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Chapter 175: Chapter 175 Baby... Dreamed of You
Old Mr. Ji Weiyuan is a man of high integrity and pride, embodying some scholarly elegance, and rarely lowers his posture so actively toward anyone.
Moreover, the person he excitedly shook hands with and thanked was a girl nearly forty to fifty years younger than him, still attending high school.
"A young hero," clearly shows his sincere appreciation.
"Old Mr. Ji flatters me," Lu Sheng responded, gripping Ji Weiyuan’s hand earnestly, "I merely did what a Chinese person ought to do, it’s nothing special."
"Compared to me, who has a talent in combat strength, Ji Yan, who went to compete risking his life for the artifacts, truly deserves the most admiration."
Ji Weiyuan hadn’t expected such a young girl to speak and behave with a humility and steadiness beyond her years.
When praised and expressed gratitude by him, her first reaction was not to boast about herself but to mention her grandson’s patriotic zeal and dedication in front of him.
This naturally gave Ji Weiyuan a great fondness for the girl he had just met.
These days, capable yet humble and low-key children of this age are rare.
"Not at all," Ji Yan blushed, scratching his head, "Actually, I know that with my physique, I can hardly win any competition. Without you, how could the artifacts have been won back?"
"But..." Ji Yan looked at Lu Sheng, "When we met, you were wearing a panda mask the whole time. I couldn’t guess your age. I thought you were young, but I didn’t expect you to be so young, just attending senior high third year."
"You’re in your third year of high school this year?" Hearing this, Ji Weiyuan seemed to think of something, "Are you studying in a school in Jiang City?"
"Yes," Lu Sheng nodded.
Ji Weiyuan immediately asked Lu Sheng, "Do you have any plans on which university you want to attend in China?"
Ji Weiyuan is a distinguished professor in the Archaeology Department at Beijing University.
The archaeology department is among the least popular majors in various universities, not an exception even for Beijing University, the pinnacle of education in all of China.
Beijing University’s archaeology department barely has more than twenty students, and even fewer among these students are genuinely dedicated to the field of archaeology.
Each time he teaches, Ji Weiyuan feels disappointed, regretting that he hasn’t encountered a child who is both calm and hardworking to be his closed-door disciple.
So when Lu Sheng mentioned that she was reading senior third year, Ji Weiyuan immediately became interested.
Although he didn’t know the girl’s academic performance, just by her speech and conduct, he could tell that she was morally upright and fond of protecting cultural artifacts.
In archaeology and ancient cultural studies, one doesn’t need outstanding academic performance; avoiding arrogance and rashness, not pursuing fame and profit, and being stable and pragmatic are the most important traits.
In a while, the special recruitment of talented individuals at Beijing University will begin, and he happens to have a recommendation slot.
Such a good child, he must find a way to keep her by his side.
So Ji Weiyuan immediately asked Lu Sheng, "Child, would you like to study at Beijing University in the future?"
"I am a professor in the Archaeology Department at Beijing University, are you interested in the field of archaeology?"
Ji Weiyuan actually asked the girl if she wanted to study at Beijing University.
For the vast majority of Chinese students, Beijing University is an unattainable pinnacle institution, normally only accessible to the top scorers from each province.
Most people would nod without hesitation upon hearing such a question, yet Lu Sheng stood there thinking for a moment.
"Beijing University... indeed, it’s my dream university."
"But I am interested in many majors and fields, and I am not yet sure which one I want to study in university."
"Okay then." Not hearing a definite answer from the girl, Ji Weiyuan was obviously somewhat disappointed, but he also felt it was normal.
"Child, Xiao Yan and I came to Jiang City this time to inspect an ancient building in a small town nearby, and we’re probably setting out early tomorrow."
"How about this, we exchange contact information, and if you want to pursue a career in archaeology in the future, you can contact me anytime."
Saying this, Ji Weiyuan took out his phone.
Lu Sheng gave her number, Ji Yan dialed it with Old Mr. Ji’s phone, and then saved Lu Sheng’s number for him.
After some more pleasantries, Lu Sheng bid them farewell, and before nine o’clock, she was back at the Lu Family.
Speaking of Lu Sheng’s five older brothers.
Lu Jingyan is busy with work every day, Lu Siyan never uses Weibo. Although Lu Ziye is in the entertainment industry, he never follows any Weibo trending topics, and he can’t even remember his own Weibo account password.
As for Lu Youming and Lu Youye, who are the same age as Lu Sheng, Lu Youming has no interest in Weibo, and Lu Youye spends all day gaming and doesn’t even have the Weibo app on his phone.
Therefore, at tonight’s birthday banquet for Old Mr. Fu, while the internet was abuzz discussing Lu Sheng’s reveal of Panda’s identity, making it to the trending search, everything seemed normal and unchanged for the Lu family.
The eldest brother came over to ask if everything went smoothly for Lu Sheng that evening, and upon her nodding, Lu Jingyan told her to rest early.
There is a four-hour time difference between China and Suli. After taking a bath, Lu Sheng went to bed at ten o’clock, and it should be past two in the morning in Suli now.
About an hour ago, Li Muchen had sent a message that he was going to sleep, and by now, he should be deep in slumber.
Since meeting Li Muchen, this was the first time they had been separated by such distance.
Most of the time, simply by her saying she wanted to see him, Li Muchen would only reply with two words—"Wait for me."
Whenever she wanted to see him, he would always put aside whatever he was doing and rush to her side as quickly as possible to hold her and kiss her.
Now, having not seen him for three days and staring at the text on her phone screen, a feeling named longing had reached its peak inside Lu Sheng.
If she wanted to see him, then she shall go.
Humans always face various conditions that prevent them from doing whatever they want, but she was not human.
She was a demon, a powerful demon.
Whenever she wished, she could see her beloved.
After turning off the lights, the room was enveloped in darkness. Black Bean lazily cuddled in the bed next to her arm, breathing rhythmically.
Lu Sheng lifted her hand, and the rose ring embedded with a ruby on her ring finger flickered a dark red glow in the darkness.
At the same time, far across the ocean in the island country of Suli, in a hotel room—
The ring on Li Muchen’s ring finger, made of overlapping thornbird wings, also flickered a similar glow, although he hadn’t noticed it.
On the third day in Suli, his grandmother was still nowhere to be found, and Li Muchen had not relaxed nor rested properly these few days.
Despite the local police chief paying close attention, finding an elderly person who disappeared silently, with destroyed surveillance evidence, in a country of several million people was not something achievable in a day or two.
Where his grandmother was, who took her away, whether her illness would act up, and if it did, how much longer her body could withstand these repeated episodes...
These thoughts constantly occupied his mind, even in sleep, Li Muchen did not rest peacefully.
When Lu Sheng appeared in the room, she immediately saw Li Muchen on the bed, his brows slightly furrowed even with his eyes closed.
His face was still impeccably handsome.
His resolute eyebrows, high nose, and the sharply defined jawline. He didn’t have the softness as he did when he was with her, but instead, carried a tough and sharp aura.
Having not seen him for just a few days, he seemed to have lost some weight.
Lu Sheng watched him, feeling a pang of heartache, knowing that he must have not eaten or slept well these past few days.
She reached out to smooth the furrow in his brows.
However, before her fingertips could touch him, the always vigilant man suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment his eyes opened, a cold and dangerous light flashed through them, but upon clearly seeing who was by his bed, Li Muchen was utterly taken aback.
For a moment, he was lost in confusion, but seemed to quickly make a judgment.
"...Baby?"
He tentatively touched the girl’s hand. His eyes softened in an instant, and the love and tenderness seemed to overflow.
"... I dreamt of you."
