They leave for school for a prom.

When he arrived, it was still early, and the sky was still bright, Huo Niansheng accompanied Chen Wengang to hang out at school.

The campus is full of vegetation, and in winter, there are still many evergreen plants. Chen Wengang once took him to visit in the summer, and this time they passed by the exhibition hall of the art academy and went in to see that a new batch of students' works had been replaced.

It was as if history was repeating itself, and when I went out, I met Mu Qing again in the old place I went back to.

The students who were going to the dance in the evening were all wearing tuxedos and bow ties, which were easy to identify, and Chen Wengang asked, "Are you going to dance too?" Mu Qing glanced at him lightly: "What, can't I?" Chen Wengang smiled: "Yes, see you in the evening."

Mu Qing was still by his side, the diligent rich second-generation suitor, and he looked at Chen Wengang without saying anything. Then he glanced at Huo Niansheng again, maybe his heart was weak, Chen Wengang was not sure, afraid that he and Huo Niansheng would sue?

The academic committee's investigation of Chen Wengang is still ongoing, but his hard-tempered Professor Kong fights the Confucianism with his own strength, and with Professor Kong coming forward, Chen Wengang is not worried that he may be framed. So if he hadn't met it today, he would have almost forgotten about it.

After walking over, Huo Niansheng asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Wengang thought about it and told him about the report.

Huo Niansheng suddenly turned his head to look at it, his eyes were indifferent: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Chen Wengang is very calm in his recollection now: "Your life and death were unknown at that time, I almost just wanted to go with you, so I didn't care about anything else."

He laughed again: "But the professor has already stepped up to support me, and there is nothing to worry about. Don't be too ostentatious, it's not good for me to make a small thing big. Be careful of self-defeating, I am really a relation, I am afraid that the old gentleman will chase me out and beat me. "

Huo Nian kissed him: "Then let's talk about it later. If only you knew I was your back. When night fell, the school auditorium was decorated in gold and red, and Chen Wengang and Huo Niansheng appeared.

When I met classmates I knew who came to greet them, there was no shortage of curious people who looked at the well-dressed Huo Niansheng-

The students in attendance ranged from freshmen to seniors, and he looked like a dog among these fresh and innocent faces. Huo Niansheng was also looking at them, although everyone was dressed up ceremoniously, and as far as the eye could see, some people were still wearing sneakers under their trousers.

Not even all the participants can dance, so they have to come two hours early for a crash course organized by the student council.

He tucked into his trouser pocket

and watch them study on the edge of the dance floor.

At seven o'clock, melodious and soothing music sounded.

Chen Wengang walked over, and Huo Niansheng led him onto the dance floor.

Footsteps slide around on the floor, you chase me, you advance and I retreat, like a game that doesn't ask about the past.

Chen Wengang held his back, and Huo Niansheng asked with a smile: "Don't you like to show affection in school?"

Chen Wengang also laughed and clarified: "I just don't like to make out in a place where I study. But today is an exception, it is a happy day, everyone has the other half of the brought, and we are not too eye-catching to mix in. "

Huo Niansheng said: "I heard others say that men don't want to admit that they already belong to them, either they have a ghost in their hearts, or they have another spare tire."

Chen Wengang winked at him: "What do you think I'm in that situation?"

Huo Niansheng approached him: "If one day, you really like other people-" Chen Wengang stared at him, he paused, "I should have been generous and said to let you go, think about it carefully, it's not my nature to pretend to be a good person." I had to ......"

"Only" something was annihilated by the music, the crowd looked at each other, Chen Wengang smiled at him, his eyes were as bright as stars.

The dance lasted for more than two hours, and I didn't know who was pushing it at the end, and the music gradually turned into a fierce and energetic dance music.

Some of the students who couldn't keep up with the trip began to wriggle around, laughing at each other, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly high, and for a while, the demons danced happily in the field.

Chen Wengang sat on the sidelines to rest, only to see a message on his mobile phone, which was sent by Chen Xiangling, saying that he planned to go back to the cram school. Chen Wengang bowed his head and replied, Huo Niansheng was next to him, chatting with the students who came over to talk.

The student is curious about him - knowing that he is the other half of Chen Wengang, knowing that he is rich beyond imagination, this kind of wealthy figure seems to only live in the media, and it is the first time he has seen a real person in reality, Huo Niansheng can talk to anyone as long as he is willing.

Chen Wengang looked back and patted him, outside the glass blocked by the curtains, the red and blue light was magnificent. A few people saw it and whispered, "What's going on?"

A few students in the vicinity approached and looked out incomprehensibly. It seems that an ambulance came, and some people also said that they didn't know which college had a problem with the students - the academic pressure of the famous school was high, and in the first half of the year, there were doctoral students in the school who suddenly fell into a coma due to overwork.

