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Chapter40: Act VI: The Little Prince (2)

Xiang Cai cheekily asked Want Qingyun if he could borrow the essay he wrote on the Little Prince essay, to use as reference notes.

Tan Yiming agreed quickly, but his thesis was on a mobile hard disk and he did not know which corner it was installed in, and he had to search for it.

guess: It's okay ~ I can wait ~

guess: The teacher asked us to hand it in on Labor Day.

Yiming Qingyun: Isn't Labor Day all the way in May?

Yiming Qingyun: [Black Swan Question Mark Face].jpg

Yiming Qingyun: If you're graduating this year, your finals should be in May? What class is this and why do you have to hand in homework in May?

guess: ...

Xiang Cai didn't understand his question, but then remembered the "person" he had fabricated for himself. He was too happy when chatting with Wang Qingyun, and often forgot the sky-high lie he had spoofed. He faked his age, education, and profession ... He obviously had countless opportunities to come clean but couldn't find the courage to speak up at any point.

Was it cowardness? Or was it vanity? Or was it simply ... wanting to be present a more mature image in front of his crush?

Xiang Cai was a bit discouraged and thought, what position did he have to accuse the little prince's rose of being delicate and pretentious? Obviously, he himself, this lying liar, was the worst rose.

Xiang Cai hesitated, then branched off-topic.

guess: My teacher is so hard to serve.

guess: You must have encountered this kind of teacher, right?

Yiming Qingyun: That's true.

Yiming Qingyun: At the end of the college entrance examination, I thought I was liberated, and could jump out of the boring life of writing papers all day.

Yiming Qingyun: It turned out that when I really stepped into the gates of colleges and universities, I realized how good high school life was.

Yiming Qingyun: Especially now, when I have to do two jobs, and go home in the evening to change the final draft of my dissertation, I particularly miss high school.

Yiming Qingyun: Especially when I see high school students heading home for the day, I envy those little kids.

Xiang Cai: "..."

Little kids?

Xiang Cai uneasily clutched his vest. It turned out that in Yun Da's eyes, high school students were just "little kids".

Looking back, Wang Qingyun should be about the same age as their class teacher, Chu Ping. Teacher Chu Ping also looked very young, but she just had the "deterrence" they didn't have. She was a mature adult who spoke well and was the object of their trust. She could even understand The Little Prince.

Xiang Cai couldn't even imagine a scene where Teacher Chu Ping and his peer were in love—it would be so mismatched!

Therefore, Xiang Cai thought about the age gap between Wang Qingyun and himself, and an indescribable anxiety surged up.

That was a distance where he "could never catch up". It was like looking at the stars from earth, or like craving an oasis in the desert.

The chat between the two ended in a hurry.

That night, Xiang Cai was lying in the bed, tossing, turning and trying to fall asleep. In the end, he simply took The Little Prince out and began to read it.