The wind has picked up and it's a bit cold.

Qiao Muyuan stood at the door, unable to leave for a while.

"Come here and change your shoes." He called her again.

Qiao Muyuan turned around and saw Ji Changmu standing at the door. The wind blew into the living room and he narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

"My bag is still under the tower."

"Come in and I'll get it for you."

Qiao Muyuan had something to ask for, so he had to follow him into the house and change into slippers.

Ji Changmu closed the door of the living room. Once the door was closed, the room became much warmer.

The living room has old-fashioned glazed wooden windows, and the trees outside the window are lush and lush. The furniture is almost all old mahogany furniture, which is natural and has a unique charm.

The house is quite nice, but deserted.

Qiao Muyuan knew that this man was used to loneliness and desertion, and he didn't care even if the manor was far away in the countryside.

Qiao Muyuan walked on the carpet wearing brand new and clean cotton slippers. She was no longer cold.

Ji Changmu handed her a towel: "Wipe your face, and I'll get your bag."

Without saying a word, the man took an umbrella and car keys and walked straight into the rain.

As soon as he left, Qiao Muyuan wiped his face and hands, walked casually on the carpet, and looked around the house.

The manor is an abandoned old manor. I don’t know when the last owner moved away, and I don’t know when Ji Changmu moved here. Maybe no one in the world knows that he is here. He came here quietly.

, having given up all those extraneous things, it is quite chic.

Qiao Muyuan pushed open the door to the balcony of the living room.

A gust of wind blew in my face, mixed with water vapor, and the ground and railings were soaked. Standing on the balcony, you could see the yard in front of the door.

The flowers and trees in the yard were in disarray, and it looked like they had not been repaired at all. The yard she quietly entered yesterday was the backyard. It was a pity that such a good place was full of desolation.

Qiao Muyuan was afraid of the cold and entered the living room again.

There were several books placed on the table. Qiao Muyuan picked them up and saw that they were several mathematics books.

Mathematics reading material? Why is Ji Changmu reading this kind of book? Or high school mathematics.

Isn't he making a living by giving tutoring lessons again?

It's not impossible. In such a rural area, there isn't much that Ji Changmu can do, so tutoring may be a suitable path for him.

Not long after, the car engine started to sound and Ji Changmu drove the car into the garage.

He retrieved her backpack for her, but unfortunately, it got wet from the rain: "Open the bag and see if anything important is wet. I'll help you dry it."

Qiao Muyuan dumped everything in her bag at once. Picture albums, textbooks, surveying and mapping tools... they were all wet. Everything else was fine. Her drawing books were all wet, and all her previous drawings were invalid.

Qiao Muyuan was very sad and choked up: "The design drafts are all gone... Ji Changmu, if it weren't for your horse running around, how could my drafts be gone... These are all the hard work I put into going to college. I spent

It’s been a long time…gone…”

The little girl squatted on the ground and looked at each page.

The picture album was soaked through, and all the design drafts could not be seen clearly.

Ji Changmu also squatted down. He silently packed the tools for her and wiped them with a dry cloth over and over again.

Hearing the little girl's cry, he apologized repeatedly: "Ariel was frightened today and accidentally ran rampant in the pasture. I apologize for him. I also know that I can't compensate you for these drawings. I will try my best to satisfy you whatever you want."

Ariel? He can also name horses.
Chapter completed!