At the moment, the papers were piled up in 80% of the room, and there would be a gap about half a person wide between each pile. The height is about 1.4 meters, and the bottom is padded with a wooden frame to prevent moisture.

"It's all here, it's always been used to store these things. A bunch of them is a year, and a bunch of documents over there should be 2015. Come out and talk to me when you find it, and I'll come back and close the door. The staff walked out.

I was left alone to look at the pile of documents from 2015 that the staff had pointed to.

The lights were a little yellow, but I had no choice but to walk over.

Stooping down and picking up the first one in the pile, I looked at the documents with the year 2015 indeed.

The surrounding piles are from 2014 and 2016, and I picked them up and flipped through them one by one.

This is the entire class of 2015, and the departments are all piled together.

The Department of Computer Science is my only goal at the moment, and there are six categories of Computer Science and Technology in Wuhan University of Science and Technology.

In a few minutes, I searched for the entire classification of documents, because eighty percent of the students of Wuhan University of Science and Technology came to study this major.

I'm in class four, and when I found that stack, I started flipping through it like crazy.

I saw a lot of familiar names, and they seemed to be classmates.

I even looked up my name and wrote my home address and phone number clearly in the name field.

I pulled out my file and crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into my pocket, and the document with just three words below my file suddenly appeared in front of me.

It's none other than the huge sea.

His documents were a little yellowed at the moment, but he could still make out the handwriting on them.

I found out something, everything weird.

Panghai said that something happened at home and he wanted to go back, but at this moment, what was written in the family column of my Panghai was not his parents but his guardian.

Next to the three words guardian is a person named Dean Chen, with a phone number clearly written on it.

I thought a lot of things in my mind at once, the most of which was the huge sea, doesn't there be a home? So what did the huge sea do when I went home, but then I thought about why the sea didn't want to go home.

The guardians are all deans, and where is there a home for the sea.

And he has two thousand living expenses a month? I wondered if 2,000 was a grant?

I wrote down Dean Chen's number on my phone, stuffed the huge sea of documents into my pocket, got up and walked out.

I pushed the door open again, and the staff was watching the TV series on the computer.

I said, "Trouble, I found it." ”

"Okay, I'll close the door." The staff shouted.

I didn't wait for him to come over and walked towards the gate, I took out my mobile phone and dialed the number of Dean Chen.

After a long time, an old man picked it up.

"Hey, you're the one?" The old man said.

"Is it Dean Chen?" I said.

"Oh, I'm not Dean Chen anymore. It's been a few years since you retired, are you looking for Wuhan Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine? The old man said.

"You were the former director of Wuhan Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine? I'm here for you," I said.

"Don't look for a hospital? What are you looking for from me? The old man said.

"I'm sorry, do you know the person of the huge sea?" I said.

There was silence on the other side.

"I'm sorry, do you remember the huge sea?" I said again.

"Who are you from the Great Sea?" The old man said.

Instead, this sentence got me asked.

In a matter of seconds, many words went through my mind.