Shangbei in mid-August is still sultry.
The sun was not shining brightly, but there was no wind at all, and the crowded station was so crowded that it was suffocating.
There were many college students reporting for the start of term, and their huge luggage collided with each other.
Sheng Jiayu hung up her Bluetooth headset and discerned her mother's instructions from the noise, "Xiaoyu, just find a taxi when you go out. Don't save money. You are feeling better now. It's a pity that neither your father nor I have I can take leave because the company is going on a business trip. Can't you handle it by yourself? I asked your aunt to take you there, but you don't want to. What should I do if my health is bad? You kid, you study so far away from home! I don’t care what happens if something happens to you.”
"Mom, I understand. Don't worry. I'm fine. But there are too many people and I can't hear you clearly. I'll call you when I'm settled." Sheng Jiayu hung up the phone, put her feet up and looked for the direction forward.
He was in poor health. He had always been picked up and dropped off by the family car since he was a child. He never went out alone. When he got off the bus, he almost didn't even know where the exit was.
But fortunately there are a lot of people at this time, so you can never go wrong if you follow the crowd.
But it was difficult for him to go where the school pick-up station was.
He looked down at the guide given by the seniors in the freshman reporting group, and those few lines made him dizzy.
This is simply more complicated than the most difficult high-mathematics question bank.
Sheng Jiayu frowned, put her phone back in her pocket, pushed her suitcase and continued to follow the crowd.
When he reached a lobby, no one could follow him. Everyone walked towards the exit they needed. He looked at the complicated road signs, pushed his suitcase to the side, and moved from intersection to intersection, and finally Back to square one.
He sighed silently.
He opened the group again and clicked on the senior's profile picture.
A senior had asked him before because he was the freshman representative of this class. The senior sent a message to the instructor and asked him to prepare some speeches for the freshmen in advance.
But he didn't know if this senior was here to pick him up. Wouldn't it be bad if he asked under his name?
Just as he was hesitating, a man walked out of the bathroom next to him. A tall shadow covered him, causing Sheng Jiayu to subconsciously look up. The man he faced also looked sideways at him.
But Sheng Jiayu only glanced at his face, sighing secretly that he was such a handsome guy, and her eyes fell on the school uniform slung in his hand.
Go to Peking University’s school uniform!
He had seen this in the admissions brochure.
The man only glanced at him and hurriedly moved towards Feathers across the water, not lingering on him for long.
Sheng Jiayu grabbed his wrist, but he immediately felt that he had gone too far, so he let go and smiled, "Are you a senior at Peking University?"
The man nodded in agreement.
"Are you here to pick me up? I'm lost. Can you...take me out? I'm a freshman this year!" As he said that, he was about to dig out the admission notice from his bag.
But as soon as he moved the schoolbag from behind to the front, the tall handsome guy took the suitcase in front of him, "No need to look for it, just come with me. Which college are you from?"
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The man walked very fast, and he could only keep up quickly and replied: "Applied mathematics."
He felt that the person next to him seemed to be stunned for a moment. He turned around and saw that the other person was indeed looking at him and said somewhat dullly: "Sorry, seeing that you look so well-behaved, I thought you were from the School of Liberal Arts."
Sheng Jiayu laughed twice and did not refute.
He is good-looking, and because he has been immobile for many years, his skin has become extremely white from being suffocated in the house. His good-looking and soft appearance fits well with everyone's stereotype of bookishness.
Probably because of this, many people think that he is not a person who is good at science.
However, he had been in poor health since he was a child. He could not run or jump, so he could only stay at home. He also had a good mind for reading, so he was used to studying difficult problems in his spare time.
When he signed up for majors, since they were all inert majors, his parents didn't care. Anyway, he just had to be obedient and don't get into trouble, and let him do whatever he wanted to study.
He heard the person next to him laugh, "In that case, I am indeed your direct senior."
Sheng Jiayu opened her mouth in surprise, but suddenly felt that his way of speaking sounded familiar.
"Wait a minute...Senior, are you, Senior Lu Zhi?" He remembered the person he had added to the freshmen group before, who seemed to have this kind of speaking personality.
Lu Zhe's ears twitched and he turned his head to look at him. He saw the boy with bright eyes and white teeth pointed at him with his eyebrows raised, "Thanks to the senior, I am Sheng Jiayu."
Lu Zhe understood immediately.
Before the school started, the instructor had talked to him about this student. After all, he was a freshman representative with impressive grades and attracted the attention of teachers.
"It's you. Have you written the freshman speech? I guess Lao Hu will ask you for it tomorrow at the latest, and the opening ceremony will be the day after tomorrow."
When Sheng Jiayu heard this, her pretty little face wrinkled up, "Ah...let's finish it."
"I understand, it means I didn't write it well. But don't be too nervous. You look like a child that Lao Hu will like, and he will let you go." Probably because he found out that the two of them had chatted before, Lu Zhe He also talks a little more than before.
Sheng Jiayu lowered her head. As she walked, she heard someone calling Lu Zhe's name in front of her. When she looked up, she saw the pick-up station at Peking University.