Most of the rest were so immersed in the music that they didn't pay attention to the small commotion outside. Huo Niansheng also glanced up, and said to go out and take a look, Chen Wengang grabbed him: "Forget it."

Since the medical staff have come, it means that there is already one

The man was rescued, and soon, the ambulance left with a blinding light. *

The next day, Chen Wengang heard from his classmates that outside the auditorium of the New Year's ball, someone from outside the school broke in and injured someone. Huo Niansheng's expression on his face did not change when he heard the news, he only said that he knew and went out to take care of his Yueji. The next day, lawyer Zhu came to Jiangchao Street to bring a new situation - saying that the injured person was Mu Qing, and the person who hired the murderer was He Wanxin. Chen Wengang brought him tea and sat on the sofa by himself: "It's decided so soon?"

Lawyer Zhu has already been to the police station: "What hurts people is a gangster on the street, who wants to run away from the limelight to avoid the limelight, and really underestimates the current police system, and was arrested as soon as he arrived at the train station. According to his confession, it was this Miss He who gave him the target photo. "

Chen Wengang held the cup and couldn't think of any grudges between the two: "Actually, did he recognize the wrong person?"

"That's how it should be handled. After all, Mr. Mu looks more like you, and it's dark, so how could he have imagined that there would be someone similar. "

"She wanted to come at me in the first place."

"There is this possibility, anyway, no matter what, plus the previous evidence, she will definitely be prosecuted this time."

"Then he, I said Mu Qing," Chen Wengang frowned, "How is it now?"

"There's a line here, it's pretty deep." Zhu lawyer gestured to his face, "What she asked the suspect was to be disfigured."

The living room was a little cold for a while. Huo Niansheng walked over, sat on the armrest of the sofa on Chen Wengang's side, and touched his soft hair:

"Okay, don't think about it. I was with you the whole time yesterday, and I didn't have a chance to do anything if I really came to you. "

"Hmm." Chen Wengang held his hand, "I know."

Lawyer Zhu wanted to say something, but he noticed Huo Niansheng's gestured eyes, so he closed his mouth again, and the two got up and went outside the door to talk. Mu Qing was injured and hospitalized, and the news spread within the familiar range

, Zheng Bingyi, who is an uncle, went to the hospital to visit his nephew. Lin Bo and Zheng Baoqiu also went that day, bringing supplements and fruit baskets, and Chen Wengang followed behind them.

It stands to reason that he should come on this trip, after all, the other party is because of the unjustified disaster he suffered, but Chen Wengang didn't plan to go in, and Mu Qing probably wouldn't want to see him much. Until the nurse came out and said that the patient had seen him and asked him to go in.

At this time, Zheng Bingyi and the others had already left, and there were only two of them left in the ward.

Mu Qing's face was covered with a dressing, and the bandage was tightly wrapped, revealing only a pair of resentful eyes

。

He sarcastically said to Chen Wengang: "You are really lucky. You're always so lucky. ”

Chen Wengang poured a glass of water and put it down, which he couldn't answer. Instead, Mu Qing moved first and pointed to his face: "If you hurt the muscle tissue, it will leave a permanent scar. I asked the doctor and said that the scar can only be treated lightly, and it is impossible to recover as before.

He slapped the bed: "You're so proud! I heard! I'm a stab for you!"

Chen Wengang listened to him finish venting before leaving the ward, and basically didn't talk back. In this situation, it is not appropriate for him to say anything, it only seems to be a stone, not to mention that he does not want to quarrel with a depressed wounded, which is not necessary.

When he walked out of the ward, Chen Wengang met the rich second generation walking in with a bouquet of flowers.

However, I heard Zheng Baoqiu say that when they went to help Mu Qing be discharged from the hospital, he didn't come over to show up again, so he should have been divided. In the blink of an eye, all kinds of cases went hand in hand for two months.

Needless to say, under the cover of the nest, without the shade of the tree supported by his uncle, Wang Qiming was so proud before that he is embarrassed now. At the same time, both brothers and sisters of the He family are facing criminal charges. This kind of thing is naturally a huge gimmick for the media, whether the title is to write about the fierce group of He Jiazi's godsons, or whether he laments that the power of genes is too strong, it is up to reporters and editors to show their powers.

Huo Niansheng rarely mentions these at home.

He is like an irrelevant person who is completely out of the matter, and sometimes when he sees it on the news, he will only discuss a few words with Chen Wengang. But Mr. Chen would sometimes be seen talking on the phone in his study, his feet on his stilts on the table, his chair leaning back, and then casually burrowing back into the bed.

Chen Wengang gave him trust, except for the people and things he cared about, he didn't ask much about others.

There is also the prison of Second Uncle Huo, eighty percent of them are also seated, and after all kinds of turmoil, the foundation will naturally have to make some rectifications. All accounts must be audited and verified, and under this action, Huo Zhenfei conveyed his father's intention to wash the personnel along with the situation.

