Why Go Far When What's Near Will Do
Zhang Yang strolled over and picked up a pen.
The high school girl temporarily assigned to sit at the long table looked up blankly at the senior who was so handsome he seemed to glow, still unable to process it.
"I sign here, right?" Zhang Yang looked around, then casually signed his name as if he were just joining in the fun.
For the school's centennial celebration, renowned alumni had come one after another, including scholars, entrepreneurs, celebrities, and the like.
In any case, Zhang Yang felt that he was nothing more than an utterly ordinary graduate.
After signing, Zhang Yang had nothing else to do, so he wandered around campus.
The teaching buildings were still the same, with endless classes every day and students flooding out during breaks.
The cafeteria and dormitories were the same too. Though generation after generation of students had changed, everything else seemed frozen in time, unchanged in the slightest.
After making a full circuit, Zhang Yang had originally planned to visit the cafeteria and relive the food from his high school days. But after thinking it over, he decided against it. After all, he already had plans for the evening.
He took out his phone and casually messaged Lin Jingmin, arranging a place to meet.
Then he leisurely headed out of the school.
How should he put it? It was like an old idealized crush. What was an idealized crush? It was the pinnacle of your taste back then. Years later, even if that person herself appeared before you, she still would not compare to who she had been in your memories.
The school was the same. It was better to leave the school from his memories in those memories.
Zhang Yang left with a carefree