Han Yurou was in a state of confusion.

This night, she had insomnia again, completely.

She was wondering whether to move, but she was currently studying at a state university. No matter how she moved, Rong Jincheng would find her.

…

The next day, the third day, a week later.

Han Yurou was on tenterhooks every day, but fortunately, she never met Rong Jincheng again.

She checked the news and found out that Rong Jincheng had a quarrel with his father, and Rong Jianguo had severed the father-son relationship with him long ago. Rong Jincheng could not survive in the country, and everyone wanted to beat him up.

This is probably why he came to New York quietly.

His former friends no longer dared to have any contact with him.

After class at noon that day, Han Yurou went to the hospital to get medicine.

In addition to the medicine she usually takes, she also asked the doctor to prescribe some medicine for insomnia. During this period, she was tortured to the point of neurasthenia.

The figure of Rong Jincheng lingered in her mind, wrapping around her like a waterweed!

"Ms. Joanna, take up to two sleeping pills at night. Don't take more. If you still can't sleep, I suggest you come to the hospital again," the doctor said.

"Okay, thank you doctor."

After taking the medicine, Han Yurou walked on the clean roads of New York with her bag in hand. The glass curtain walls on the streets reflected brilliant light.

When she returned to the apartment, her phone rang. It was Qin Haoran who sent her a text message: Are you free tonight? I want to have a dinner with you.

Han Yurou tapped the screen with her fingers and replied: What's the matter?

Qin Haoran: Well...just chatting, and I just want to return the information you lent me last time.

Han Yurou: What time is it?

Qin Haoran: At six o'clock, I'll wait for you at the school gate.

Han Yurou:Okay.

Qin Haoran booked a low-key French restaurant.

There were only two of them in the small private room, and no one would disturb them.

At first, Han Yurou thought it was just a casual meal, but she didn't expect that Qin Haoran had booked such a luxurious restaurant, which was worth a lot of money.

night.

As soon as she entered the door, Qin Haoran took her backpack and textbooks and pulled out the chair: "Sit down, I don't know what you like to eat, I haven't ordered yet."

"I haven't been here before. Thank you very much for inviting me to dinner."

"You're welcome, you order the food, I don't choose." Qin Haoran handed her the menu, "I have lived in New York for many years, and the food in this restaurant is very good."

Han Yurou took the menu.

She is a bit reserved, after all, she is not very familiar with Qin Haoran.

Qin Haoran returned the information to her: "Your notes are very detailed. Do you plan to take the first place in the final exam this time?"

"This also depends on luck. The students in the department all have very good grades."

"It's different. Your grades are stable. I think you can still get first place this time. Professor Michelle has lectures during the summer vacation. Would you like to attend them together? There are several. I have been looking forward to her lectures for a long time."

"Really? Do you need a ticket? I heard it's not easy to get." Han Yurou really wanted to hear it.

"That's no problem. I'll give you one when I get the ticket."

"Thank you, I will definitely treat you to dinner then."

Qin Haoran smiled.

The food in the restaurant tastes really good. Han Yurou tasted several of them and thought they were delicious.

There is a pleasant fragrance of roses in the air, refreshing. The Impressionist paintings on the wall always have a tone of alienation. The light is a sunset orange dim color, very French romance and sentiment. Even the music on the gramophone is slow.

Slow as flowing water.
Chapter completed!