Entering the elevator, Meng Tang used his fingertips to trace the small object in his palm. It felt warm and smooth and looked like a fish.
Fish? Meng Tang was stunned for a moment and had a guess in his mind. He lowered his eyes and saw that it was the small fish chopstick holder lying in his palm.
Xu Heqing sitting next to her may not have noticed her movements. Wei Chuan...
Meng Tang didn't realize that the elevator had arrived, and it was Yang Ke who shouted to bring her back to her senses.
She clenched the small fish chopstick holder, wondering why Wei Chuan gave her this?
After entering the dormitory, she put down her bag, took off her coat, and placed the small fish chopstick holder under the lamp.
After a long silence, Meng Tang opened his cell phone and wanted to ask Wei Chuan, but suddenly paused.
At that time, Xu Heqing was sitting next to her. She was a little uncomfortable and could only stare at the small fish chopstick holder in boredom.
The more I looked at it, the cuter it became, so I couldn’t help but touch it.
Wei Chuan probably saw it accidentally and asked the hotel for one for her.
Yes, that should be the case.
Meng Tang was the last one to wash up. She always slept well, but tonight she couldn't sleep.
She took out the culprit from under the pillow and felt something wrong in the darkness.
But she couldn't tell exactly what was wrong. She became extremely irritable when she thought deeply about it, and in the end she could only force herself to fall asleep.
I went to class the next day with dark circles under my eyes. The snow stopped after a few hours and the road surface was quite dry.
I attended four classes absent-mindedly, and met Li Hanjin on the way to dinner.
Mengtang was not surprised that he came to find her. After all, she had lived with Li Hanjin for many years, and she still had some understanding of Li Hanjin's personality.
"Why did you come here?" Meng Tang didn't look very welcoming.
There were too many people on the road, and Li Hanjin glanced around: "Are you sure you want to talk here?"
Meng Tang took him around half a circle, found a deserted place, and asked with a very simple expression: "What's the matter?"
Li Hanjin said: "The studio has been moved. There are still some things that have not been settled before. I was not here when you were in trouble——"
"It has been taken care of." Meng Tang cut him off, "I might as well tell you clearly that grandpa won't let me get close to you."
Li Hanjin smiled bitterly: "The old man is really...why do you need to guard me like this."
He spoke vaguely in the second half of the sentence. Meng Tang didn't hear it clearly and had no intention of asking. He said bluntly:
"I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
"Wait a minute." Li Hanjin stopped her, "It's not that I have to pester you, little junior sister, but your school has hired me as an intangible cultural heritage instructor."
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Meng Tang was stunned: "This title... what does the school ask you to do?"
Li Hanjin said: "I will not participate in daily teaching, but will participate in graduation project guidance related to wood carving, as well as academic seminars and craft exhibition reviews."
Meng Tang nodded and said goodbye to him.
Li Hanjin squinted her eyes, she didn’t care at all?
After dinner, they returned to the dormitory. Xie Lingyin and the others were talking about the New Year's Day holiday.
The phone rang, and Wei Chuan sent a message, asking Meng Tang if he would be back on New Year's Day. This didn't seem to have anything to do with him, and she didn't reply.
Wei Chuan felt strange and searched several times, but Meng Tang didn't reply.
He came out of the training hall and went to the restaurant. He found a seat at random and sat down. He looked through the chat history with Meng Tang, wondering where he had offended her.
I haven’t seen you for two or three days, and I haven’t responded to my messages.
Just then, a few girls came to the dining table behind him. They sat down and started discussing:
"Our school has hired an intangible cultural heritage tutor, he is handsome, do you know?"
"I know, Li Hanjin, he has given lectures before."
"He has such an amazing temperament that many girls like him. They kept asking for WeChat messages, but they were all rejected."
h "But he goes to see Meng Tang from the Sculpture Department every day, and some people say that they are together."
h " Is it true? They are six or seven years apart, right? "
"Six or seven years old, not sixty-seven, I would be willing to do it instead."
Wei Chuan took a chopstick, and Li Hanjin went to the Academy of Fine Arts to become an intangible cultural heritage instructor?
