Because he was afraid that he would be too hasty and scare Xiang Xiaoyuan, Cheng Hao could only slow down and no longer mention the matter of getting married and meeting his parents.

But he couldn't hide like this, so he thought about Xiaoyuan for a long time, and he still went to Zhong Yuan to discuss.

The national examination engineer will start next week, and Zhong Yuan is now so busy reviewing that he doesn't even have time to eat. Xiang Xiaoyuan was embarrassed to disturb her, but still pushed the door in.

Zhong Yuan's hair was messily coiled with a chopstick, the astigmatism glasses that she hadn't worn for a long time drooped on the tip of her nose, she was holding a book in one hand and a baked cake in the other hand and was nibbling, seeing Xiaoyuan, she hurriedly put down the things in her hand and pulled the chopsticks down again, and tied her hair again with a rubber band.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

No matter when, Zhong Yuan should be the kind of person who is not chaotic and unhurried, so Zhong Yuan has an aura, and Zhong Yuan is the queen. It's the first time she's seen in such a mess by herself.

Xiang Xiaoyuan picked up the chopsticks and looked at them carefully, the ebony wood was inlaid with a hollow carved silver head, and the chopsticks tail was also carved with gluttonous patterns, at first glance, it was something that was only used by high-end restaurants or large households, and I don't know where Zhong Yuan got it to make a hairpin. She couldn't help but think of Brother Ni Kun, and couldn't help but think of the Red Mansion dish he brought her to eat, her heart trembled suddenly, and she put the chopsticks back in place.

Why didn't you learn dance this week?

Zhong Yuan blinked: It's over, Master Mu has left.

Xiang Xiaoyuan was surprised: Ah, left, when?

There are too many things that have happened during this time, and the days have passed in a blur, how can Master Mu send her off when he leaves him, why did he leave so quickly?

Zhong Yuan knew what she was thinking, so he opened the bookcase and took out a fan from inside.

This is the last thing Mr. Mu gave me, saying that it would be a souvenir. I'm her closed disciple.

Although it is only a short month, it is always a little reluctant to say.

Where did Master Mu go?Xiao Yuan couldn't help asking.

Zhong Yuan shook his head: I don't know, the teacher won't let me ask.

After that, she played with the big fan with some sadness. It was a silk fan for dancing, the pink silk on it was a little old, but the fan bones were still strong, with a faint beige, like the material of bone.

Xiang Xiaoyuan had no choice but to comfort her: Then you must jump down, don't live up to Master Mu's hard work.

Zhong Yuan nodded and smiled: Yes, Mr. Mu just said these three words in the end and jumped down.

After speaking, she picked up the fan, spun her body barefoot and danced in this small space, not to show anyone, but to be in a state of mind at this time.

Xiao Yuan looked at her silently, watching her dance like a butterfly, her limbs became lighter and her movements and eyes became more and more charming, and she was really like opening up when she was instructed by the master.

Watching her dance, Xiao Yuan felt that her heart was slowly calming down, the impetuousness in her heart turned into a feather and floated gently, and the world was quiet. She hummed softly, accompaniing Zhong Yuan's dance steps.

There are no gorgeous costumes, no dazzling stage, no accompaniment of silk and bamboo, and some are just a plain heart.

The laughter and tears in this small dormitory, those people and things, as if they were reproduced yesterday, came and disappeared one by one, and Xiaoyuan sang to tears.

Zhong Yuan, I'm going to Shenzhen. At the end of the dance, he said to Xiaoyuan.

Zhong Yuan looked back into her eyes, not knowing why she had decided to do so.

I'm going to Shenzhen, and I'll tell her in person that she has the right to know. I think I'd be happy to have at least one shoulder for her to lean on if she cried. I want to tell her in person that she has never loved the wrong person in her life!

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Cheng Hao drove out of the car wash room, and usually the car wash was handed over to his assistant to handle it, but now that he is at home, he has no power and power, and he has to do many things himself.

Thinking of his secretary, Cheng Hao couldn't help frowning, it was said that he should have come out a long time ago, but someone was making a ghost out of it, and this matter has not been solved until now.

The other party was coming for him, which showed that Lou Jie had no intention of giving up at all, and he felt more and more uneasy when he thought of this.

Xiang Xiaoyuan hadn't come over for three days, Cheng Hao felt the need to go and see her, now that his identity was justified, it was also necessary for him to let the people around her know more about his existence.

He was thinking about it, and before he knew it, the car had driven into a remote neighborhood.

Suddenly, several black cars without license plates rushed from the side of the road, forcing his car to stop in the middle of the road.

Before Cheng Hao could be surprised and angry, he saw the door of the car led by him open, and a familiar figure in a casual suit walked out of it.

Cheng Hao, it's not easy to see you. Lou Jie laughed and teased as he slowly took off his sunglasses.

Cheng Hao also got out of the car, dropped his sunglasses and asked: Lou Jie, what do you mean?

