——The following chapters belong to the Twelve Banks of Power——

The old man said that it is predestined to eat as much as you want, and if the blessings you can enjoy are used up in advance, then there will be no more blessings to enjoy.

Therefore, An Xia left home when she was 16 years old, took the initiative to leave the family nicknamed the family of the financial emperor, and came to City A, and her identity suddenly changed from a noble daughter to a work-study student.

It's been three years.

An Xia is 19 years old and successfully admitted to B University in City A, and the moment she entered the university, the people of the same age as her around her were all full of vitality, with the most beautiful imagination of the future on their faces......

She stood alone in the middle of the crowd with a shoulder bag on her back, without the slightest smile.

Thinking about it, in the past, let alone the start of school, even if she went to school every week to report, her parents would personally send her to school.

An Xia glanced back, and no one came to see her off.

Of course there is no one left, she has left the house, her parents love her and treat her as their own, but she still says that she will leave if she leaves, who can blame her for doing it herself?

Anxia lifted the backpack on her shoulder and walked in alone, the phone in her pocket suddenly vibrate, she stopped and took out the phone.

It's a text message.

There are only a few words on it -

"He's gone to you."

The simple five words made An Xia's head blank in an instant, an indescribable panic enveloped her whole body, and the flow of people around her became the palest background.

She stood in the middle, looking at the dense crowd of people around her, and a sense of suffocation with no way out came to her.

Anxia was almost pushed forward by the new students behind, she really couldn't stand the noisy crowd, so she left against the crowd and walked to a towering building, there were no new students here, and it was very empty.

Anxia supported the wall and was finally able to take a breath.

A gray-haired old man wearing a white coat said to the young man next to him with a smile on his face, "Now everyone thinks that I can't even hold a scalpel when I'm old, let me be an idle professor in the medical school of University B, I didn't expect you to remember me as an old man and be willing to study by my side." ”

"Professor Zhu's previous surgical cases are all classics, and I really want to learn them all." The young man said humbly, his voice magnetic and clean, and every word was bitten like an announcement.

An Xia shuddered when she heard it.

She looked at the man, and it was a face that could be called peerless, a face that she couldn't forget.

Compared with three years ago, he was much taller, about 1.9 meters tall, intimidatingly tall, with long legs wrapped in black trousers, walking calmly, wearing a white shirt and a more casual student tie, which revealed that he was only 19 years old.

His short hair is neatly groomed, there is not a single hair to ruin his overall handsomeness, he is meticulous in any small detail, and it seems that it has not changed in the past three years.

He has an angular face, with a well-carved outline, deep sword eyebrows, his eyes follow his mother's, black and white, dark and deep pupils, wearing a pair of light-rimmed glasses, a straight nose, a pair of thin lips slightly pursed, as if smiling but not smiling.

Right Shore.

Not seen for three years.

Long time no see.

Anxia said in her heart.

Suddenly, Quan An suddenly turned his eyes to look at her, the lens slipped a touch of light, and the long legs that stepped forward stopped, and the group stopped.