It is the start of the school season again, and the route to Tsinghua University is seriously congested.

The freshmen who came to report came from all over the country. The freshmen reception desk was crowded with banners.

——【The Qing Dynasty is everyone’s, and the junior sister is ours.】

——【Love is like the blue sky and white clouds, clearing thousands of miles, and military training storm.】

——【Bring your bag, dreams set sail together.】

As youth passes through the bustling journey, what is wrapped in pain, but it becomes clearer as time goes by.

The freshmen from the Finance Department of Qinghai University were reporting everywhere, and there were two hot and sweaty men sitting, one tall and the other thin, with their ripped pants bigger than the other.

The thin one shouted to the student who was thrusting over to register: "Don't squeeze, everyone has a share."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the boy in the radio department in the next to him holding a loudspeaker: "The registration form is yours, and the seniors are yours."

The thin one rolled his eyes. He looked back and saw that nine out of the ten lined up here were boys. He couldn't help but complain: "When can I experience the happiness of being surrounded by beautiful sisters?"

Gao gave him the answer.

"When standing with the boss."

"That's right, the boss is the signboard of our department. Bah, the signboard of the school. You are always in the C position wherever you go. I'm so jealous. By the way, what about others? The department indicates that he will act as the storefront." The thin one then remembered and asked.

"He is too lazy to come to school. Do you think this kind of scene will happen?"

“…and right.”

The thin one is called Pengyu, and the tall one is called Programmer. The sun is scorching, and the freshman signs in and gets the dormitory keys, so he doesn't stay anymore.

The two of them looked at the endless stream of junior sisters in the radio department next to them, and they wanted to turn them all over.

"By the way, the school beauty asked me for the boss's contact information yesterday."

"Then did you give it?"

She looked shy and shy: "I gave it to myself shamelessly."

But after only a few seconds of shyness, he changed his face and hugged his head and howled: "But the school beauty said - no thank you."

"Hahahahahahahaha. It's embarrassing."

——

Shen Yan entered Qing Dynasty, and Jiang Yi's friends thought about it. When filling out their application form, they simply filled in a city.

It’s not to come out and have a party all the time, but to be worried about Shen Yan.

On that day, Jiang Yi asked Wu Zexi to come to the villa where Shen Yan lived.

The city where Qing Dynasty is located is not in City A, but Shen Yan also has real estate here. Jiang Yi often comes, but he doesn’t use a card and goes directly to the community.

Wu Zexi was carrying a large bag of snacks in his hand.

"Are you sure he's at home?"

"He doesn't go to the company now, where can he go on such a hot day?"

After entering the fingerprints of the two, they changed their shoes at the entrance.

The house is big, but it looks extremely empty. The layout is simple, gray and light and luxurious. It has no popularity.

"Brother Yan!" As soon as Jiang Yi entered, he went to the bedroom on the second floor to call someone.

Wu Zexi put the snacks and fruits in his hand into the refrigerator.

I just opened the refrigeration door, but I didn’t expect that there was a row of yogurt on it. I didn’t know that I thought the owner was doing wholesale.

Wu Zexi didn't know what to say for a moment.

What happened a year ago was a wound that everyone dared not touch.

But the dead left, and the living remained in vain and had to continue to live.

But they all knew that Shen Yan couldn't let go.

He obviously went to the scene of the car accident with his own eyes, checked the car accident video, watched the final DNA test report, and even saw the half-burned cell phone in the relics.

But Chen Yan did not come on the day of Li Shu's funeral.

Some people say that Li Shu is not important in Shen Yan's mind. He will not give up the last journey.

But Wu Zexi saw Chen Yan crying with his own eyes in the morgue.

You said, why do you say that a good person will disappear?

Later,

I don’t know when he started to deceive himself, but he firmly believed that Li Shuhui would come back, just like changing yogurt in the refrigerator every month, buying it and throwing it over and over again.

It seems that only in this way can one have expectations for life.

Wu Zexi lowered his eyes, then opened the drawer, and stuffed it into it.

Jiang Yi went upstairs and ran down again.

"Strange, where are people?"

Wu Zexi glanced at him: "Ask Wang Yu."

Wang Yu was a tutor outside, and he didn't find it strange when he received the call. In the past two years, they have been in frequent contact.

"Where is my dad?"

"How do I know?"

"Brother, you are at least in the same school! You have to observe his whereabouts at all times!"

Wang Yu clicked on the test paper and asked the students to do the wrong questions again. Then he stood at the window and covered his mouth and whispered.

"He is not my son, can I still put a phone watch on him?"

Jiang Yigang was thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

The next second I reacted and cursed directly.

"Damn it, I'm taking advantage of me."

——

Chen Yan actually went to City C.

After Meng Xianghong was fond of the bad news, she fell seriously ill. She kept not getting better after repeated failure. Chen Yan was worried that something would happen to her, so he hired someone to cook.

When he received the news early in the morning, Meng Xianghong fainted and entered the operating room. He bought a plane ticket without saying a word.

In the ward.

Meng Xianghong escaped from danger, wearing sick clothes, her eyes were chaotic, she lost a lot of weight, and her clothes seemed empty.

His eyes were sunken, and he looked out the bright window.

No longer as elegant and noble as ever.

She was dead: "Xiao Shen, thank you for your hard work again."

Chen Yan cut the apple and slowed down when he heard this.

The boy had long lost his youthfulness, his eyebrows and eyes were handsome, and his light brown pupils were so calm that they could not withstand any storm.

I will never see the rebellious and frivolousness of the past again.

After retracting, he looked at it with a noble and restrained look.

"I didn't take good care of you. When she comes back, she has to be angry with me again."

Meng Xianghong's eyes turned red when she heard this.

"Why do you have to?"

Meng Xianghong was grateful to the boy, gave Li Shu the purest feelings and took care of herself in every way. But she knew the most. Chen Yan actually had no obligation to do this.

She wanted to persuade Chen Yan.

Chen Yan is still young and has a long way to go.

But a pair of Chen Yan's clear eyes fell silent again.

Chen Yan cut the apples neatly and cut them neatly, and then ended in front of Meng Xianghong.

Meng Xianghong sighed: "Xiao Shen is so outstanding, you can try a new relationship."

She took the plate of fruit and put it aside.

She is not in good health and often hangs salt water, so there are many pinholes on the back of her hands. Her blood vessels are thin and she often gets in one needle and needs to be pierced again.

Chen Yan was very silent and calm.

Obviously, after living like this for two years, Meng Xianghong was also tired. She said a few words and was breathing.

"You go back, City C doesn't have to come again."

He suddenly smiled faintly, but what he said made Meng Xianghong feel conscious again.

He said: "I actually came on the day of the funeral."

His voice was very light, but what he said made Meng Xianghong stunned.
Chapter completed!