When he was in the Department of Chinese at the University of Normal University, Shang Yiming studied hard and attentively in professional courses, he was diligent in thinking, rich in ideas, and always chased the teacher to ask various questions that he had studied by himself. The teachers who taught him in his professional classes liked him very much, and now, four or five years later, many of them can quickly reflect his question in their minds when their name is mentioned.

After White Snake pulled out the Adelson College medal from room 207 of the Holiday Inn, Shang Yiming managed to contact Mr. Liu, who was supervising his undergraduate thesis, saying that a relative in the United States wanted to donate a batch of books to the Chinese Department of Normal University. "It is mainly rare books scattered overseas, and there are also philosophical and literary theoretical works that have not been imported and translated in China. Ha, when are you not too busy? I haven't been able to see you since graduation......" hung up the phone, and Shang Yiming's guilt arose: as a student, no matter how sharp the question, he was straightforward to the teacher, and the teacher also answered straightforwardly, and the teacher and student were honest, but now, as "Dante", he had to use a lie with skill to "communicate feelings" with the teacher who had been promoted to the head of the department, and disguised that the purpose of visiting his alma mater was actually to obtain information.

Ancient books are what Director Zhang wants—for Director Zhang, who often walks around several antique goods markets in Beijing, the most valuable thing at the moment is ancient books, and the theoretical works in foreign languages are indeed sent by relatives from abroad, but this relative himself can never come back. Dante gritted his teeth, sealed them in boxes, and took a taxi to transport them to the university. "Oh, he originally planned to donate it to his alma mater, but he hasn't been abroad for a long time, and his alma mater can't find anyone he knows. Later, I told him that they were all donated to colleges and universities in the motherland anyway, so let's donate them to my alma mater......" Seeing his long-lost teacher, Shang Yiming was excited and did not dare to forget the mission of the group. He deliberately talked with Mr. Liu about the relatives who "donated books" to study abroad, and cut into the topic of exchanges between Normal University and foreign universities in a timely manner. Ms. Liu once went to Adelson College for exchange teaching, and Shang Yiming's earliest understanding of this foreign university came from her. This time, after a lively conversation between the master and the apprentice, he dug up more detailed information about Adelson College. Other teachers in Mr. Liu's office had also been there, and one of them, who had taught Shang Yiming, greeted him when he came in. He and Mr. Liu chatted for a long time, and they joined in the conversation when they were free. What the teachers saw and heard, synthesized Dante's interrogation of Neo? The footage quoted by Bay.

However, Shang Yiming is a good student, but he lacks experience with the opposite sex. He is only one year younger than Li Wei, but he has never even pulled a girl's hand, and he can't penetrate a woman's mind. Neo? Bay's experience at Adelson College, in fact, he guessed most of it wrong.

Neo? Bay's right leg was still oozing blood, and she had just escaped a short time before she tore her coat and bandaged it briefly, but the pain worsened with her staggering steps, and her thin clothing could not withstand the cold of the cold weather. The health center of the population was always out of sight, and when she looked back at Neo, who was far away from the dilapidated house where she was being held, she was exhausted? Bay sighed helplessly, and sat down on the dirty ground she usually stepped on.

She greedily breathed in the fresh air of the wilderness, gradually sorting out the details before and after losing her mind and revealing her kung fu, and the words that the Chinese young man who finally angered her before she kicked over the stool echoed in her ears: "I believe that Niobe turned into a stone statue, and still has a human heart, which is why he weeps day and night, and you are clothed in a shiny human skin, but your heart is colder and harder than iron, otherwise where would you have done such a dehumane and inhumane deed!"

At that moment, Neo? Bay didn't realize that she was dumbfounded, her blood was scolding, and the handsome face of the Chinese in front of her instantly turned into the same handsome face she hated for the first time outside the romantic woods of Adelson College more than thirty years ago.

That person was her classmate, born in the same year as her, also grew up in a single-parent family, and was also half North African immigrant ancestry. They were attracted to each other and admired each other early on. Then they had each other the French way and moved to a rented apartment near the school.

