Quick Transmigration: Leisure

"let go."

"stand up."

"I won't let go, I won't." As it spoke, the large hand reached out to the side of its waist, causing its owner to flinch uncomfortably.

Zhuo Yi felt something was off.

But this can also be explained by the fact that their last meeting was seven or eight months ago. Mi relies on the familiar atmosphere created by their daily encounters and interactions, and only in this way can she resist intimacy.

If the distance between people is too long or too great, even if they connect online every day, there will still be a sense of distance and they will become estranged.

When I accepted that the other person was going back to their country alone, I knew that it would create a rift.

No!

Zhuo Yi hugged the person even tighter.

"I have an appointment to meet with Teacher Chai this afternoon," Xia Youmi protested helplessly.

"Hmm? Teacher Chai." Zhuo Yi seemed to have thought of something, propped himself up, and then lay down on the other side to meet Xia Youmi's gaze.

"Yes, it's that teacher." Xia Youmi had mentioned him to Zhuo Yi when they were students.

"Oh."

Zhuo Yi seemed to be thinking. He loosened his grip and stretched his muscles. "Then we need to practice dancing properly these next few days."

"What kind of dance?" Xia Youmi tilted her head.

Seeing that she was willing to turn around, Zhuo Yi smiled and put their hands together again, slowly clasping them and shaking them.

"Of course, it's the opening dance."

"They didn't tell me," Xia Youmi said, puzzled.

"I'll definitely tell you this afternoon," Zhuo Yi said confidently. "Besides being an artist, Teacher Chai is also a ballroom dancing enthusiast, but this is not publicly known, and the outside world is usually unaware of it. Some families who are close to Teacher Chai used to consider it an honor to have him teach them."

"Can......"

"Teacher Chai has rarely come out of seclusion in recent years. My mother really went to great lengths to invite him over. I don't know how many people are jealous of him." Zhuo Yi's eyes shone. He wasn't particularly fond of these rules, but he was really looking forward to dancing with You Mi in public.

"Do many people want to see Teacher Chai?"

Xia Youmi was unaware of this detail; her only memory of resonating with this senior artist was through interpreting the painting.

She naively assumed that Zhuo's mother had found out that Xia Youmi had regretted not being able to attend her class in the past, and had invited her to make up for that regret.

"Of course!" Zhuo Yi replied enthusiastically.

But soon, when trying to explain the reason, he became depressed again, saying, "Actually, in my opinion, it's somewhat abnormal and pathological."

"Ok?"

This time it was Xia Youmi's turn to be interested.

"They seem to only admire the title, but they are blind to the core message that the teacher is trying to convey. It seems that only the children of the family who have been guided by Teacher Chai are the true ones, while the rest are imposters and will be suppressed and expelled."

"There have even been tragedies that ruined children's futures, so teachers have been reluctant to go out for a long time."

"Your mother must have had a genuine desire to recognize your talent to get the senior to accept you. You're talented, Mi!"

Zhuo Yi carefully took Xia Youmi's hand in front of him and examined it closely.

"Were you happy at school this past year?"

"I'm very happy." This was Xia Youmi's truest thought.

"That's good." Zhuo Yi recalled, "You weren't in a good state back then, and you didn't want to admit it, but even with me by your side every day, I couldn't cheer you up. Your mother didn't just want her grandchildren; she visited the teacher, and the teacher's suggestion was for you to return to school and not let me follow you."

"They all say that it was my behavior in college that truly imprisoned you," Zhuo Yi said, her tone gradually becoming aggrieved.

"Actually, you could have adjusted it yourself, but I didn't give you the chance back then."

"Later, I saw that although you had to do odd jobs, be busy, and work overtime last year, your mental strength seemed to be increasing."

Xia Youmi nodded. A year before the male and female protagonists entered university, the assistant counselor, Teacher Xia, who was like a brick that could be moved wherever needed, was indeed infected by the burgeoning enthusiasm and slowly struggled out of her sorrow.

However, she didn't realize it.

Now,

Sensing Zhuo Yi's emotions and hearing the interpretation that neither the original text nor his memories existed, Xia Youmi seemed to understand many things instantly.

"Zhuo Yi, why did you come back so early this time?"

"Well."

Zhuo Yi gave him a look that said, "Why are you so perceptive?"

"Because I sensed that Youmi was unhappy, and I felt that you wanted to leave me." As she said this, she nuzzled herself, a more pitiful act than a puppy getting soaked in the rain.

Intuition-based.

"If I don't let you notice my emotions, you'll return a few days early for this birthday banquet as planned."

"Two days, I guess."

Although Zhuo Yi was puzzled as to why they were talking about this, he still answered honestly.

"Heh, so you were at the airport yesterday, weren't you!" Xia Youmi recalled her flushed face. "You deliberately didn't say that!"

"I! I just wanted to surprise you!" Zhuo Yi raised his hands, letting Xia Youmi pinch his face to vent her anger.

"Humph."

"No, no, lie down with me a little longer. We'll go see Teacher Chai this afternoon. I can't let you lose to me in terms of energy and spirit, otherwise, Teacher Chai will suggest you find a new husband!"

"Uh." Xia Youmi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Although she didn't take Zhuo Yi's words about upholding his dignity to heart, she still let him quietly adjust to the time difference.

With some clues in mind, I slowly drifted off to sleep again.

......

Before dinner, Xia Youmi and Zhuo Yi were already sitting in the tea room. They weren't talking about Teacher Chai's guidance, but rather Ms. Wei Youzhen had invited her to look at a few booklets together.

"Come on, take a look. Tell me if there's anything you don't understand."

"Yes."

"Don't just stare at it, here's another one to look at together." Wei Youzhen picked up the same document and handed it to Zhuo Yi.

"Mom, Youmi and I can just read one book." As she spoke, she moved closer to the booklet that Xia Youmi was looking at.

"what ever."

Ms. Wei rolled her eyes gracefully. This son of hers really doesn't know how to put on airs in front of his own family.

Even her husband, Zhuo Gao, couldn't shake his habit of putting on airs.

As for the youngest son, he was the other extreme of being irresponsible and carefree, and even boasted that that was cool and had the aura of a king.

She really spoiled the whole family; the only one who was somewhat to her liking was Xia Youmi.

Unfortunately, there are disagreements about worldly tasks.

Wei Youzhen made this choice from the perspective of someone who has been through it all, considering the current situation and future development direction. She believes the losses are not particularly unacceptable. Subsequent support, medical expenses, compensation, and rehabilitation will all be provided at the highest possible level.

But this daughter-in-law wasn't unwilling to sacrifice part of her body; she had a serious psychological problem.

Even the most capable Wei Youzhen couldn't handle this situation.

She watched the two people huddled together, talking about their backgrounds as guests, their atmosphere like that of students learning from each other. She felt both envious and wistful, wondering how adorable their angel would be.

I have endless thoughts, but I don't know where to direct them.

With a son like that, who knows how long it will take for him to mature?

“Yes, these are all members of the college’s board of directors.”

"It looks familiar."

"They have the qualifications; like their father, they have served for more than a decade."

"Oh?"