After retaking the college entrance examination, I immediately changed my choice

Chapter 112 Meeting Yang Shuyu Again

Zou Mengmeng was puzzled. They were clearly using the same sunscreen, and she even applied it more often than Su Ziyu every day. How come Su Ziyu's skin color didn't change at all after half a month?

Li Man and Sun Wenqing also became darker, but they were not as noisy as Zou Mengmeng. Although they were a little envious of Su Ziyu's physique that did not get tanned, they did not dwell on this topic.

Su Ziyu shrugged, a sly smile plastered on his face. "That's fine, I'll go first on my electric bike, and you guys can just walk slowly!"

"Ahhh~ bad guy, I'm going to scratch you to death!"

Upon hearing this, Zou Mengmeng immediately threw down the mirror, pounced on Su Ziyu and wanted to tickle her armpits.

However, Zou Mengmeng was petite and weak, and was easily subdued by Su Ziyu.

Su Ziyu narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold tone, "What did you just say?"

Zou Mengmeng was restrained by Su Ziyu with one hand. Seeing that Su Ziyu's other hand was resting next to her ticklish spot, Zou Mengmeng immediately gave in.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never do it again."

Riemann smiled with his eyes curved, and Sun Wenqing's mouth corners also curled up slightly.

After playing around for a while, everyone packed up and left the school together.

Sun Wenqing really didn't know if there were any good restaurants near the school before, but after she got home, she did some research and found out about all the restaurants near B University, so today she brought her roommates to this Shandong restaurant for dinner.

It was dinner time, and most of the tables in the hall were occupied, with only one table remaining empty.

However, Sun Wen had booked a private room early in the morning, so he was not worried about not having a seat.

The four of them followed the waiter to the private room. When Su Ziyu was about to enter the room, a child suddenly jumped out from the room next to her and rushed towards her.

Su Ziyu could have dodged it, but he resisted the urge and even helped the little boy.

The little boy had a chubby face and a pair of round, clear, and innocent eyes. When he saw a small handprint left by his greasy little hand on Su Ziyu's skirt, tears instantly welled up in his eyes.

"S-Sorry, sister. Xiaobao didn't mean it."

Several people who had already entered the box fell back when they heard the sound.

Zou Mengmeng asked curiously, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Why are you crying, kid?"

Su Ziyu shook her head and touched Xiaobao's chubby face. Her throat tightened unconsciously. "It's okay. I know Xiaobao didn't mean it."

"But you still have to be careful when you walk next time, otherwise you might fall."

The people in the next box heard the noise and a young woman came out. When she saw Xiaobao crying, she walked up anxiously and hugged Xiaobao in her arms.

After learning what happened, he apologized repeatedly.

Su Ziyu waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's just dirty, I can just wash it when I get home."

It’s not a big deal, Su Ziyu said, and then pushed Zou Mengmeng and the others into the box.

Zou Mengmeng was being pushed by Su Ziyu and kept looking behind her. "That child is so cute."

"It's just a little worse than me."

While saying this, Zou Mengmeng pinched the tip of her little finger and shook it.

Su Ziyu couldn't help but roll his eyes, and Li Man turned around and agreed, "Yes, yes, our Mengmeng is the cutest."

Sun Wenqing handed the menu on the table to Li Man, his expression softening slightly. "Take a look and see what you want to eat."

Riemann didn't bother to be polite with Sun Wenqing. He took the menu and started to look through it. Zou Mengmeng also came over to look at it with Riemann.

Su Ziyu put her bag on the chair, casually tied her loose hair into a low ponytail, then took out two individually wrapped wet wipes from her bag, said hello to the three people, and went out to find the bathroom.

She was wearing a white skirt today, so the greasy handprint was particularly obvious.

Su Ziyu wiped it in the bathroom with a wet wipe dipped in hand soap, wiping off most of the stains. There was nothing he could do about the rest, so he didn't intend to deal with it anymore.

"Su Ziyu?"

Su Ziyu looked up when he heard the voice and saw a familiar face in the mirror.

Su Ziyu turned around in surprise, a look of perfect surprise on his face, "Sister Shuyu, why are you here?"

Yang Shuyu forced a smile at Su Ziyu, walked to stand beside her, turned on the faucet and washed her hands.

"Someone in my family is sick, so I came here to see a doctor."

The last time Su Ziyu and Yang Shuyu met was because of Su Yang.

At that time, Yang Shuyu was wearing a white coat, with a focused and gentle expression, and it didn't make people feel uncomfortable to get along with her.

But now Yang Shuyu looked exhausted, and the sadness on her face could not be concealed, and her energy and spirit were much weaker.

It is conceivable that the family members Yang Shuyu mentioned must be very ill.

Su Ziyu and Yang Shuyu didn't have any personal connections, but at least they knew each other, so he casually expressed his concern.

"Who's sick, seriously?"

Yang Shuyu wiped the water off her hands and felt a dull headache when she thought about what had happened at home recently.

Originally, she shouldn't have told Su Ziyu, a stranger she wasn't very familiar with, about family matters, but she had been under too much pressure recently.

And because of her younger brother's situation, the whole family was worried, and she didn't want to mention it in front of her parents.

Yang Shuyu felt uncomfortable as she had been holding it in her heart.

Now that there was someone she knew but not very well, Yang Shuyu actually had the urge to tell her story.

"Hey, it's my little brother. He fell down the stairs and hit his head some time ago. He hasn't woken up yet."

The medical conditions in their small county were limited, and the doctors' skills could not compare with those in Kyoto, so after controlling Yang Jingzhou's injuries, the Yang family quickly transferred him to Kyoto People's Hospital.

Now a week has passed, but Yang Jingzhou shows no signs of waking up.

Mr. and Mrs. Yang have been looking very haggard these days. Mrs. Yang's eyes are swollen from crying and the swelling hasn't gone away.

The couple always felt that they owed too much to their youngest son. Now that Yang Jingzhou was lying unconscious and unable to move, they were even more heartbroken.

Su Ziyu was stunned when she heard this. She didn't know much about the youngest son of the Yang family. She only knew that his brain was damaged when he was a child, and his mental state had remained at that of a five or six-year-old all these years.

As for whether such a thing happened to Yang Jingzhou in his previous life, Su Ziyu didn't know.

Su Ziyu was silent for a moment before he spoke dryly to comfort her, "Sister Shuyu, don't worry too much. There are so many great doctors in Kyoto who can definitely cure your brother."

"Maybe when your brother wakes up, he'll be able to become a normal person?"

"Aren't there a lot of plots like this on TV?"