Chapter 349 — Tang Yun's Treat
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Tang Yun glanced at her phone. Surely Wei Zhao had not sent her a text that she had failed to receive? Yet that seemed unlikely too...
Just as Tang Yun was growing anxious, she saw a boy come running quickly toward her. Tang Yun smiled and waved to Wei Zhao.
In the past, Tang Yun would never have dared to do something so bold at school; the school rules were strict beyond measure. But now those rules had become a mere scrap of paper before Tang Yun. Wang Zhifeng turned a blind eye to whatever went on between her and Wei Zhao, so what did she have to fear?
Deep down, Tang Yun even felt a touch of rebellion. After so many years as a good girl and a good student, at last she too could let herself go, just like those bad students.
"Have you been waiting long?" Wei Zhao saw that a thin sheen of sweat had already formed on Tang Yun's smooth forehead; clearly she had been waiting a while.
"Not really... the last class was a test, so I handed in my paper early..." Tang Yun said shyly, smoothing the hair at her forehead in her embarrassment.
"Then why didn't you text me? I could have come out a bit earlier." Wei Zhao was quite used to skipping class by now. He had already had a word with the Dean of Studies, and the teachers of the other subjects could not be bothered to discipline him, assuming he was some rich young master killing time at school.
"It's fine." Tang Yun shook her head. "Let me treat you to a meal?"
"You're treating me?" Wei Zhao looked at Tang Yun in surprise.
"Don't look at me like that... I can only treat you in the cafeteria..." Tang Yun held up her cafeteria card awkwardly. "All the money at home has gone to my father's surgery. There may be something left over, but there's no telling whether we'll need more later... So if you want me to treat you to something grand, that will have to wait until I've earned some money of my own..."
"Ha... no need. There's plenty of money on my cafeteria card; we may as well use mine. If it goes unused, it just goes to waste." Wei Zhao pulled the card from his pocket and pressed it into Tang Yun's hand. "How is your father's illness?"
Tang Jucheng's ailment was a disease of the bone, and it would take surgery to cure. Skilled as Wei Zhao was in both acupuncture and the compounding of medicines, he could hardly take the hospital's place and operate on Tang Jucheng himself.
"Why are you giving me your card?" Tang Yun was startled. "My mother took my father to the hospital first thing this morning... he should be there now. But he's had check-ups before as well; all that's left is the surgery."
"I don't eat in the cafeteria much anyway, and from now on, whenever I do, it will be with you, so the card is yours," Wei Zhao said. "Is there anything at the hospital you need help with?"
"I don't think so..." Tang Yun shook her head, her eyes reddening slightly. "Wei Zhao, thank you! I don't even know how I ought to thank you..."
Tang Yun was truly moved. Wei Zhao had not seized the chance to hold anything over her, nor had he made any demand that would put her in a difficult position...
"Why say such things?" Wei Zhao took Tang Yun's hand. "Come on, let's go eat..."
"Mm..." Tang Yun's little hand was caught by Wei Zhao; instinctively she wanted to pull away, but after a moment's hesitation she let him hold it.
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