The three arrived at the school when Xiaoyu's classes had not yet finished. Cars were lined up along the road, picking up students.
"Right, who has Xiaoyu's phone number? How will we find her later? With so many students wearing similar uniforms, don't let her slip past us," Xiao Yun said.
"Don't worry, Yangzi has sharp eyes, he can find her," Yu'er said with a smile.
Guo Xuyang didn't say much upon hearing this. Instead, he extended his senses. His eyes pierced through the layered school buildings, looking towards the senior grades.
He felt an inexplicable closeness to Xiaoyu, a closeness etched into his very bones. How to put it? It was as if he had known her for many years. Even Yu'er didn't evoke such a strong feeling.
He saw Xiaoyu sitting in the third row of Class 3 in the first year of senior high, writing something with her pen. A girl diligently studying always possessed a special charm that drew people in. He couldn't help but stare, mesmerized.
Perhaps his sixth sense was too sensitive. Xiaoyu frowned slightly, glanced around, and then lowered her head to continue writing.
"I'm talking to you. What if we can't find Xiaoyu later? Do you even know where she lives?" Xiao Yun nudged Guo Xuyang.
"Huh?" Guo Xuyang looked bewildered.
"What are you thinking about?"
"What's up?"
"I asked what happens if we can't find Xiaoyu later? Don't let her miss us."
"She won't miss us. I think she mentioned she's in Class 3 of the first year. We'll just have to pay attention when they come out. There shouldn't be too many students who commute from home, right?" Guo Xuyang said.
"That's good. Tell Brother Hui, don't let him get impatient waiting."
"It's fine, no need to tell him."
"Why are you like this?" Xiao Yun said, pulling out her phone. "Brother Hui, it's Xiao Yun. Yes, we've arrived. We're picking someone up now, we'll be a bit late. Alright, goodbye."
"See? I told you it was fine, and you didn't believe me."
"No matter how close you are, it's still proper to greet them, especially since phones are so convenient. If you don't say anything, how will he know you're going to be late?"
"You're right. You've already made the call, haven't you? Take a break. I'm going to pick up Xiaoyu." Guo Xuyang said, emerging from the car.
"Why do I feel like Yangzi is so attentive to Xiaoyu? Yu'er, do you know what's going on?" Xiao Yun asked, looking at Yu'er.
"I'm not sure either. Perhaps it's fate."
"Tch, saying that is no different than not saying anything. How far along is your baby?"
"About two months now."
"That's wonderful. I wonder when I'll be able to get pregnant?" Xiao Yun sighed.
"Soon. It's just that you and Yangzi still have some unresolved issues in your hearts. Once they're resolved, it'll be fine," Yu'er said offhandedly.
"Issues? What issues? Why do you say such nonsensical things?"
"I'm just talking nonsense," Yu'er said with a chuckle, quickly covering up.
Xiao Yun didn't pay much attention. In her mind, she and Guo Xuyang had no issues, so where would any "issues" come from? Yu'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief when Xiao Yun didn't press further. She had almost spoken too much. If Xiao Yun had continued to ask, she wouldn't have known how to explain it to her. Was she going to say that Xiao Yun had suffered abuse in the past? Xiao Yun would likely not accept that reality. Otherwise, Guo Xuyang wouldn't have cleared Xiao Yun's memory and sealed his own. Forgetting was perhaps for the best; at least she wouldn't be so tormented. Yu'er had no idea that Xiao Yun was beginning to doubt her own past.