CHAPTER 26: CHAPTER 26: LET’S WALK TOGETHER

Maeve Lane saw Julian Fairchild being dragged over by Henry Hughes and winked gratefully at Henry.

Henry Hughes coughed awkwardly and looked away.

Unaware, Maeve Lane slightly tugged at her lips, "Hurry, I know you’re a clean freak, I just used a tissue to wipe it clean for you."

Julian Fairchild initially wanted to sit opposite her, but recalling Henry Hughes’s words just now, his brows slightly furrowed, he sat down next to Maeve Lane after all.

Henry Hughes nudged Julian Fairchild’s plate, "Don’t put on a stern face, you’ll scare the juniors."

Maeve Lane felt that Henry Hughes’s personality really suited her taste, and she asked with a smile, "Senior, I didn’t get a chance to ask last time, what’s your name?"

Henry Hughes paused for a second and cleared his throat, "My name is Henry Hughes. ’Hughes’ as in ’herd,’ ’Henry’ as in the character from a famous phrase with a three-dot water radical."

Upon hearing this, Julian Fairchild glanced at Henry Hughes, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

Maeve Lane opened a can of drink and repeated, "Henry Hughes? That’s a pretty nice name, I’m Maeve Lane, ’Lane’ as in ’sharp edge.’"

After taking a sip of water, Maeve Lane suddenly remembered the photos Meredith showed her, and her eyes lit up, "You’re Henry Hughes from the finance department in your third year, the one who recently won the national robotics competition gold medal?"

Henry Hughes didn’t expect Maeve Lane to care about that, "Yeah, it was a project done with the teacher, do you also work on this?"

Maeve Lane smiled, "I don’t, but I think it’s really cool."

After chatting for a bit, they felt like old friends, and Maeve Lane’s laughter frequently punctuated their conversation.

However, the more joy they found in their conversation, the more Julian Fairchild’s silence became conspicuous.

After a while.

"I’m done eating."

Julian Fairchild stood up, and when Maeve Lane saw him get up, she quickly finished her meal and said to Henry Hughes, "I’ll be going now."

Henry Hughes watched her chase after Julian Fairchild, his eyes narrowed slightly.

But —

"Henry Hughes, shall we add each other on WeChat first?"

Maeve Lane returned, looking at him with intense eyes.

When she smiled, the corners of her eyes would unconsciously lift, giving her an extremely flamboyant and enthusiastic appearance, in stark contrast to her indifferent demeanor when not smiling.

"Sure."

Henry Hughes blurted out the words without thinking, and only when he took out his phone did he laugh at himself, "I’ll scan you."

"Okay."

After they exchanged WeChat, Maeve Lane glanced at Julian Fairchild’s seat, frowned, and complained, "Is Julian Fairchild always this cold to all the girls?"

Henry Hughes laughed, "Other girls don’t pursue him as tightly as you do. Most of them give up after a few days facing Julian’s icy demeanor, but you’ve been at it for a week already."

"Really?" Maeve Lane counted the days, "It’s been a week already."

She sighed helplessly, "I’ll keep pursuing for another two weeks, or I’ll feel like my college experience has a regret if I don’t win over Julian Fairchild, such a top-notch handsome guy."

Henry Hughes: "..."

A true heartbreaker remark.

"Anyway, I’m heading off. Catch you later!"

"Catch you later!"

Maeve Lane ran out, and Julian Fairchild was standing at the entrance of the cafeteria.

It was raining outside; he seemed to be waiting for it to stop.

The rain was light at the moment, but the rumbling thunder foreshadowed the approaching storm.

She walked over, gently nudging Julian Fairchild with her elbow, and smiled, "I have an umbrella. Shall we head out together?"

Julian Fairchild glanced at her, "I need to return to the dorm, but your dorm isn’t in that direction, right?"

Maeve Lane had already pulled out an umbrella from her backpack and opened it, "It’s not, but I can accompany you."

Julian Fairchild coldly looked at her, "No need."