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Chapter 337 " Huh ? " Madeleine couldn't follow his train of thought . " Bad ? How do you know ? Have you eaten there ? " " I just heard ! " Roderick's tone was a bit rushed , as if she'd stepped on his tail . " Anyway ... the food's not great . Harvard University is different , though . " Madeleine was even more baffled . " Roderick , are you okay ? Getting concerned about whether a university cafeteria is good or not ? This doesn't sound like you . Since when did you become a food critic ?

" Roderick was left speechless by Madeleine's barrage of Chapter 337 questions , his cheeks growing warm . Luckily , the afterglow of the sunset provided some cover . He quickened his pace , flustered and annoyed , putting some distance between them as he muttered , " I can't talk to someone as shortsighted as you ! Am I talking about the cafeteria ! " Madeleine watched his back as he got worked up for no reason , thinking he was being especially weird today . Wasn't he talking about the cafeteria ?

She finished her Mung Bean Popsicle in a couple of bites , jogged to catch up , and poked him in the back with the empty stick . " Hey ! Ricki , explain yourself . What does MIT's crappy cafeteria food have to do with me ? Do I pick a school based on its cafeteria ? " Roderick stopped abruptly , turned around , and almost bumped right into Madeleine . He looked down at Madeleine's flushed cheeks from her jog Chapter 337 and her clear eyes , which were utterly clueless , and a surge of nameless anger mixed with unspeakable frustration welled up inside him .

He took a deep breath , as if he'd made a huge decision , and said in a rush : " What I mean is ! Harvard ! Harvard is better than MIT in every way ! The faculty , the campus , and ... anyway , it's just better ! You ... can't you have some ambition ! " Madeleine was even more confused , blinking . " I know Harvard is better , but MIT is closer to home . Besides , Roderick , since when do you care so much about my future ? Aren't you supposed to be hoping I mess up ? " " I ... " Roderick was left speechless , his face turning beet red .

Finally , he almost gave up and growled , " Who cares about you ! Chapter 337 I'm just worried that if you go to a place like MIT , you'll embarrass me when people find out we were high school classmates ! " After saying that , as if he couldn't stand the conversation anymore , he practically fled in a panic , his steps so fast it was like a ghost was chasing him . Madeleine stood there , watching his stiff , uncoordinated retreat , and angrily threw the popsicle stick in her hand into a nearby trash can . " Ricki , you psycho , you egomaniac ! Who'd want to be your classmate anyway !

" She had no idea that beneath the boy's clumsy words , wrapped in disdain and provocation , was a wildly beating heart that wanted to get closer but had no idea how . When he said , " Harvard is better , " the subtext was , " I want to go to the same place as you ." When he complained that " MIT's cafeteria food sucks , " the subtext was , " I don't want you to have to put up with that . " When he worried about being " embarrassed by her , " the subtext Chapter 337 was , " I want your future to be connected to mine .

" However , to the straightforward Madeleine , all these convoluted feelings just sounded like Roderick's typical regional stereotyping and personal attacks . The setting sun stretched their shadows long , one stomping her foot in anger , the other fleeing in a blind panic . Teenage crushes are sometimes like that , using the sharpest words to express the softest feelings , only to end up with the complete opposite result , causing a series of comical misunderstandings . The moonlight outside the window shifted quietly , and the hospital room was silent .

Roderick's eyelashes fluttered a few times , and he slowly opened his eyes . The moment consciousness returned , a faint discomfort came from his stomach , but what was clearer was the warm touch on the back of his hand . He turned his head slightly and saw Madeleine asleep , slumped over the side of the bed , her cheek pressed against her arm . Her breathing was even and deep , and a few stray strands of Chapter 337 hair playfully fell across her forehead . One of her hands was still holding his tightly , her palm a little sticky with sweat , but even so , she wouldn't let go .

Roderick's heart was instantly filled with an indescribable warmth , and even the dull ache in his stomach seemed to lessen quite a bit . He was careful , making almost no sound , just tracing the lines of her sleeping face with his eyes , the corners of his mouth unconsciously turning up in an incredibly gentle smile . Madeleine , you must have been so scared . Maybe it was his intense gaze , or maybe it was just uncomfortable sleeping hunched over , but Madeleine let out a soft whimper , her eyelashes fluttering a few times as she groggily lifted her head !

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