After going to work the next day, Xiao Jian found an excuse to ask Li Moxin for half a day off and took a taxi to this familiar campus.

Walking on the once familiar tree-lined path, Xiao Jian's heart was quite emotional, a few months ago, he was still a proud son of heaven here, high-spirited, and even a little arrogant.

I didn't expect to enter the society a few months later, and I was able to integrate into Jinghua City, and even had my own house. That's fate! It is said that people's fate is destined, and this sentence has arranged the path of life for everyone.

Since it was class time, the campus was very quiet, and I didn't meet a familiar teacher along the way.

The archive building is located in a corner of Jinghua University, in front of the building is the famous Mozi Lake, when Xiao Jian went to school, he often went to the lakeside to read books and review his homework. However, he rarely came later, because everyone else was paired in pairs, and he was the only one who was alone, alone, and a little out of place.

Xiao Jian had already called Teacher Dou Kunxing before taking a taxi, and knew that he was waiting for him, so he went straight upstairs.

Familiar with the road, Xiao Jian went up to the second floor, stopped in front of a door, and knocked on the door gently.

"It's Xiao Jian, right? Come in. ”

The door opened, and Dou Kunxing appeared in front of Xiao Jian's eyes with his arms outstretched.

"Teacher Dou, student Xiao Jian also asks for your forgiveness, I don't have a phone call for you when I leave." Xiao Jian and Dou Kunxing hugged each other very warmly.

"Hehe, you, you don't have to buy such good cigarettes to make amends, right? A month's salary is gone, right? When Xiao Jian came, he bought two high-quality Jinghua cigarettes from the supermarket and spent him more than 3,000 yuan.

"It's not a question of more money and less money, it's a piece of the student's heart." Xiao Jian is very sincere and respects Dou Kunxing, and when he went to school, he helped himself a lot.

"Tianlong Group is a large enterprise, and the treatment should not be bad, oh! By the way, Xiao Jian, what are you doing now? Dou Kunxing was busy pouring water for Xiao Jian.

"Mr. Dou, I'm driving for the president of the group now." Xiao Jian said.

"Yes, it's a little far from your major, alas! Now this society is incomprehensible, after graduating from Jinghua University, people who go home to raise pigs, sell meat, and do everything. Isn't this a waste of the country's educational resources! Dou Kunxing shook his head as he spoke.

Xiao Jian smiled: "To tell you the truth, even this job took a lot of effort to find, a few months ago, I almost slept on the streets, begging along the streets." ”

"Tsk! It's not easy, oh! Look at my brain, Xiao Jian, how did you remember to ask Li Zhongzhong about it? Dou Kunxing suddenly remembered Xiao Jian's purpose for coming to see him, and hurriedly asked.

Xiao Jian had already thought of the wording, and said with a smile: "Teacher Dou, don't you often tell me that you know that the other side will not be defeated in a hundred battles, I want to know more about President Li, so that I can have a better future in the future." ”

Dou Kunxing nodded, "I fully believe this, you have a smart brain, and you are handsome, oh, how do I feel that you are more temperamental than you were in school, are you having plastic surgery?" ”

Xiao Jian felt funny, how could Mr. Dou talk with a mallet in the east and a hammer in the west, plastic surgery? Do you still use plastic surgery? Unless it's ugly.

"Mr. Dou, are you telling me the story of President Li?" Xiao Jian hurriedly returned to the topic, for fear that Dou Kunxing would be far away.

"Hehe, you kid, in fact, I mean, I think Li Zhongzhong's appearance back then was no worse than you are now, and he was also a super hardcore handsome boy, and he was very talented, wrote very good poems, and published a lot of them in national publications, oh! His pen name is Forget Chen. Dou Kunxing said with a smile.

"There must be a lot of girls chasing him, right?" Xiao Jian asked.

"How is it a lot? It's quite a lot, not only from this school but also from other schools, and young women in society have written love letters to Li Zhongzhong, oh! We wouldn't be like now, first, girls weren't so bold and spicy, second, they didn't have mobile phones or computers, and they weren't as convenient as they are now, so they only had to write letters. Xiao Jian, every time the postman delivers a letter, Li Zhongzhong's letters account for the vast majority, and it is an exaggeration to say that there is as much as a pocket. That scene is really envious, jealous and hateful! Although Dou Kunxing is over half a hundred years old, he still has a longing look on his face when he thinks of the scene of that year.

"So who did he choose in the end?" Xiao Jian asked.

"It's a long time to talk about it, oh! Xiao Jian, you drink water, drink it and pour it yourself. I think that there was not only Li Zhongzhong in Jinghua University, but also a talented girl, named Xia Yuhe, such a beautiful girl, looking at today's film industry, no woman can compare with Xia Yuhe, that look, that temperament, I really don't dare to look up to her, I have never dared to look at her squarely, I am also a relatively handsome man, but I am really inferior. Dou Kunxing shook his head as he spoke, even a little embarrassed.

"Teacher Dou, don't go off-topic." Xiao Jian couldn't laugh or cry, this Teacher Dou ran away as he spoke.

"Hehe, you calm down, storytelling also brews love, you have to let me think about it, right?" Dou Kunxing was a little embarrassed, so he quickly picked up a cigarette and lit one.

However, Dou Kunxing's next narration brought Xiao Jian back to more than 20 years ago, and a poignant love story was staged......

Li Zhongzhong's family was well-off, and his father belonged to the kind of people who were among the first to get rich first, and the monthly living expenses mailed to him were in triple figures, which was a huge amount of money at the time.

President Li is very handsome, and he is willing to spend money to dress himself up, wearing a straight suit, shiny leather shoes, and I don't know how many pairs of beautiful eyes are secretly peeping at him every day.

But Li Zhongzhong is not a character like Jia Baoyu, he is very talented, his academic performance is also among the best in the class, he has only been in college for half a year, he has published a lot of poems one after another, and he is well-known in Jinghua University.

As the sun set, on the shore of Mozi Lake, Li Zhongzhong paced gently, sorting out the poems in his mind, and reciting words in his mouth.

Suddenly, Li Zhongzhong's mouth opened wide in surprise, and his eyes looked at the distance stupidly, as if he was stupid.

On a bluestone by Mozi Lake, there is a woman in white, the woman is looking at the book intently, looking from the side, the delicate nose, long eyelashes, a hair scattered on the shoulders, the afterglow of the setting sun is sprinkled on her body, fainting a circle of soft light, giving people a sense of tranquility and tranquility.

It's beautiful! Isn't this the goddess in my mind? At that moment, Li Zhongzhong had fallen in love with this unknown girl.

Li Zhongzhong walked over slowly, coughed deliberately, the girl was frightened, and looked back at Li Zhongzhong, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

The voice is very euphemistic and beautiful, like the cry of a nightingale, and the sound is exciting.

"Can you know your name?" Li Zhongzhong asked softly, for fear of disturbing the goddess in his heart.

"Xia Yuhe, what about you?" Xia Yuhe smiled, revealing two rows of good-looking teeth.

"Oh my God, you are the legendary talented girl of Jinghua University, senior sister Xia Yuhe!" Li Zhongzhong exclaimed, but his eyes were entangled in Xia Yuhe's eyes.