CHAPTER 54: CHAPTER 54 CLINIC RELOCATION

Wu Qiong spoke decidedly, "Impossible! If not you, then who? You clearly knew she had a taste, a problem! And yet you allowed the teacher to switch her with me, this is revenge! Your mind is too malicious!"

Zhen Yu said languidly, "The relationship between you two is nothing more than that, helping her is for your own self-interest."

Feeling guilty, Wu Qiong glanced at Qian Duoduo and immediately changed the subject.

She lifted her head and glanced at Zhen Yu with the corner of her eye, "Don’t think just because you swapped desks with Duoduo that she will get along with you! We’ve been classmates for six years, you can’t compare!"

"Oh," Zhen Yu responded indifferently, walking past the two.

-

Another two periods passed, and then it was lunch break.

As usual, a group of students hurried home together.

In front of Zhen Yu’s house, Bai Xue and Fu Yu had just entered the Fu Family’s courtyard.

Zhen Yan was unlocking the door when Han Mingyue said to Zhen Yu, facing her, "I’ll go home first to get the teaching materials, then come over."

"Okay."

Zhen Yan and Han Jiayang received notice early in the morning that today Zhen Yu invited the Han Family Brothers over for lunch.

After Han Mingyue left, the other three walked into the courtyard together.

Zhen Yu busily washed vegetables and cooked, while Han Jiayang and Zhen Yan sat in the living room, whispering.

"Zhen Yan~ I think your sister might really have taken a fancy to my brother!"

Zhen Yan gave him a sideways glance. Even though he might think the same, he would never admit it out loud.

"I think it’s your brother who has taken a fancy to my sister!"

Han Jiayang grinned mischievously, "So they’re like a toad lusting after a swan’s flesh, have taken a fancy to each other?"

Zhen Yan rolled his eyes, "What kind of description is that? Who’s the toad and who’s the swan?"

"Err," Han Jiayang got stuck for a moment, then said nonchalantly, "Anyway, that’s the idea!"

Then he leaned closer to Zhen Yan and whispered mysteriously, "Do you think, are they really in early love?"

"No!" Zhen Yan stated emphatically, "My sister would not engage in early love!"

"Then why is she going to see my brother every day?"

"Among those we know, your brother studies the best, she’s going there to learn!"

"Psh~ I don’t believe it! Let me tell you..."

-

In the living room, their voices grew louder and louder, with the potential to turn into an argument.

Because of the sound of oil-sizzling vegetables and the exhaust fan in the kitchen, Zhen Yu didn’t catch the abnormality in the living room.

It wasn’t until she turned off the exhaust fan and was dishing out the vegetables that she looked up and suddenly noticed Han Mingyue standing at the doorway from the kitchen to the living room.

"Why didn’t you come in?"

Before Han Mingyue could speak, a loud shout came from the living room, "My sister is not in early love! If you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I’ll hit you!"

Zhen Yu’s face darkened. She was holding two plates of food, and Han Mingyue was blocking the doorway.

Just as Zhen Yu was about to bend down to place the plates and sort out the two, Han Mingyue turned around.

He pressed his lips together, took a plate of food from Zhen Yu with one hand, and with the other hand carrying the teaching materials, stepped into the living room.

The living room suddenly quietened down. Han Mingyue walked to the dining table without a word.

Zhen Yu followed into the living room, holding the other plate of food. She scanned her brother and Han Jiayang with a cold gaze and uttered two words, "Eat."

Zhen Yan and Han Jiayang both shrank their shoulders in unison, obediently took their bowls to fill up on rice from the rice cooker, and sat down at the table.

The meal was eaten in silence.

-

After the meal, Zhen Yu poured four glasses of water, and the four of them sat in a row at the edge of the large Kang bed, silently drinking water.

Zhen Yuxin felt so tired.

Being too young, she couldn’t openly admit her feelings for Han Mingyue.

The atmosphere was oppressive; she didn’t want to speak but had to break the silence.

As the only ’adult’, when the three boys were playing dumb, she had to be the one to clear the air.

Zhen Yan let out a sigh and reluctantly resigned herself to speak.

"Han Jiayang~ Ming Yue and I are just study partners, don’t go spreading rumors."

Han Jiayang subconsciously turned to glance at his brother.

Han Mingyue’s face was stiff, expressionless as he brought a glass of water to his lips and took a sip.

Seeing no reaction from his brother, Han Jiayang took it as agreement and nodded, "I understand."

"That’s it, then."

"There is something!" Han Mingyue suddenly interrupted Zhen Yu, looking up and staring directly into her eyes, "Our clinic is moving to the town center."

"..." If Han Mingyue hadn’t brought it up, Zhen Yuxin would have almost forgotten about it.

In her previous life, she started boarding school and only found out about the Han Family Clinic’s move during first year of junior high school’s winter break.

"Your family is moving? Won’t that make going to school really inconvenient?" Zhen Yan exclaimed anxiously.

Han Jiayang immediately explained, "We’re not moving! It’s just the clinic that is opening there. Actually, we were going to move entirely,"

"Jiayang!" Han Mingyue chided softly.

Zhen Yuxin blinked; in her past life, the entire Han family had moved there, and later on, the Han Family Brothers even transferred to the town’s junior high.

She had just been considering whether she should transfer schools when the time comes; now, hearing Han Jiayang say they’re not moving felt somewhat overwhelming.

Why isn’t the Han family moving this time?

"Your family isn’t moving?" Zhen Yu sought confirmation again.

"We’re not." Han Mingyue affirmed, "My dad will go to the shop in the morning, just like Aunt Cheng."

Zhen Yu instinctively asked, "Who will cook lunch when Uncle Han is gone?"

Han Jiayang suddenly flashed a pleasing smile, "Xiao Yu, sis~"

Zhen Yu defensively said, "What do you want?"

Han Mingyue surreptitiously tugged at his brother’s sleeve and quickly turned to Zhen Yu, "Could we come over to your place for lunch?"

Zhen Yuxin immediately nodded in a moment of realization, "Sure."

As her words fell, the boy opposite her suddenly burst into a huge smile, like the rising sun in early summer, making the heart feel clear and bright.

-

In a blink of an eye, it was the weekend, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

There wasn’t anything special about the festive day except for eating, sleeping, playing, and studying.

Zhen Yu had her time clear-cut: on weeknights, after finishing homework, she would study second year junior high material, and on weekends, she would work on writing skills with Ming Yue.

They started with reflections and diaries; after writing, they would help each other review and point out the shortcomings.

When Zhen Yu handed over her essay to Ming Yue, she would always feel an implicit sense of shame.

This was completely different from submitting her essays to a teacher or writing them on an exam paper.

Revealing her true inner thoughts to someone face-to-face like this was something Zhen Yuxin had never done before, neither in her past life nor her present one.

Zhen Yuxin hadn’t written an essay since high school in her past life, and she had noticed that now, the words she puts down always somehow reflect her true voice. She could write, but she didn’t like being seen and read up close.

Only when she thought of it being Ming Yue would she relax her tense nerves and discuss the sentences in the essay as if it was natural.

Zhen Yu’s writing skill was inferior to junior high school student Ming Yue, and she now understood that his success as a web novel author in his previous life was not without reason; his writing was always refreshing.

Before leaving, regarding the Han Family Brothers having lunch and resting at the Zhen home at noon, Han Youliang discussed the matter with Zhen Yu.

Since it wasn’t just for a day or two but for an entire month or even years, Zhen Yu did not refuse Han Youliang’s suggestion to contribute money for the meals.

Otherwise, if they burned through rice and oil at home too quickly, Mrs. Zhen might start to wonder...