Emperor Ming's grandson

Chapter 36 Confession
However, after reacting, Zhu Xiongying suddenly felt an indescribable gratitude in his heart.

Although I was taking elective courses, the second batch of antique radio stations was obviously more important.

Zhu Xiongying whispered: "It's convenient, I'll go downstairs to find you."

He quickly stood up and cast an apologetic look at Teacher Jiang on the podium. Teacher Jiang was obviously used to this and waved his hand for him to go directly.

According to the words of the students, "it is your loss to skip class, not Teacher Jiang's".

Well, if you don’t listen, some people will.

As soon as Zhu Xiongying raised his butt, the students who were standing behind and listening to the lecture came to grab their seats.

Passing through the corridor crowded with students, Zhu Xiongying walked out of the classroom, then quickly walked down the stairs and went straight to the door of the teaching building.

He was still searching the parking lot in front of the teaching building when he suddenly heard a call.

"it's here!"

Zhu Xiongying turned his head when he heard the sound and found that Mu Jinyue had just gotten out of the car and was waving to him vigorously.

Under the dim street lights, the carmine-red SUV looked dazzling.

Because Zhu Xiongying comes from a relatively poor family, he is naturally not as familiar with things like cars as other students who have cars at home, but he still recognizes the logos of more famous cars such as BBA and Porsche. Mu Jinyue’s car SUV is the hallmark of Porsche. The car looks quite big, but Zhu Xiongying doesn't know the specific model of the car.

In 2014, from God’s perspective, the Cullinan would not be launched until four years later, and the Maybach GLS would have to wait six years later. Therefore, in the luxury SUV market, if you do not choose the one that is more popular among the big brothers, As for the Range Rover, the only choice is the Cayenne.

It is already early October, but the weather in Jiangnan is still warm. Students generally wear half-sleeves and only put on their coats at night.

Mu Jinyue is wearing a pink dress, her long hair is blown by the breeze, and the light reflects on her face, making her eyebrows and eyes look more lively. She has worn school uniforms for three years in high school, and the school also requires girls to wear ponytails. Braid or cut your hair short, so that now we see you again, it is a bit stunning.

Zhu Xiongying walked up to Mu Jinyue and felt a little embarrassed: "Jinyue, thank you so much. You actually sent me such a large amount of money."

Mu Jinyue smiled and raised her head to look at him: "I told you we were on our way. Besides, these things are not given to you for free. You should take a look first."

Mu Jinyue opened the trunk of the car, revealing neatly arranged boxes of various sizes, which contained radio stations and hand-operated generators. The box was a portable safe, and the interior was wrapped with foam and soft padding. Except for the trunk , the rear seats and legroom are also filled with boxes containing radio stations.

Mu Jinyue very seriously asked Zhu Xiongying to open and check each one before she felt relieved. Zhu Xiongying looked at these expensive antiques in front of him and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Wait for me here while I go to the dormitory to get the Hongwu treasure notes I brought."

"No rush, I'm also here to study at the provincial capital university. Let's go have a meal first."

"what?"

"Preparatory class, have you forgotten that I'm from the Bai ethnic group? I just have the opportunity at home, so I won't continue studying. If I study for one more year in the preparatory class, my graduation time will be the same."

Zhu Xiongying got into the passenger seat of the car and put on the dark red seat belt, feeling a little complicated for a moment.

However, the provincial capital university does have preparatory classes. These are within the scope of the rules, and Zhu Xiongying can't say anything.

"There is no military training in the preparatory class. I just came to register today and put down my things. Is there anything delicious in the school? Also, you owed me milk tea last time! Don't think I forgot." Mu Jinyue tried her best to act fierce. To scare him, but he seemed a little uneasy inside.

"If you don't want to go to the cafeteria, there is a cafe below dormitory building No. 7. I heard the pasta and cakes are pretty good."

The cafe is filled with the rich aroma of coffee, and soft lights shine on the warm yellow wooden decoration, creating a comfortable and romantic atmosphere. Probably due to fire protection requirements, the fireplace next to it is not real, but a simulated screen. The projected flames danced endlessly on it.

Zhu Xiongying and Mu Jinyue found a seat by the window and sat down. Outside the window were the lush trees on campus and the students coming and going under the street lights. This was the time for the first period of evening self-study or elective courses.

"The coffee here is good, try it." Zhu Xiongying pushed a cup of steaming latte in front of Mu Jinyue.

Zhu Xiongying could not accurately distinguish the types of coffee, but this red velvet latte was indeed recognized by the students as delicious.

"These wireless stations will be placed in the dormitory building for you later? Is there an elevator in the dormitory building? I'm afraid you'll be exhausted from moving them alone."

"The post office on campus is right across the street. Let's post it insured and mail it back to the post office in Luojia Town."

