Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 259 I'm the Boss of the Campus F4 (86)

Only He Qinglin remained stubbornly holding onto him, while the phone on the table next to them rang again, each ring seeming to pound on their eardrums.

"He Qinglin?" Zhao Zhao patted his back and reminded him.

"Zhaozhao, you will come back, won't you?"

Their eyes met, and Zhao Zhao was the first to look away. "Of course, I will come back to find you."

Thinking about the mission, he said with a smile, "Even if I'm not by your side, you'll still be my little brothers, and I'll still be your big brother. Little brothers must listen to their big brother..."

"You called yourself 'Big Brother,' we don't recognize it!" Evan felt bad and silently retorted from the side.

Zhao Zhao couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and continued, "You guys have to listen to me. After I leave, you can't fight, and you can't just cut ties and never see each other again. After all, you're supposed to be brothers for life."

"Do you understand?"

“It’s us.” After Zhao Zhao finished speaking, He Qinglin also let go of his hands that were holding him. “We will be brothers for life.” From the day Zhao Zhao saved him without hesitation, he had made up his mind about this.

"Okay." Zhao Zhao smiled, her eyes crinkling. As long as the main characters don't break up like in the story, it will be perfect.

The group opened the hotel room door, and the moment they opened it, their eyes met those of Yu Qianzhang and Yu Cixu, who were waiting outside.

"Zhao Zhao, let's go." Yu Cixu gently extended his hand to Zhao Zhao, his attitude leaving no room for doubt. Zhao Zhao smiled and said, "Okay."

Seeing this, Yu Qianzhang, who had been observing Zhaozhao the whole time, finally relaxed. "I thought you would refuse no matter what."

Zhao Zhao pouted, "It's not like I can leave the US just because I disagree."

"Hahaha..." Yu Qianzhang finally laughed. However, while some were happy, others were sad. Zhao Zhao took one last look at Ai Wen and He Qinglin, waved goodbye, and said, "Goodbye."

Looking at the arm waving at him, Evan seemed bewitched. He stared blankly, and even had the urge to rush up and grab him.

"Let go." It was He Qinglin beside him who pulled him back.

“We have no right to take him away from his family.” The happiness and joy Zhao Zhao shows when he is with his family is proof that they are willing to let him leave.

Not for any other reason than for his happiness and health.

……

High school life without Zhao Zhao would undoubtedly be dull and boring, but fortunately, there are still a few good brothers around who I can talk to occasionally.

When Ai Wen and He Qing were in their final year of high school, Song Zhixu had already graduated and gone abroad to study in the United States.

According to him, the local medical university is world-renowned, and he longs to attend it, but they all know very well that this kid has probably gone to find Zhao Zhao.

Encouraged by this, Ai Wen made great progress in his studies and reportedly wanted to get into a university in the United States. He Qinglin did not laugh at him, but instead often taught him how to do problems.

With the college entrance exam approaching, Ai Wen's enthusiasm for studying is getting higher and higher. After teaching Ai Wen another difficult problem today, He Qinglin rubbed his eyes wearily and said, "If you can't get into a university in the US, then have your dad send you there."

He was telling the truth, but Evan rolled his eyes at him. "Are you making fun of me?"

After roasting He Qinglin, Ai Wen habitually took out his phone to play a couple of games to relax, when suddenly he saw a new message...

"boom!"

He Qinglin glanced at Ai Wen, who had made the noise, frowned, and was about to speak when he saw Ai Wen, with a bump on his head, looking at him with shining eyes.

"Hahahaha! He Qinglin! Zhaozhao is coming back!!!"

The ink from the fountain pen smeared across the exam paper. He Qinglin was stunned for a moment, and the next second, the phone in Ai Wen's hand was snatched away.

Looking at He Qinglin's worthless appearance, Ai Wen raised an eyebrow, "Would I lie to you?"

Grabbing his collar, Evan dragged him outside, a smirk playing on his lips, and said, "Skip class, we're not going. Let's pick up Zhaozhao!"