Would He Become a Live-In Son-in-Law? (On the Road, Taking Leave for One Update, Will Make It Up Tomorrow)

At the beginning of every July, a group of young people always gathered on the platforms of Beijing Railway Station, weeping "without a shred of backbone" and shedding tear after tear like children unafraid of losing face.

Yet no one in the station mocked them, because they were college graduates saying farewell to their classmates. Once they parted on this journey, they might never meet again.

Li Ye was among those seeing people off. Seventeen students from his class had remained in Beijing this year, while more had no choice but to scatter once again like dandelion seeds, drifting in all directions to put down roots and grow somewhere else.

Some classmates had left as soon as they received their assignment papers, not even staying for the classmates' "graduation breakup dinner."

The classmates who remained would most likely have a good cry on the platform.

"Class monitor, Old Pu, Li Ye! Don't forget me, don't forget me! Sob, sob, sob~"

As the train slowly pulled away from the platform, several classmates withdrew behind the windows to wipe away their tears, unwilling to let Li Ye, Chen Xiaoling, and the others see their loneliness.

But He Dazhuang, who had always presented himself as a tough guy, stuck more than half his body out the train window and cried his heart out, repeatedly telling the classmates staying in Beijing not to forget him, their fellow student.

Even Li Ye, who had never been particularly fond of He Dazhuang, waved at him and offered him a polite bit of comfort.

It was not as though they bore the hatred of a murdered father or a stolen wife. At a time like this, there was no need to rub salt into his wounds.

When the train had gone quite far, another male student suddenly