The staff around him changed back and forth, and Huo Lingchong finally submitted an application for resignation.

On the contrary, Chen Wengang still stayed here to work, and he was also promoted to replace Huo Lingchong to take over the letter of appointment of the secretary general of the foundation.

The foundation adjusted its strategic direction, and in order to bring back the corporate image, a new project was established a public welfare school for the blind, as well as a public welfare guide dog training base.

I couldn't bear to like dogs, so I agreed.

In fact, Huo Niansheng still has some whispers behind him

, smiled and asked: "What about me? What about the Foundation in my name? Won't you do it?" Chen Wengang smiled and held his face: "I have to focus on my studies in the past few years, and I will talk about graduation in the future." He kissed Huo Niansheng on the cheek, and Huo Niansheng left everything to him.

Now the two of them live on Jiangchao Street most of the time, and occasionally go back to the city center apartment to live. Every day at work, after work, and to and from school, the two cook together, take the extra to the neighbors, and then come back with a bowl of home-cooked food from someone else's house.

Compared with the previous days, Huo Niansheng's life has become low-key with the naked eye.

He seems to have stayed away from the media lens and the public eye overnight, rarely spending a lot of money at auctions, nor haunting nightclubs and bars, and only occasionally passing through the market with Xiangche and BMW, and every time he goes in and out with Chen Wengang.

In their spare time, they are more likely to go out and press the road, Chen Wengang likes to shuttle through the streets and alleys, and does not drive, but simply walks, and can walk for a day.

Huo Niansheng found that he was particularly fond of digging into the corners of the horns—there were wires and water pipes overhead, mottled bricks, potholed steps, and paths running through them, and the more complicated the terrain, the more he favored them, and once they had to pass through the living room of a house.

The four generations of the family lived in the same house, and after being accommodating, they actually agreed and gave Chen Wengang a fruit.

Chen Wengang chatted with the old people and children in the house, and took a photo of their whole family, young and old, and promised to send it back.

- This is a new hobby of his, Chen Wengang bought a second-hand Leica film machine, took it with him, he bought a lot of film, photographed the places he walked through, not only the scenes, there were always people in his photos.

He observes all kinds of people and takes them in the camera.

There are white-haired old women selling fish in the market, there are children who throw off their schoolbags and chase and beat them in mud pits after school, two men who are five big and three thick are jumping and arguing on the side of the street over trivial things, there are air-dried orange peel hands and all kinds of laughing and scolding expressions.

Recently, there was finally a photo of Huo Niansheng showing his face, which was a paparazzi photographing the two holding hands in the dock area.

The old wharf area is dilapidated for a long time, full of desolate abandoned houses, and it was cold rain that day, Chen Wengang and Huo Niansheng took shelter from the rain under the eaves, and it was inevitable that their hair and clothes were half wet, and they looked messy and embarrassed. The paparazzi posted it on his personal account with great interest, and it was not any official news, but just ridiculed whether the once suave Huo Gongzi was about to go bankrupt, and the poor couple mourned.

Of course, this paparazzi is dedicated to posting onion news, and most of the viewers just laughed.

In fact, that time, Chen Wengang took Huo Niansheng to find the place he had rented in his previous life.

> was found, but it was occupied by another old man who was scavenging, and Chen Wengang raised his camera outside and took a picture of the wall and window.

Halfway through the winter, the Spring Festival is coming, and the nanny and aunt came to help and cleaned the Chen family's old house inside and out.

Huo Niansheng was handling the New Year's goods in the kitchen as if he was in the kitchen, and Chen Wengang stayed in the study, listening to the sound of water in the courtyard outside.

When the picture of the docklands was washed out, he pressed it under the glass plate of his desk, and he spread the paper again, unscrewing the pen, and the tip of the pen paused on the paper. Huo Niansheng found out that he had been writing and drawing on paper recently, but Chen Wengang had never shown it to him.

The only thing left in Huo Niansheng's previous life was to seal the pen, Chen Wengang didn't care about his previous suspicions, he planned to write a love letter to Huo Niansheng.

Just smearing and smearing, after thinking about it for a long time, it was always unsatisfactory, and he clumped the paper into a ball, and he was embarrassed to palm it out anyway.

Huo Niansheng shouted outside, he cooked the sauce beef, and asked Chen Wengang to go out to taste it.

Chen Wengang responded, simply closed the pen again, and touched a book placed on the table when he got up. He stooped down to pick it up, the spine of the book slammed to the ground, and the pages were open on both sides: "I want you to know that you have always been the last dream of my soul."

Chen Wengang went out with a smile, and he hugged Huo Niansheng's waist from behind: "Don't move, I'm going to tell you a love word."