Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8008 It turns out that Mr. Ji will cry (4)

The lecture was too boring, and people left one after another. Only Ji Changmu sat in the distance and never left.

About an hour later, the lecture ended.

The two girls beside Ji Changmu were discussing notes, and he asked softly, "Excuse me, which building is the Department of Architectural Design?"

"Go along the road outside the auditorium to the east. After walking 100 meters, you will see a library. Turn right in the library, and there is the classroom building of the Department of Architecture and Design." The girl happened to be very clear. Tell Ji Changmu.

Ji Changmu nodded: "Thank you."

He straightened his clothes and stood up.

He was not busy, and he was not in a hurry to go there. He walked for a while in the school against the wind.

The campus scenery is very good. In this season, the dead branches are swaying, the vegetation is deep yellow, and there are some bleak scenes everywhere, but the green hills remain unchanged and the green water flows forever.

The temperature was low in the morning, Ji Changmu walked far away, choked on the wind, coughed a few times, and stopped.

Seeing the beautiful campus, he simply found a coffee shop and sat down.

He didn't drink coffee for a long time, and the doctor refused to let him drink it. He asked for a glass of lemonade.

The sky was still gray, and Ji Changmu would look down at his watch from time to time. When it was almost time for lunch, he saw many students coming out of the teaching building, and Ji Changmu called Qiao Muyuan.

Qiao Muyuan was burying herself in the drawing, when her phone vibrated, she frowned, why was it him again?
She pressed to hang up, but did not answer.

Ji Changmu didn't hold out much hope, he walked out of the coffee shop, asked all the way, and finally found the self-study classroom where Qiao Muyuan was.

Because it was already lunch time, Qiao Muyuan was the only one in the self-study classroom. She forgot to sleep and eat, and didn't remember to have lunch at all, so she lowered her head and worked hard on drawing.

Ji Changmu walked over, probably because his steps were not light. He had just walked to her side when Qiao Muyuan raised his head.

Looking at each other, Qiao Muyuan was stunned for a long time.

It's been a while since I saw him last time, Ji Changmu is thinner and paler than last time.

Ji Changmu said softly, "Can I invite you to dinner?"

"I'm not hungry." Qiao Muyuan didn't give him face, lowered his head, and continued to draw the blueprint.

Being rejected, Ji Changmu was a little at a loss, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't know what to say after thinking for a long time.

Suddenly, a junior from the music club came over, stood at the door with a bag in his hand, and shouted, "Sister Janna, it's time for lunch! Are you still drawing? Come out, I'll treat you to dinner!"

"Here we come! What do you eat?" Qiao Muyuan closed the textbook and album, packed her backpack in twos and twos, walked around Ji Changmu and left.

Ji Changmu turned his head and saw Qiao Muyuan galloping away from the classroom, leaving side by side with the little boy. Isn't he hungry?

"Go eat boiled fish!" The boy laughed heartily, and his voice passed through the classroom.

Soon, their figures disappeared from Ji Changmu's sight.

Ji Changmu was tall and tall, and he didn't fit in with the classroom. He stood there for a few minutes, then left from here, and walked in the direction where Qiao Muyuan left.

Qiao Muyuan and his junior were discussing music theory while walking. The junior played the guitar, and he just wanted to invite Qiao Muyuan to participate in the performance at the Christmas party. They discussed while walking.

The boiled fish shop was right in front of the school, and there were a lot of people. After entering, they found a table for four and sat face to face.

As soon as he sat down, Ji Changmu then stood by the empty seat next to Qiao Muyuan: "Do you mind sharing the table?"

(End of this chapter)