In Sinology class, she learned a Chinese idiom: Blessing is incomparable, and disaster is not a single line. And what happened next, she couldn't tell at first whether it was two catastrophes, or whether one could be counted as a blessing - she found out that he was an addict and had colluded with drug dealers who were active around the school, and that she was pregnant with the addict's child.

Expensive drugs drained her work-study savings. In order to satisfy his drug addiction in a timely manner, he simply participated in drug trafficking activities and helped drug dealers resell drugs into schools. Seeing that he had no remorse for his self-depravity, she was desperate and determined to leave her, not wanting him to force her to stay with her, but despite her pregnancy, he forcibly injected her with drugs! This cruel act was also the most effective trick for him - his lover was also entangled in drug addiction and had to continue to shrink in their love nest.

The Chinese teacher also said a Chinese proverb: "You can't hold fire in paper." The ghostly drug dealers who surrounded the campus were eventually uprooted by the police, and he was imprisoned. At that time, she was nearly ten months pregnant and was admitted to the hospital due to physical discomfort.

A baby boy with a face as handsome as his imprisoned father was born, but the doctor told her that the child's brain development had been severely impaired and that he would grow up incapable of normal intelligence and behavior. She was sobbing, knowing full well that it was all caused by the drugs she had inhaled. Before she could say sorry to her son, more brutal blows followed.

Because of drugs and pregnancy, her academic performance plummeted, she was absent from school, her credits were insufficient, and the frowning school decided to dissuade her from the school, believing that there were too many problems in her private life. Embarrassed to leave Adelson College, the first thing she needed to do was to quit drugs, but before she could contact the drug rehabilitation agency, several government officials in charge of social welfare came to the apartment where she was about to quit the rent. "Hello, we will make an assessment of your eligibility for support. At the time, she did not understand the significance of such an assessment, so she had to let them hold the document in their hands and go slowly. Two weeks later, they came to the door again with two ladies in white coats with big shoulders and waists, claiming that the complicated assessment was over. After a bunch of clichés about caring about the healthy growth of newborns as their duty, she was dumbfounded: because she was a long-time drug addict who had dropped out of school and had no job, they thought she could not be a responsible single mother and could not afford to raise her defective son. "I'm sorry. They said this dryly, and then dryly announced that the child's father was serving a prison sentence, the grandfather lived abroad, and the grandmother was seriously ill and could not take care of herself, in short, the immediate family could not ensure the child's healthy growth, so they had to hand her son over to a social welfare institution to raise in accordance with the law, and at the same time immediately arrange systematic drug treatment for her.

No, no!Neo? Unwilling to retrace the separation from his own son, Bay tilted his head and found himself next to a garbage heap. "There is salvation!" she said happily in her mother tongue. She has been to China many times, and she knows that in some villages on the edge of big cities, villagers have a habit of dumping their household garbage in nearby open spaces. Since there is garbage here, it means that there is a village not far away, and the health center is probably there! The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, as if a steady stream of power was injected into her body, she stood up suddenly, and her right leg immediately suffered from a sharp pain in her heart.

"What's that?a roll of gauze?" Bay took a closer look, and it turned out to be an empty milk powder can. This is a formula milk powder with a high price, and the small print on the jar reads "Selected Australian milk source" and contains a certain nutritional ingredient...... But these Neo? Bay didn't see any of them, and what she noticed was a photo of a baby printed under the logo. She picked up the can of milk powder and almost pressed it to her eyes, only to see that it was a blonde baby, lying there, with a happy smile on her chubby little face full of innocence.

Regardless of the milk powder, the photo is indeed vividly captured, albeit blurry, Neo? The more Bay looked, the more she felt that the blonde baby was smiling at her, and even could hear his laughter, and felt that the doll was not lying on its stomach, but crawling, trying to climb out of the milk powder can......

"Hmph, garbage, sure enough, with garbage. The sneer was close at hand, but it wasn't from the smiling baby. Neo? Bay was startled, and turned her head to see a tall figure standing not far away, and by her voice and silhouette, she recognized it as the young man who was fighting in a ghost town with Mobilai and the others, but she couldn't see the anger on his face. "Just let you rot in the garbage!"