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Chapter 1050: A Mother's Worries About Her Son's Journey

The next morning, Jiang Rong got up at 5:30. Although she had prepared all of her son's luggage the night before, she was still worried and got up early to check it again.

Actually, she only had one suitcase, and she had already gone through it many times.

Huang Zemian couldn't stand it anymore: "Mom, it's just a few things. Even if something is missing, you can send it to me later, or I can buy it at school. Please don't open the box to check it anymore."

Jiang Rong scolded her son vehemently: "What do you know? Sending things doesn't take time, do you? How can you be sure that you can buy what you need near your school? There are only so many things in total. If you forget even one thing, you'll find it inconvenient. These are all things you use regularly."

Alright! Huang Zemian gave up. He couldn't reason with his mother, and he couldn't even reason with his father, Huang Dahai.

At 6:20, the mother and son finished breakfast. Jiang Rong personally drove her son to the airport. Before leaving, she checked everything again, mainly to make sure he hadn't forgotten his ID card, admission notice, and other documents.

Last night, while having dinner at my grandparents' house, I already told them and my two uncles that I didn't need them to bring me this morning. Besides, winter vacation starts in a few months, and we'll see each other again soon.

Upon arriving at the airport, Huang Zemin went to the check-in counter to obtain his boarding pass and check his luggage. He brought a suitcase and a backpack, carrying the backpack with him and checking the suitcase in, as the suitcase was too large to carry on.

Jiang Rong was waiting for her son in a tea bar inside the airport terminal.

Soon, Huang Zemian got his boarding pass smoothly. He walked towards the tea bar, intending to meet up with his mother and then let her go back, since she couldn't accompany him into the waiting hall.

Just then, he heard someone calling his name: "Huang Zemian!"

He turned around and looked in the direction of the voice. Cui Ya, who had called him yesterday, was smiling at him from not far away.

This made him feel a sweet feeling well up inside.

As the girl approached, he smiled and asked, "Cui Ya, when did you arrive?"

The newcomer looked at him with a smile: "Guess?"

Huang Zemian scratched his head sheepishly: "Hehe!"

He then looked around, as if searching for someone, which puzzled the girl: "What's wrong?"

"Oh, let me see if you came with other classmates."

The girl stomped her foot: "What? Nobody knows when you're leaving." Then she looked relieved: "Luckily, I called you yesterday."

"Hehe!" Huang Zemian chuckled.

"Huh? Why are you all alone? Didn't anyone from your family take you home?" Cui Ya then noticed that Huang Zemian was all alone.

Huang Zemian then pointed in the direction of the tea bar: "My mom came to see me off, and she's waiting for me at that tea bar over there. I was just about to go find her when I ran into you."

The girl nodded to indicate that she understood. She didn't say anything, and the two of them suddenly fell silent, unsure of what to say.

"you"

"you"

The two suddenly spoke at the same time, and both of them were embarrassed.

"You go first."

"You go first."

This time, the two were amused by their unison.

After laughing, Huang Zemian said, "You go first!"

The girl asked, "Will you call me?"

The meaning was quite obvious. Huang Zemian was still in a period of confusion and was somewhat at a loss when he heard these words, which were tantamount to a confession.

Seeing the girl's expectant look, Huang Zemin finally nodded: "I will, but I won't have many opportunities to make phone calls."

The girl smiled happily: "I know, you have military-style management."

Huang Zemian suddenly realized something: he didn't even know which university his female classmate had been admitted to.

He looked apologetic: "By the way, I haven't been back to school since the college entrance exam, and I haven't kept in touch with my classmates much, so I didn't know which university you got into. I'm sorry!"

The girl winked mischievously: "Can you guess?"

Huang Zemian honestly shook his head: "I can't guess!"

He knew a thing or two about the girl's abilities. She had achieved excellent results in the first, second, and third mock exams during her senior year of high school, so she must have done well in the college entrance exam as well. Moreover, he hadn't heard any rumors that she had failed the college entrance exam, so she must have been admitted. As for which university she applied to, there was no way to guess, since there were too many choices.

Unfortunately, the girl was tight-lipped and refused to tell him, only saying, "I'll tell you when you call me."

Huang Zemian could only say "good".

Just then, his phone rang. It was his mother, Jiang Rong, calling because he had taken too long to get his boarding pass, and she was a little worried.

"Mom, I've already gotten my boarding pass and I'm on my way to you."

Jiang Rong told him not to go to the tea house to find her, but to go directly to the security checkpoint, where the mother and son would meet.

Seeing this, the girl smiled and extended her hand: "Huang Zemian, we must part ways eventually. I'll see you off here. Don't forget to call me."

Huang Zemian's heart pounded. He shook hands with the girl and promised, "I will."

"Bye-Bye!"

"goodbye!"

The two said goodbye.

A few minutes later, Huang Zemian met his mother at the security checkpoint.

Are there many people exchanging boarding passes?

Huang Zemian nodded against his conscience: "It is a bit too much."

Jiang Rong suddenly noticed something: "Huh? Why is your face so red?" As she spoke, she even put her hand on her son's forehead to check his temperature, and of course, there was nothing wrong with it.

"Mom, I'm fine!" Huang Zemian gently pushed his mother's hand away.

Jiang Rong, unsuspecting, said, "It's alright! Hurry up and go through security. Call me after you're on the plane and after you land."

Huang Zemian nodded: "Okay, I know. I'll call you again when I get to school."

"Go on!" Jiang Rong suppressed her reluctance and urged her son to hurry into the waiting hall.

"Mom, I'm leaving now! Take care of yourself!" Huang Zemian turned around and went into the security checkpoint with her bag on her back.

After Huang Zemian had walked about ten meters inside, Jiang Rong called out loudly from behind, "Don't forget to call your dad!"

Huang Zemian didn't turn around, but raised one hand and waved it to indicate that he had heard.

Watching her son's departing figure, Jiang Rong couldn't help but shed tears.

There was nothing she could do. Her son had never left her since he was a child, but now he had left her, and he had chosen the same profession as his father. This meant that the mother and son would not see each other very often in the future.

That's why Jiang Rong was so reluctant to part with him. To put her son at ease, she held back her tears in front of him. Only when her son was no longer in front of her did she dare to cry.