Lou Jie was not annoyed, but leaned over to pick up Cheng Hao's sunglasses. The sunglasses fell so hard that one lens was shattered. He looked at it and put the broken sunglasses in his pocket, still smiling kindly.

Cheng Hao was in no mood to pay attention to his small movements, obviously he was weak, but he still had a mocking disdain on his face, and looked at Lou Jie with white eyes.

Lou Jie motioned for his men to disperse and let them drive away Cheng Hao's car.

Looking at his car and leaving, Cheng Hao couldn't cry or laugh, it was definitely not to grab a car, I don't know what medicine Lou Jie sells in his gourd.

Lou Jie spread his hands to show honesty: I won't fight with you today, and I won't talk to you about business. Now it's just the two of us, you don't have to be nervous, I just want to ask you to go somewhere.

With that, he opened the passenger door and made a gesture of please.

Cheng Hao scoffed: Nervous?

He walked to Lou Jie's car very disdainfully, stretched out his hand and pulled open the back door and sat in, and then crossed Erlang's legs, acting casually.

Lou Jie ignored his arrogance, but turned back to the driver's seat to act as a driver.

The two didn't say anything all the way, Cheng Hao didn't ask him where he was going to take him, and Lou Jie didn't explain, so he drove silently.

Cheng Hao crossed his legs, habitually touched the handbag, and suddenly remembered that he had left the handbag in Lou Jie's car. Lou Jie knew what he was looking for, grabbed a box of cigarettes and threw it to him.

Smoke less, no one will be afraid of a long life, why look for death by yourself?

Cheng Hao smiled coldly, Lou Jie is really a human spirit, he knows what he wants to do as soon as he moves, as if he has eyes in the back of his head.

He lit a cigarette, lowered the window, and looked sideways.

The early autumn evening is still hot with the late summer heat, and the wind blowing in is a little scorching. The ginkgo trees on both sides of the road grow thickly, but the tips of the leaves are already yellow, and they are still stubbornly unwilling to fall with the wind when they are blown by the wind.

He seemed to be casually swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog, but his eyes were looking at the external environment, and somehow this road that should be unfamiliar became more and more familiar to his heart.

This is Cheng Hao's heart thumping with the pause of the wheels, as if he fell into a bottomless pit in an instant.

The car was parked in front of a small two-story building with a red brick façade, the walls were a little mottled and crawling with dark green creepers. At first glance, it is the architectural style of the fifties and sixties, with the embarrassment peculiar to the architecture of this period, it is impossible to say that it is new, and it is completely incomparable with the historical accumulation of this city.

Therefore, many buildings of this period have been demolished, and what can be left are only the few old family buildings in the compound of the institution.

Lou Jie got out of the car and opened the car door for him personally.

It's here, come down!

Cheng Hao slowly moved out of the seat, his eyes widened, and his breathing became uncontrollably short.

Cheng Hao just wanted to ask something, Lou Jie opened the trunk and took out two bags of high-grade supplements and stuffed them for him.

What are you? Are you going to call the door empty-handed? Lou Jie picked the corners of his mouth and teased Cheng Hao with a mocking tone, very happy to see him at a loss.

Lou Jie rang the doorbell with ease and waited.

Is it Xiaojie? A somewhat old voice asked, opening the door.

Seeing the face in the door, Cheng Hao suddenly felt a little dizzy, his breathing seemed to be choked, he opened his mouth but did not make any sound.

Are you Hao'er, right? The white-haired old man was already a little rickety, and her gaze crossed Lou Jie and stared at Cheng Hao's face.

Auntie, Cheng Hao and I have come to see you, what about uncle? Lou Jie smiled and naturally seemed to be back at home.

The old lady was very happy, and even the wrinkles on her lips at the corners of her eyes were smiling: Quick, come in!

She grabbed Lou Jie's hand and dragged the stunned Cheng Hao in.

At this time, Cheng Hao smiled awkwardly as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and handed over the gift.

The old man took the gift and put it aside, and dragged Cheng Hao to the sofa and sat down.

Lou Jie was very familiar with this place, and he naturally took the teacup handed by the maid and sat down at the coffee table with a loud voice.

The maid peeked at Cheng Hao, this man was very unfamiliar, but looking at the hostess's appearance was very familiar with him, this contrast made her curious, but she hurriedly stopped the gossip and turned back.

Are you okay?" Cheng Hao's forehead broke out in cold sweat, he could only ask this nonsense, but as soon as the words came out, he knew that he had asked the wrong question.

The old man smiled and did not answer, because there really was no answer.

Lou Jie hurriedly interjected: Auntie, you are really good, you still say that you are dazzled, how can you be?

The old man smiled: The appearance has not changed. Besides, I can recognize what this kid has become! After speaking, she touched Cheng Hao's hand and said lovingly: I haven't been to my aunt's house for a long time, right?

It's been ten years. When he said these three words, Cheng Hao suddenly felt a kind of hot mist in his eyes.

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