The 14th day of the first lunar month.
Once Tang Yue's condition was confirmed to be stable enough to travel to Jing City, they prepared to depart.
"Mom, Dad, please take good care of Sister, I will definitely get into a university in Jing City," Tang Jun said as he looked at Tang Zhengde and Zhang Hualian with their large and small bags, and then at Tang Yue. He was truly reluctant to leave, but he couldn't bear to make them worry.
"I don't need to worry, with the three of them together, I surely won't starve."
Tang Jun tried his best to say words that would put them at ease.
"Xiao Jun, just go to the restaurant for meals, that way you don't have to get distracted by cooking," Tang Zhengde advised, looking at Tang Jun's face. Thinking that it might be several months before he saw him again, his heart also felt reluctant.
