Chapter 1888 — Matchmaker
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
It was just that Uncle Qing was getting on in years. Though his hatred had for the moment been set aside, his thoughts in that direction had dulled considerably, and he no longer much cared to look. So he smiled and said, "Best forget it. At my age, still thinking about such things—it's a bit shameful!"
"Pff..." Wei Zhao couldn't help but laugh. "Uncle Qing, love knows no age. How about this: next time you come to Donghai City to visit us, you and Granny Sun meet. If it feels right, you spend some time together; if not, then let it go."
"We'll talk about it next time, then..." Clearly Uncle Qing hadn't taken Wei Zhao's suggestion to heart.
"All right, I was just tossing it out there. I'll bring it up with Granny Sun later," Wei Zhao said.
"Fine, then—we'll meet once..." Uncle Qing said with some resignation, though in his view the matter had no chance at all of working out.
Wei Zhao's failure to return all night did not, as it happened, rouse the suspicions of the other three in the dormitory.
After Wei Zhao had left, Bai Weituo had nothing to do that evening and actually called He Meiyue's dormitory. Once he confirmed that Wang Xinyan was also in the room, the three of them lost all interest in Wei Zhao's whereabouts. Of course, they never dreamed that Wei Zhao might be off with yet another beauty...
October ninth was the day for official registration within the department; October tenth was the formal start of classes.
After classes began, of course, there might be military training, a welcome gala, and other such activities—all depending on how the school arranged things.
When Wei Zhao returned to the dormitory, Bai Weituo and the others had only just gotten up. Song Xiaodao was holding a washbasin and about to head to the washroom, while Zhao Shengji had evidently just come back and was pulling on his clothes.
"Morning, Brother Lin! Where'd you go have fun last night?" Bai Weituo asked casually.
"Oh, I have a relative who lives nearby. They asked me over." That was the excuse Wei Zhao had come up with. Otherwise, if he was always absent from the dormitory on weekends, they'd surely get suspicious—but with a relative in town, going to visit family on the weekend seemed perfectly normal.
"So that's it!" Bai Weituo nodded, and Song Xiaodao and Zhao Shengji likewise wore looks of sudden understanding.
"Where do we go to register? What time?" Wei Zhao asked.
"The notice came from the department last night. Room 1109 in the main teaching building of the Biology Department." Bai Weituo pointed to a notice sheet on the table. "Our pharmaceutical major—one classroom is enough to hold us all. My brother said this year there aren't even twenty of us."
"That few!" Wei Zhao frowned. That was fewer than a single class in some other majors.
"Nothing to be done—it's a niche major!" Bai Weituo said with a wry smile. "Still, it's not bad. Quiet, not much trouble."
As the two of them talked, Song Xiaodao returned from washing up, and the four of them went straight out of the dormitory and headed for the Biology Department.
The area in front of the Biology Department building was crowded with people, and among them were no lack of beauties. After all, every department had its department belle—relatively speaking, of course.