Murong Shu couldn't speak for a while, his mind was spinning, and he suddenly remembered something and said casually.

"Tomorrow I'm going to take a leave of absence and go back to school for the centennial celebration."

"Tomorrow is the centenary of Kyoto University? I didn't know, no one informed me. ”

Ling Miao burst into the mouth to say this, and immediately sensed that something was wrong, and sure enough, Murong Shu's always indifferent eyes were full of surprise.

Ling Miao knew that she had graduated from Beijing University, which was normal, but why would she say that she would notify her?

There's only one possibility!

"You're also a graduate of Kyoto University!" He said this in an affirmative tone, and a strange brilliance burst out of his eyes.

"That's right, it's a junior sister who is one year lower than you."

The two looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

Murong Shu felt that the relationship between the two people was closer.

Just looked at the person standing in front of him, and recalled it vigorously, and there was no information about Ling Miao.

"But I don't remember that there was a person like you in the school."

Although he didn't care much about things other than studying in school, if there was really a character like Ling Miao, he wouldn't be impressed.

"I was an ugly duckling at school, senior, you are the male god in everyone's hearts, how can you see me as a little weed?"

Ling Miao joked to herself.

"It's because I had a narrow social circle." At the beginning, Murong Shu was busy with work-study and other jobs to earn money because of his mother, and he really didn't have much time to pay attention to others.

The two skipped the topic and talked about the familiar campus, and then talked about the school's anniversary.

Ling Miao didn't receive the invitation, and was indignant, "It's too much, I didn't even receive the invitation." ”

Murong Shu smiled, "You've been so busy all day, how long has it been since you looked at your mailbox?" ”

"Yes."

After Ling Miao was released from home for training, she deliberately reduced her contact with her classmates, and was reminded by Murong Shu that she remembered the mailbox that she had been neglected for a long time.

Sure enough, being narrated by Murong, the invitation letter was lying quietly among the many emails waiting to be read.

She immediately decided to cancel all the arrangements for tomorrow.

After becoming rich overnight, her taste in clothing has changed dramatically, and she always feels that none of them are worthy of tomorrow's celebration when she rummages through her wardrobe.

What she said to Murong was not wrong, at that time in school, she was just an ordinary ugly duckling, an ordinary person who couldn't afford to use high-end cosmetics or wear branded clothes.

Naturally, she will meet a lot of classmates at the anniversary, and she doesn't want to lose face with her current value.

Looking at Murong Shu standing beside him, Banzheng's work clothes lowered his temperament.

She stretched out her hand to hold Murong Shu's arm, and Murong Shu rose with a small leap of joy to stabilize her mind, "Miss, what do you mean by this?" ”

"Come back to school with me tomorrow."

"Okay." Murong couldn't ask for it.

"Everything else is postponed, and the most important thing now is to prepare for tomorrow's celebration."

Fei Yuan watched Murong Shu and Ling Miao return to the room, and his unhappiness in his heart couldn't be too obvious.

He pretended to take a walk after dinner, and walked around the courtyard His eyes were always paying attention to the movements in Ling Miao's room.

The door finally opened, and he immediately turned around with his long legs and walked towards Ling Miao and them.

"Miao Miao, it's still early, let's talk about the script together?"

Ling Miao was no longer wearing the clothes she was wearing when she went in just now, Murong Shu thoughtfully helped her carry the limited-edition diamond-encrusted handbag, and took over, "Miss Ling has something to do when she goes out with me now, Mr. Fei can sort out the script by himself first." ”

Ling Miao nodded, and the hem of her skirt brushed Fei Yuan's trouser leg and staggered past him.

She was thinking about something.

Anniversary, what kind of gift should I give to my alma mater?

She has seen others send stones to their alma mater the most, and they all say that the campus is made of iron and the stones of flowing water.

What school motto stone, landscape stone, and meteorite, jade, let her hold the fast stone and send it back, the picture is too beautiful, she can't do it.

What she wants to give must be meaningful to herself, and she must be able to make others remember that she gave it, so think about it.

Murong Shu knew that she must be thinking about the anniversary, but Fei Yuan didn't know, he only felt that he was left out, and for a while he began to think crankily about what the two of them had done in the house.

When he returned to his room, he didn't turn on the light, and a moment later the corner of the room lit up with the smoke coming out.

Fei Yuan quietly thought about how to get along with Ling Miao in order to touch her heart.

Giving a gift?

Girls love gifts, but what should I give?

He is now a person who has no source of income and relies on Ling Miao to live, and it is a fool's dream to use money to smash it, how can he have a heart without spending money!

He was racking his brains here, and Ling Miao and Murong Shu over there were carefully choosing what to wear in the mall to return to their alma mater tomorrow.

The first thing they came to was the men's clothing store, this kind of luxury store clothes Murong Shu had never worn, and before he entered the store, he made it clear that he refused.

"Miss, my clothes are ready."

"How can you prepare it? Tomorrow you will show up with me, and my people can't disgrace me. ”

Just because she said the words "my person", Murong Shu followed in a daze.

Ling Miao only looks at the style, not the price, and the latest models are all pointed out by her, and the price is also the highest.

"This set, this set, that set for this gentleman to try one set each."

The waiter smiled with a standard professional smile, bared eight teeth, and respectfully, "The fitting room is here, please wait a moment." ”

After a short time, Murong Shu became Ling Miao's exclusive model, "The gray set is good, take two steps forward and turn around." ”

"It's a little dark, try the yellow again."

"It's too bright, change it again."

When he was in the villa, Murong Shu often wore a black suit, in order to make himself look more mature and more in line with his identity.

Ling Miao looked at the people who were changing different styles in front of her, and admired in her heart that good looks are capital, and any kind of clothes can be controlled.

The clerk worked hard to sell on the side, "The lady's eye is really good, you are looking at the latest models of our store, this man's figure and temperament match our style very well, these styles are different, suitable for different occasions." ”

The glasses in Ling Miao's hand shook, "These sets are all wrapped." ”

"Okay, wait a minute." The shopping guide's face full of collagen was full of smiles.

Murong Shu was startled when he heard this, and hurriedly walked over and refused, "Just this set on your body, don't want everything else." ”

The opposition was invalid, Ling Miao ignored his opinion, and walked over to the accessories, ties, belts are also details that cannot be ignored.

In the end, the two returned with a full load, and the shopping guide diligently delivered the things to her pink phantom, and when they returned, a group of people gathered around and chattered.