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“… Jiang Li?” The name eventually tumbled out of Yun s.h.i.+s.h.i.+'s lips .
“Oh, my; oh, my . You still remember me! He he! No matter what, we were cla.s.smates once . I haven't seen you in so long . I truly didn't expect to meet you here!” Her cla.s.smate beamed warmly as she tightly clasped her hand .
Yun s.h.i.+s.h.i.+ tried to hide the awkwardness she felt inside her as she agreed along with a polite smile .
Jiang Li was her tablemate in her alma mater .
Usually, most long-seen cla.s.smates would be happy to meet each other again and might even break into tears of joy .
After all, they had shared four memorable years of their youth at the university .
Advertis.e.m.e.ntYun s.h.i.+s.h.i.+ was not particularly excited, however .
It was because she had no presence back then .
To be precise, she had always been negligible throughout her studying stint . Her relations.h.i.+p with her cla.s.smates was superficial at best and was limited to just a few perfunctory greetings and exchanges . Except for Xiao Xue, she could talk heart-to-heart to no other cla.s.smate .
She never had any other friends during her school years .
One probable reason was that she was a social recluse back then; she did not like interacting with people much and felt inept when holding a conversation with others . Her poor interpersonal skills prevented her from fostering a good rapport and enjoying school life with the rest of her cla.s.smates .
As for her cla.s.smates, they perceived her to be a proud girl that looked down on them .
She was not bothered by their opinion, though . They could think what they wanted for all she cared .
Once she graduated from the university, she closed that chapter in her life .
While her cla.s.smates were busy exchanging Weibo, WeChat, QQ, family address, and other contact details, she simply vanished into thin air the moment she received her diploma . She did not leave behind any communication channels for them to trace her; it was as if she had never existed in the cla.s.s from the start .
Cla.s.s reunions were never complete because of her non-appearance .
It was no wonder Jiang Xi was so excited to b.u.mp into her today .
After all, Yun s.h.i.+s.h.i.+ was a legendary beauty back in their university . She had naturally good looks and a charming style, and then rumors of her supposed schooling being interrupted due to an illegitimate child circulated around the campus . In short, she was thickly veiled in mystery, making her one of the myths in their school history!
Youyou quietly scrutinized the woman standing before them as he held an ice cream cone in his hand .
From their conversation, he could infer that she was his mother's university cla.s.smate . However, looking at her aged appearance, he almost presumed her to be in the 30s if it were not for him knowing his mother's age well .
The child could not be blamed for having such a presumption, though .
After graduating from university, Jiang Li had broken up with her then boyfriend . Following the break up, her parents hastily arranged a marriage partner for her, and now she was a mother of two .
She was able to regain her figure and looks after the first delivery, but her body proportion subtly changed as the sequala of her second delivery; hence, she currently looked much older as she stood beside Yun s.h.i.+s.h.i.+!
She was with her eldest daughter in this theme park to celebrate Children's Day . She told the little girl in her arms, “Qianqian, quickly say h.e.l.lo to aunty!”
“Aunty!” the little girl, about three or four years old, called out timidly . She was lovely and obedient .
Yun s.h.i.+s.h.i.+ neutrally replied, “Qianqian, good girl!”
Jiang Li was quickly attracted to the little lad standing beside her cla.s.smate . Looking surprised, she asked, “Oh, this boy looks adorable . Is he your son?”
“Eh, he's my son; we call him Youyou . ” She took her son's hand and gave him an instruction . “Youyou, hurry and greet aunty . ”