their meals, Qing Tian asked, “Xia Yang, what subjects are you planning to choose?”
Xia Yang was clearly surprised that Qing Tian would ask him this. He shrugged and said with a wry smile, “It doesn’t matter what I choose; it’s all the same anyway!”
Qing Tian remembered that Xia Yang lived alone. She felt sympathetic. They couldn’t even discuss subject selection with their parents like others. Whatever they wanted to do, the outcome was unimportant.
Qing Tian ate her food with a bad mood, picking at her dishes. Xia Yang noticed her inner thoughts and asked caringly, “Why don’t we choose the same subjects? Didn’t we say we’d protect each other from now on, no matter the role, whether as a brother or a partner?”
Qing Tian smiled knowingly at Xia Yang’s proposal and asked, “Then what do you think we should do in the future?”
A smile spread across Xia Yang’s lips as he said, “I think you’d be suited to be a nurse, and I’d be suited to be a surgeon!”
Qing Tian protested, “Why are you the handsome surgeon, and I’m the exhausted, miserable nurse? I could be a female doctor too!”
Xia Yang laughed happily, then reached out and patted Qing Tian’s head. “Then, our smart and cute Doctor Qing Tian, do you think medicine is a liberal art or a science?”
Qing Tian dismissively pushed his hand away and thought seriously before saying, “Science. But my science grades aren’t great. What if I fail?”
Xia Yang put his hand to his forehead and said sheepishly, “Actually, you know my grades; I’ve always been at the bottom of the class. Reincarnation is a troublesome thing, let alone going through the terrifying college entrance exam with only a year left!”
This was the first time they took the college entrance exam seriously. Qing Tian had always felt that as long as she could study, it was enough. She didn’t want to be a burden to her uncle’s family. Now was the time to start working hard.
Although Xia Yang didn’t have to worry about tuition fees, was this really the choice he wanted? What could he do if he didn’t go to school?
Qing Tian had a sudden idea and said, “Speaking of which, doctors study for many years. Let’s choose something else. How about being a reporter? I really admire war correspondents!”
Xia Yang looked at Qing Tian speechlessly. “War correspondent? Don’t scare me. Keep your noble sentiments to yourself and don’t think about such nonsense!”
Qing Tian pouted and protested, shouting at Xia Yang, “Then what do you suggest we choose?”
Xia Yang scratched his head, clearly troubled, and said, “Well, I think whatever we do can only be decided after the college entrance exam. But I think liberal arts are also good.”
Qing Tian took out her form and waved it. “Then I’ll choose liberal arts. Remember to work hard on the subject division exam so we can be in the same class!”
Xia Yang, finding Qing Tian nagging, took out his form and wrote the words “Liberal Arts” in large letters.
Holding their forms and looking at the identical subjects, they smiled knowingly.
Qing Tian then remembered the main reason she wanted to talk. She said cautiously, “Yesterday I met Grandfather Ji and Grandfather Heng. They both told me things about you…”
Xia Yang’s expression turned cold. “Why did that old man go to see Grandfather Heng?”
Qing Tian explained, “Don’t misunderstand. Grandfather Ji was just visiting Grandfather Heng. But later, Grandfather Ji told me he hopes you can attend his ninetieth birthday celebration this year!”
Xia Yang drank some iced water, shook his head, and gave Qing Tian a wry smile. “I won’t go. That place doesn’t belong to me, and I don’t belong there!”
Qing Tian frowned and asked cautiously, “Can’t you reconsider?”
Xia Yang slammed his water glass onto the table with such force that water splashed out. He said firmly, “Qing Tian, we can discuss anything you want, but when it comes to matters related to the Ji family, I hope you won’t mention them to me again!”
Qing Tian wanted to say something. “But, Grandfather Ji is really…”
Xia Yang interrupted, “Enough. The Ji family has nothing to do with me!”
Qing Tian had no choice but to give up. No matter what she said or persuaded now, Xia Yang wouldn’t listen or agree. She would try again when the time was right.