Fuck, is he here for Meng Tang?
Having lost his appetite, Wei Chuan put down his chopsticks and quickly typed on his mobile phone: [Are you free? I have something to tell you. ]
After waiting patiently for ten minutes, Wei Chuan simply called him. This time Meng Tang answered and asked him what happened.
"Can I go find you?" Wei Chuan said, "I have something to tell you."
"Sorry, I'm a little busy."
"Meng Tang."
Li Hanjin's voice sounded on the other end of the phone.
Wei Chuan hung up, picked up the dinner plate and left.
He didn't know where Meng Tang was now, but he could find it along the main roads of the Academy of Fine Arts.
As expected, Wei Chuan found someone at the entrance of the Art Museum.
Meng Tang and Li Hanjin didn't know what they were talking about, and there was probably no one else in their peripheral vision.
Wei Chuan pretended to be passing by, walked over, and called "Meng Tang"'s name from a distance.
Meng Tang thought he was hallucinating, so he turned around and saw him with a surprised look on his face: "Why are you here?"
Wei Chuan: "Passing by."
Meng Tang: "..."
The training hall and the art museum are to the south and the north, how can we pass by?
Meng Tang was afraid that he would conflict with Li Hanjin again, so he pulled him three meters away.
Wei Chuan's heart felt heavy, and he couldn't hold his breath for the first time: "I sent you messages before, but you didn't reply to any of them, so you're just with him?"
The questioning tone made Meng Tang frown: "You have something to do with me?"
Wei Chuan asked himself, "Everyone is rumoring that you are with Li Hanjin now, do you know?"
Mengtang didn't expect the rumors to be so outrageous, but Wei Chuan didn't seem to be in a position to question her.
She looked at him quietly: "This seems to have nothing to do with you."
"I..." Wei Chuan choked, "It has nothing to do with me, does it have nothing to do with Xu Heqing?"
Meng Tang: "...Why do you always have concerns about things between me and Xu Heqing? So many opinions? ”
After a silent confrontation for two minutes, Wei Chuan’s tone contained a hint of grievance: “I found out that you are really...”
“What is it?”
Meng Tang was only thinking about the restoration of cultural relics that Li Hanjin told her, and she really had no intention of dealing with Wei Chuan.
Wei Chuan boldly muttered: "Half-hearted."
Meng Tang sighed: "If you really have nothing to do, go first. I really have something to do."
"It's with Li Hanjin again, right?"
Meng Tang was caught by him He became anxious and twisted his tone: "It has nothing to do with anyone."
Wei Chuan couldn't believe his ears, he stared at her aggrievedly:
"I gave you a small fish chopstick holder, and you treat me like this?"
"When you asked me about Xu Heqing and asked me what he likes, why didn't you say it has nothing to do with me?"
"Didn't I also tell you what Xie Lingyin likes?" Meng Tang choked back, "I accompanied you to buy things for her, and I also carved a confession gift for you. What else do you want?"
Weichuan: "Send Buddha to the West."
Meng Tang: "...What do you mean? If you fail to confess, will it still be my fault?"
"I didn't say that."
"..."
Li Hanjin definitely has no good intentions towards Meng Tang. Wei Chuan simply carried out his unreasonable troubles to the end: "I don't care, you promised me before that you would confess to me together, otherwise I will tell Xu Heqing that you like him."
"You are sick." Meng Tang couldn't help but cursed.
She lost her mood, glared at Wei Chuan, ignored Li Hanjin, and walked away.
At the entrance of the Art Museum, there were only two men left.
Wei Chuan sneered: "The lectures, relocation, recruitment...were all planned by you?"
Li Hanjin raised his eyebrows.
Wei Chuan laughed angrily: "Knowing that the old man doesn't want to see you, you still approach Meng Tang shamelessly. What do you want to do?"
Li Hanjin did not reply, but asked: "Do you know why I left four years ago?"
"I'm not interested." Wei Chuan said in disgust.
"You dare not listen." Li Hanjin stimulated him.
After all, he was young and could not get excited. Wei Chuan turned around and sneered: "Is there anything I don't dare to hear?"