The lecture was too boring, and people left one after another. Only Ji Changmu sat far away and never left.

About an hour later, the lecture ended.

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

"Go east along the road outside the auditorium. Walk a hundred meters and you will see a library. Turn right from the library and there is the building for the Department of Architectural Design." The girl happened to know very well, 151

Shi told Ji Changmu.

Ji Changmu nodded: "Thank you."

He straightened his clothes and stood up.

He was not busy, nor was he 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 grass and trees are dark yellow, and there are some bleak scenes everywhere, but the green mountains remain unchanged and the green water flows forever.

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

Seeing that the campus was quite beautiful, he simply found a coffee shop to sit down.

He hadn't had coffee for a long time, and the doctor wouldn't let him drink it. He asked for a glass of lemonade.

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

Qiao Muyuan was immersed in the drawing. When her phone vibrated, she frowned. Why was it him again?

She pressed hang up and didn't answer.

Ji Changmu didn't hold out much hope. He walked out of the coffee shop, asked around, 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 eat and sleep, and didn't even remember that it was time to have lunch. She lowered her head and drew seriously.

Ji Changmu walked over, probably because his steps were not light. As soon as he reached her side, Qiao Muyuan raised his head.

When their eyes met, Qiao Muyuan was stunned for a long time.

It had been a while since I last saw him. Today, Ji Changmu is thinner and pale than last time.

Ji Changmu said warmly: "Can I... invite you to dinner?"

"I'm not hungry." Qiao Muyuan didn't give him any face, lowered his head and continued drawing.

Being rejected, Ji Changmu was a little at a loss, his brows slightly furrowed, and he thought for a long time not knowing what to say further.

Suddenly, a junior student from the music club came over, stood at the door with a bag, and shouted: "Senior Janna, it's dinner time! Are you still drawing? Come out quickly, I'll treat you to dinner!"

"Come here, come here! What do you want to eat?" Qiao Muyuan closed the textbook and picture album, packed her backpack in a few seconds, walked around Ji Changmu and left.

Ji Changmu turned his head and saw Qiao Muyuan running away from the classroom and leaving side by side with the little boy. Aren't you hungry?

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

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

Ji Changmu was tall and tall, and was out of place in the classroom. He stood there for a few minutes, then left and walked in the direction where Qiao Muyuan left.

Qiao Muyuan and his junior student discussed music theory while walking. The junior student played guitar, and he happened to want to invite Qiao Muyuan to participate in the Christmas party performance. They discussed while walking.

The boiled fish shop was right in front of the school and there were many people there. After they entered, they found a table for four people and sat down across from each other.
Chapter completed!