My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 1353

Sophia strolled around the campus on her own. It was still early, so she decided to walk around and explore the place. Her meal card had just been topped up with cash, so she was about to go to the cafeteria to grab a bite when a bicycle suddenly came to a halt beside her. Its rider had the Fletchers’ signature crew cut.

Without turning back, he parked the bike to one side and said, “Get on.”

Delighted to see him, Sophia mounted the bike while asking, “Nate, are you here for your classes too?”

Focused on riding his bike, Nathan answered, “Yeah.”

He had been raised in the manor since he was young and was taught by the best private tutors who provided him with the finest education. But, because Michael didn’t have time to look after him, he was distant and cold. Having refused to go to kindergarten, he began his studies at Bayside University when he was five years old after Michael donated a building.

Just like that, he had already been at Bayside University for ten years.

A few years ago, Sophia had brought him from the East Entrance to the South Entrance on her Yamaha bike. She had brought him to the cafeteria to grab a meal, held him while he performed a slam dunk, and even brought him to the cybercafé to play games. She had even brought him to eat kebabs and to the night market to play ring toss.

Those memories were filled with a riot of colors.

After all these years, he was now the one carrying her on his bicycle.

Sitting in the back seat, Sophia was smiling as brightly as the sun. As she enjoyed the early summer breeze, she caught a whiff of the fresh smell that had appeared in her dreams. Perhaps it was from one of the memories that she had lost.

Eyes, a shade of green, and the smell of books. No, something seems to be missing…

All of a sudden, she saw a bicycle catching up to them on the tree-lined path that was covered by overlapping greenery.

Warm sunlight shone down on the man, making him appear radiant. He seemed to emit a faint milky white halo and was as ethereal as a light feather. Every pore on his body was exuding the fresh aura of sunlight as if he was a God who had just descended into the mortal world from the heavens.

He looked like he was once clad in golden armor and divine clothing but was now dressed in a white shirt. The colorful clouds he used to step on had transformed into a rented ofo.

In Sophia’s eyes, he would always be the unparalleled deity who arrived on colorful clouds. He was her hero, and he belonged to her alone.

Michael chased them from behind, closing the distance between him and Sophia. She seemed to be able to glimpse the layer of sweat on his head rising, forming a faint fog.

“Michael!” Sophia called out.

Michael grinned, his eternally young face still full of vigor.

Sitting in front, Nathan glanced at Michael, who was catching up on his ofo, and scoffed. Oh, you old man.

He didn’t know what Sophia saw in this old man back then.

How nice would it have been if she had gotten with Claude instead!

With this thought in mind, Nathan pedaled harder. His bike was far ahead, and the gap between them widened.

Michael frowned. Brat! Now that your wings have hardened, not only do you want to fly, but you’re even trying to swat me away.

He exerted more strength and the two bicycles advanced together. Soon, they caught up to Harry, who was up front, as well as Stanley and Sean who were at the concession stand buying water and snacks.

“Hey, wait for us!” Stanley quickly threw the snacks and water into his basket before rushing to catch up.