Chapter Twenty-Seven: Poetry, Wine, Vinegar and Tea
In people's lives, everyone longs for piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and hops.
But in the end, no one can escape firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.
In the second semester of the sophomore year, due to the delay of the epidemic, it passed very quickly, and the time of the junior year also passed quietly.
The meeting with Han Yaocian in Jiumen meant that Lin Yuyuan had drawn an end to the story of the past, some things were put down, and some things were picked up again. Since then, he and Wen Buregret have returned to their former vivid state.
Friends are offside, lovers are not full. Friendship is unwilling, love dare not.
However, Gong Yuhan, after Lin Yuyuan returned to Wen Buregret's side again, he gradually drew a line with the two of them, and no longer deliberately appeared in their lives.
What's more, one day in his junior year, he didn't tell anyone, so he quietly handled the suspension of school.
The news was officially released, and for personal reasons, he applied for a temporary leave of absence for one year. As for the reason, it is not even clear whether she regrets it or not, after all, before this, she has not seen him for more than a month, let alone what she has experienced and what happened.
Lin Yuyuan found a lot of contact information, but unfortunately, none of them worked.
In fact, if a person wants to deliberately hide in the Huaxia Kingdom, it is difficult for outsiders to find it. As for the school, they only knew about his application for suspension, but they did not know the reason and his current whereabouts, and only handled the temporary suspension for him.
Everything returns to the original point, and the story once again returns to the relationship between Wen Buregret and Lin Yuyuan.
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In the blink of an eye, it is the senior graduation season, and the entire University of South China is filled with a tense atmosphere. Some people are preparing for thesis defense, some people are preparing for internships, some people are reviewing for graduate school entrance examinations, some people are rushing to graduate, and everyone seems to be very busy.
Lin Yuyuan is no exception, although he is not interested in the postgraduate entrance examination, but the moment the employment pressure falls on him, he can't be idle.
The marketing profession covers a wide range of areas, and it sounds like finding a job is simple. But in fact, it is precisely because of the broad definition that the content they learn and know is extremely complex, but none of them can master the mastery of the craft.
At this tense juncture, an unfortunate news came, which directly disrupted his rhythm.
"Gong Yuhan, a student from our school, has been transferred to the judicial authorities for the crime of manslaughter. Now after research, it has been decided that our school will expel him from the school! ”
This is a notice published on the official website of the University of South China, and more than eighty percent of students have seen the news, and Lin Yuyuan is no exception. Even through Han Yaochan's relationship, he inquired about the authenticity of this news, but the result was not half false.
As for whether he regretted hearing it, when he saw the news, the whole person was stunned and fainted directly to the ground.
At the moment when she regained consciousness, she just cried vigorously, unwilling to accept this cruel truth. After all, it is difficult for anyone to accept, Gong Yuhan, who only applied for a leave of absence, and obviously only left for a year and a half, how could he be charged with murder?
In her heart, she may not have the place of Gong Yuhan, but it doesn't mean that she can't care about that young man.
In the past, she just chose to let go, but she didn't completely forget about it. After all, the boy's kindness to her is true, and she remembers the dedication and care of the year, which is different from love and tends to like.
Like a **, this news quickly spread in the University of South China, and in the hearts of many people, it caused waves.
As for Lin Yuyuan, what really shocked him was that on the fifth day after the message, he received a phone call. The place of belonging comes from the background, and there is a vicissitudes of voice on the other end of the phone, which sounds like an old man who is more than half a hundred years old.
"Hello, I'm Lin Yuyuan, who are you? Is there anything you want me to do? ”
"Hello, I called to visit suddenly, I do have something I want to talk to you about, about Gong Yuhan!" The old voice said in a deep voice, "By the way, please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Tan Lao, and I am from Kyoto... I don't know if you've heard of Pan Liangyuan? I am one of the ten directors of Pan Liangyuan! ”
Director Pan Liangyuan, as soon as this name came out, it made Lin Yuyuan gasp.
South China is indeed far away from Kyoto, but Pan Liangyuan is famous in the whole country of China for these three months. Especially during this period of time to find a job, he searched a lot of information on various consortium organizations, and it was obvious that this Pan Liangyuan was among them.
"Hello Tan Lao, about Yu Han? Can you elaborate on that? ”
"Hehe, this matter is very involved, and it can't be said clearly in a few words on the phone!" Tan Lao responded, "That's it, I just want to go to Jiangnan tomorrow, you pick a place, we will meet, and then explain the reason to you!" ”
"Okay, then tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, the Haikuo Teahouse in South China will be seen or dispersed!"
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The next day, in the Haikuo Teahouse, Lin Yuyuan had been sitting for an hour, waiting for the old man who called himself Tan Lao.
As a matter of common sense, he was in a critical period of job search, and he definitely shouldn't waste his time with a stranger. But it's about Gong Yuhan, but he can't turn a blind eye, after all, there was a sudden murder, and he also wanted to know what was going on.
As for the authenticity of Tan Lao's identity, there is no need to doubt it, Pan Liangyuan's official website has a photo of him, if you don't have the right number, you can leave with your sleeves up.
Just as he was thinking, two figures stepped into the door of the teahouse, one old and one young, and walked in the direction where he was.
The old man was on crutches, trembling, but his steps were very solid, and his body exuded a fierce aura. And beside him was a little girl, about a teenager in age, who looked very smart.
"Tan Lao, please... I'm really sorry to bother you to run it yourself! After confirming the visitor, Lin Yuyuan said respectfully.
"It's okay, Jiangnan Fengyue, there is a different flavor, I wanted to come and see it!" Tan Lao looked around for a moment, and then said with a smile, "Haikuo Teahouse? This place is good, the environment is exactly the same as the name, wide open and close, very spectacular! ”
"Tan Lao Mi praised, although it is the best teahouse in South China, but there is still a big gap with Kyoto, but there are some grievances of the predecessors!"
"Kyoto... Well, I also loved to drink tea when I was younger, and I liked to go to the Purple View Pavilion Tea House in Kyoto the most! Tan Lao said lightly, "But if you talk about the high and low, I don't praise it, Kyoto is prosperous, Jiangnan Shuiling, the characteristics of the two places are different!" ”
"Tan Lao, you have come all the way here, you definitely don't want to exchange tea topics with juniors, right?" Lin Yuyuan asked straight to the point, "Gong Yuhan is my friend, it's about him, and I ask my seniors to say it!" ”
"I had a relationship with him in Kyoto back then, and I recently heard that he killed someone, so I started to investigate him!" Tan Lao said sharply, "Interestingly, the person he killed by mistake is called Li Yamad. And this also made me realize that there is a hidden story behind the incident! ”