There were many freshmen at Peking University, so two cars came.
Most students are still sent to school by their parents, who will be the school shuttle bus, and only part of them come to school themselves. Two buses a day are enough.
Sheng Jiayu originally planned to take a taxi there, but he really underestimated the extent of his road addiction. As soon as he left the station and saw the new notification in the group, he decided to give everything he had to the school to avoid being sent to someone else. Go to places you don’t even know.
He wasn't short of money, but he didn't want to waste it on this matter.
When he arrived at the stop, Lu Zhe was called over to do other things, so he went over first to queue up and get on the bus.
His bus is almost the latest, the last one to pick up students here today. When he got on the bus, there were no seats in the back, only one step in front was still available, and the suitcases were crowded in the aisle, so there was no other way.
He didn't pay attention to this, patted the dust on the steps and sat down directly.
After a while, the seniors who came to pick them up divided the car into two halves, each with a car.
When Lu Zhe came up, he happened to see Sheng Jiayu sitting on the steps nearby like a little hamster holding her schoolbag.
He raised his head and looked around, and after confirming that there were no seats left, handed him the school uniform in his hand.
"Pad it, the clothes are already dirty anyway." The part he showed to Sheng Jiayu had a gray-black stain with half-dried water stains on it.
I think when we met in the bathroom at that time, Lu Zhe was going to do laundry.
Since the clothes were dirty, Sheng Jiayu was not polite to Lu Zhe. She stood up, patted her butt and put her school uniform jacket underneath, "Thank you, senior. I'll give it to you after I wash it. Do you want to wear it tomorrow?" br>
If you have to pick up people every day, you should wear it every day.
Lu Zhe didn't reply to what he said before, he just said: "I won't come tomorrow, it doesn't matter."
After he came up and ordered the person, he asked the driver to close the door.
The station was not far from their campus, and many students began to lean on their chairs and take a nap.
Lu Zhe had no place to sit, and the only step was occupied by Sheng Jiayu. He could only lean on the railing and look at his phone.
Sheng Jiayu raised her head and looked at him for a while, then looked outside the car.
It was his first time coming to Shangbei and he was curious about many things outside.
He can't play with his mobile phone like others because he gets motion sickness, but he is actually feeling a little uncomfortable now.
The road to the north was more congested than he thought, especially the part of the road from the station. It was basically stop-and-go, and the car had to stop for a long time every time it moved.
The loud motor sound drowned out the music in his headphones, and the sweltering heat of mid-August made the entire school bus feel like a steamer.
I probably turned on the air conditioner, but there were too many people in the car, the power was not enough, and the air was very thin.
After the car finally got on the overpass around the city, Sheng Jiayu couldn't bear it and tightened her schoolbag.
He probably couldn't imagine how ugly his expression was now, but Lu Zhe saw it.
He squatted down slightly, reached his forehead with the back of his hand, and felt a layer of cool moisture.
It's a cold sweat.
"Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want to vomit?" Lu Zhe's voice was gentle.
Sheng Jiayu turned her head subconsciously and happened to look into his eyes.
I don't know if it was his imagination, but he seemed to see a touch of gray, which was not so black and pure.
"Ah, it's okay, no. I'm just a little dizzy." He knew that his physical condition was far from unbearable, and he would occasionally feel like this when riding in his car.
He was not that squeamish, but the car stopped and swayed too much.
There is nothing in his stomach, he is still hungry and will not vomit.
I just felt extremely dizzy and was sweating all over.
These are all old habits. After being with him for eighteen years, they have long become a habit and are not worth mentioning.
Fortunately, he didn't come here with his mother, otherwise he would have made a fuss and asked him to go back to school, or even move to Shangbei to be with him.
He doesn't want that yet.
Fortunately, he didn't call for a taxi himself, otherwise the driver would have thrown him off when he saw him like this.
Lu Zhe didn't stand up, and Sheng Jiayu was worried that he didn't believe it.
His physical condition has been reported to the school. Since he cannot undergo military training, he has to go through some procedures.
Since Lu Zhe was working for the instructor, he probably had heard something about him, otherwise he wouldn't be so nervous.
He shook his head, "It's really okay. I know my body very well. Senior, don't worry too much. I don't want to do anything special."
Seeing that he was indeed fine, Lu Zhe felt relieved, then dug into his pocket, took out a piece of candy wrapped in colorful cellophane, spread it out in the palm of his hand and handed it to him.
"Lemon candy, sour, not disgusting."
It is common for students to get motion sickness. Those who came to do errands also brought motion sickness medicine and candies, which came in handy.
Sheng Jiayu took the candy, peeled off the wrapper and held it in her mouth.
Lu Zhe really didn't lie to him at all, which made his face wrinkle up with sadness.
Genuine lemon candies.
“It’s really sour.”
(End of chapter)
The author said: The story of a Tutu who did not die, went to college in the ordinary world and then met Brother Lu! Not long, sweet and sour cookies of youth, hehe