Reborn As Lucky Star
Chapter 506: Qingqing, Will You Miss Me?

Chapter 506: Chapter 506: Qingqing, Will You Miss Me?

Yue Qingqing walked over with a smile, "Brother Jiang."

Jiang Jingze instinctively reached out to touch Yue Qingqing’s head.

However, Yue Qingqing, who was about to enter the ninth grade, felt something was off.

She tilted her head and instinctively dodged.

Jiang Jingze’s palm stopped mid-air, suddenly frozen.

Yue Qingqing looked at the boy’s expression, resembling a large dog lost and helpless after being abandoned.

She immediately felt as if she had done something wrong.

Yue Qingqing immediately moved her head closer, rubbing it against Jiang Jingze’s palm hanging in the air.

Jiang Jingze, having successfully patted her head, then contentedly withdrew his hand.

Yue Qingqing asked curiously, "Didn’t you already finish your college entrance exams? Why did you come to school today?"

At that, Jiang Jingze’s gaze lowered.

"Qingqing, I have to leave."

Yue Qingqing was puzzled, "Where are you going?"

"Beijing, I got into Minghua University."

Yue Qingqing was suddenly stunned. She had always known that Jiang Jingze was a good student.

Minghua University was one of the top universities in the country.

He was going there for college, and she should be happy for him.

But inexplicably, she recalled from the map the distance from Beijing to Zhuancheng.

A long line stretching from east to west.

Yue Qingqing said softly with her head lowered, "Congratulations."

Jiang Jingze’s gaze was thoughtful as he looked at the top of the girl’s head, his eyes gleaming like polished black jade.

"Qingqing, will you miss me?"

His tone was not loud, yet it made Yue Qingqing suddenly look up.

Ripples of emotion, difficult even for her to understand, surged through her heart, along with a strange sense of familiarity.

It seemed—

someone had said this to her before.

Yue Qingqing furrowed her brow, trying hard to remember. She was, after all, a cultivator with an exceptional memory.

But why couldn’t she remember who had said it?

Jiang Jingze did not rush her, just quietly watching Yue Qingqing.

From childhood, he was considered an oddity by many, but only after meeting her did he seem to gradually become a vivid person.

But Jiang Jingze also understood a truth.

Liking someone was one thing; being able to keep them was another.

Of course, he could have easily chosen a closer university to stay near her more often.

But what about later?

Once Yue Qingqing grew up, he could only watch helplessly as someone better appeared to hold her hand.

Jiang Jingze would never allow that to happen.

He had to be that better person.

Yue Qingqing, unaware of Jiang Jingze’s complex emotions, sighed after a mental search failed to reveal the source of her familiarity.

"Brother Jiang, I will miss you," Yue Qingqing said seriously, looking up.

Jiang Jingze pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly he smiled and ruffled her hair again.

"After all, I’ve been feeding you for so long, it’s only a little bit of conscience."

Yue Qingqing said displeasedly, "I’m being serious."

It wasn’t Jiang Jingze’s cooking she would miss, but the person himself.

Jiang Jingze chuckled softly, "Okay, I know. Remember to eat breakfast properly in the future."

"Okay."

"Call me often."

"Okay."

"Eat out less." Especially don’t eat food prepared by others.

Just as Yue Qingqing was about to agree, she looked up sharply, "Huh?"

Jiang Jingze cleared his throat, "Haven’t you been watching the news lately? They’re all talking about food safety issues. Many dishonest restaurants use gutter oil. If you want to eat anything, call me, and I’ll have Four Seas Restaurant deliver it to you."

Yue Qingqing felt a bit dizzy from being talked around, but she could only nod along.

Jiang Jingze had a way of speaking so earnestly that one couldn’t help but follow his train of thought.

Seeing that Yue Qingqing agreed, Jiang Jingze was satisfied.

He leaned down, looking straight at Yue Qingqing.

"So grow up quickly, Xiaoya. When you come to Beijing, I’ll take you out for good food."

"Okay!"

Jiang Jingze extended his right hand, "Pinky promise?"

Yue Qingqing wrinkled her nose.

Although it felt somewhat childish, she still extended her pinky finger and hooked it.

As Jiang Jingze raised his hand, the faded red string slid along his wrist to his forearm.

It was like a silent witness.

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