Yi Roujing and Anmin left the educated youth's place and hadn't gone far when they saw two people. Yi Roujing had met Ni Qingyan once before, and there was a man she'd never seen, but seeing how close they were, the one with delicate features must be Chen Youdao.
"Youdao, don't worry. Even if you don't get a spot to return to the city this time, next year will definitely be yours. Besides, there's always the college entrance exam. If it doesn't work out, you could study at university for two years. We could get married first, and I could go with you." Ni Qingyan's cheeks were flushed, her words carrying the shyness proper for a young woman of her age.