Zhu Xiongying looked at Mu Jinyue who was eating pasta and suddenly asked: "Aren't you curious why I bought so many antique radio stations?"

"Not curious."

Mu Jinyue used a fork to pierce the meatballs in the pasta, and tied the hair that was about to fall behind her ears with her left hand. Her earlobes were a little red.

"Everyone has their own little secret."

"What little secret do you have?" "I won't tell you."

After eating, they moved the things to the post office across the street and mailed them away. The two of them walked towards Zhu Xiongying's dormitory building together.

Under the dim street lights, Mu Jinyue's skirt was blown up by the evening breeze.

Under the dim street lights, Mu Jinyue's skirt fluttered gently in the wind like a dancing butterfly. She walked beside Zhu Xiongying, and their shadows stretched so long under the light, as if they were condensing the memories of the past three years into this moment.

Zhu Xiongying turned his head and looked at Mu Jinyue's reddish earlobes and the hair tied behind her ears, feeling an inexplicable emotion well up in his heart.

As classmates for three years in high school, they have experienced countless days and nights together. From the initial stranger to the current familiarity, every detail is deeply imprinted in his heart.

"Mu Jinyue." Zhu Xiongying suddenly stopped and called her.

Mu Jinyue turned around, with a trace of doubt in her clear eyes: "What's wrong?"

Zhu Xiongying took a deep breath, as if he wanted to gather all his courage at this moment: "Actually, I have a secret that I haven't told you."

Mu Jinyue's heart trembled.

"It's a secret about you." Zhu Xiongying's eyes became serious, "Actually, I like you very much, very much."

Mu Jinyue's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she felt her cheeks begin to heat up. Although she had always known about Zhu Xiongying's affection for her, and had always hidden her feelings for this young man who had been sitting at the same table for three years, she heard it with her own ears. When she said this, she still felt a little unreal.

"Are you...serious?" Mu Jinyue was at a loss, and her voice even trembled.

Zhu Xiongying looked at her and felt warmth in his heart. He took a step forward and closed the distance between him and Mu Jinyue: "I said, I like you. It's not like a friend, it's like a friend. The feeling of wanting to be with you.”

Mu Jinyue raised her head and met Zhu Xiongying's firm gaze. She saw the sincerity and expectation in his eyes, and also saw the answer in her heart. In fact, didn't she have the same feelings for Zhu Xiongying? It's just that she has been escaping, not daring to face her own feelings.

Now, when she heard Zhu Xiongying's confession, she knew she could no longer escape. She took a deep breath, and then bravely met his eyes: "Zhu Xiongying, actually... I like you too. .”

A bright smile bloomed on Zhu Xiongying's face, as if the whole world became brighter because of this. He stretched out his arms and gently hugged Mu Jinyue. At this moment, they could feel each other's heartbeat and Breathe as if time has stood still.

"Then us"

"Give me some time to think about it."

After hugging for a long time, Mu Jinyue said goodbye to Zhu Xiongying, got in the car, started the ignition, but did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she put on her seat belt and made a phone call, but no one answered.

After a while, a call came through, and Mu Jinyue switched from the car to the headset to answer it.

"It has been delivered. I want to be with him."

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Something seemed to be said on the other end of the phone, and Mu Jinyue became a little angry. She frowned and tried to speak fiercely.

"Dad, I know something has gone wrong, but he has the right to know the truth of these secrets. Without him, how would we be today? Have you forgotten how the group came to be?"

"You were still breastfeeding when I was with the old man. It's not your turn to make a decision."

Mu Jinyue continued to question: "Bieguya has been quiet for many years. What's the difference between the present and the past? Do you have to be so persistent?"

The phone was dropped with a bang, and after a few beeps, it was hung up completely.

Mu Jinyue was also angered by this extremely impolite behavior. She angrily took out an apple-flavored lollipop from the storage box and chewed it.

After calming down, Mu Jinyue made a call.

"Uncle Zheng, in the name of your subsidiary company, reserve me two high-level VIP seats for the auction at Christie's Auction House Jiangnan Branch next month... It is too troublesome for individuals to submit the information for the first time."

"Okay, Miss."

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Counting the days, according to the time flow rate of 1:12, in the more than a month without opening the mysterious vortex, it is estimated that more than a year has passed in Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Xiongying was also a little anxious, fearing that his grandfather would be killed because of the empty printing case. In addition, the box containing the radio station and the hand-operated generator had already arrived at the post office in Luojia Town, so he simply packed it up on Friday night and set off back. When we got home, we first took a train, then a taxi, and finally changed to a ferry and returned to Luojia Town.

The bumpy journey also gave him the idea of ​​getting a driver's license and then buying a cheap pickup truck.
As luck would have it, just when he got home, cooked and cleaned up the house, the software alarm on his phone rang, and the corresponding infrared sensor disappeared, which meant that the mysterious vortex had opened for the fifth time.

(End of this chapter)