Before, Yue Jiannan had never really stepped into the campus of Yizhong.
The reason was unclear; it might have been due to inferiority, or perhaps because Yu Yaxian always arranged their meeting places outside the school.
Therefore, it was his first time setting foot in this place during the three years.
But Yue Jiannan had long committed to memory the information about his wife's school and would often think of it while reading by the fish pond.
He didn't know if Yaxian was hungry or thirsty.
During classes, he wondered if she would daydream like he did when he was a child.
Yue Jiannan stood in front of the academic building waiting, reaching into his coat to touch the gloves he kept there.
There was still a quarter of an hour until the end of the last morning class.
Then, Yaxian would come down from this building and look up to see him.
Would she dive into his arms as usual?
But in school, it wouldn't be appropriate, so holding hands would suffice.