Alana did not lie to her father about Jamarion's busyness. Instead, it was quite normal.
She was busy, and Jamarion was even busier.
For scientific talents like them, more time was spent in the laboratory.
At first, Alana was worried that she would feel uncomfortable spending time with Jamarion, but later she found out that her worry was unnecessary.
Jamarion relaxed for a while at the beginning of the school year, but then he was constantly occupied.
He was either studying or in the lab, and sometimes he would go out of town with his tutor. Therefore, the two couldn't meet for several days.
Even more, sometimes Alana would feel a bit distressed when she saw how busy he was, so she would invite him home for a meal.
One night when they were having dinner together, Alana asked him with some confusion, "Why are you studying so diligently?"
By rights, Jamarion was new to the school and could easily get through it. Besides, he was from the special class for talented teenagers and was much younger than his peers, so he was excellent enough even if he didn't finish school in advance.
Jamarion gazed at her quietly and spoke his mind, "I want to finish my studies early and go back home with you."
She had left home a few years earlier than him, and she had no plans to go on to further studies at the Ph.D. level, and thus she could return home in another two years.
But he couldn't. Scientific researchers like him would still have to study for a few more years. So, he had to earn credits by desperately participating in his tutor's various research projects to earn credits and return home sooner.
The past three years of separation between them had been highly torturous for him, and he could not bear to continue with that. In particular, when she returned home and entered the business circle in a few years, she would be surrounded by numerous young talents, which made him feel a sense of crisis.
Alana was stunned at his words and smiled, "Calm down, we can't return home together anyway."
No matter how desperate and gifted he was, he couldn't finish his studies years ahead of schedule.
"Then I'll try to hasten back as well after you return home," Jamarion said stubbornly.
Alana shook his head somewhat helplessly, and then grinned, "OK, I am rooting for you."
It was so great to be young. Alana felt that he could always be energetic, and she could not even see any fatigue in his face even after days of busyness. Now she sometimes felt a bit overwhelmed when she stayed up late to write a paper, so she made her best effort to finish everything she had to do during the day to avoid staying up.
Thinking of that, Alana couldn't help but glance up at the young boy opposite her. She was three years older than him, and it looked like they were about the same age now, but would she look much older than him in the future?
As her mind wandered, Jamarion opposite her abruptly asked her, "What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing." Alana shook her head.
Jamarion didn't press her any further, and the two finished their meal in silence.
The days passed quickly, and two years later Alana successfully completed her studies and returned home. For Jamarion, his heart was full of sorrow.
Alana postponed her departure for a month to make Jamarion feel much better, but after that, she had to leave for fear that Julian would detect something.
Jamarion went to the airport to see her off. Looking into the Jamarion's affectionate eyes, Alana teased him, "I heard the Jenny in your class was wooing you, and she told others that she would definitely get you."
He was a bit exasperated, "Did you mention it on purpose?"
"Are you just hoping I'll fall for someone else and let you go?"
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