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But if these three people are excluded, who would it be?It would be fine if it was an ordinary flower, but it was still Jasmine, and there was a card with an unknown meaning attached to it.

All of this made Su Deng smell a different smell. Seeing the teacher carrying the bag into the classroom, she stuffed the card into the flower, and then stuffed it all into the drawer.

"Hey, the drawer is so narrow, it will be crushed." Fan Yue said regretfully, she looked at the way the people around her gnawed on the bread indifferently, "It's really reckless."

This unexpected episode was quickly forgotten by Su Deng.

But on the second day of class, at the same position in the back row of the classroom, a handful of jasmine was still in the same position again like a ghost, and the delicate petals trembled in the breeze.

A cold sweat crept up his back in an instant, Su Deng paused in place, every class in the university was taught in a different classroom, how could that person know...

She walked over and opened the gilded card. There was still only one cursive English word on it, this time it was - "I".

Envy appeared on Fan Yue's face, and she moved closer to Su Deng, "It's so romantic, I guess there will be more tomorrow."

"Why?" Su Deng suddenly turned to look at her.

Fan Yue seemed to be taken aback, she came to her senses, pointed to the letters on the card and said: "Yesterday was You, today is I, tomorrow must be Love, I Love You." , "My God, who the hell came up with this method? It's simply too mysterious and romantic."

Holding the light blue wrapping paper tightly with his fingertips, Su Deng's expression became serious.

She doesn't like this feeling of letting others give and give, and she even hates anything beyond her control.

The flowers have already arrived, but people don't show up, it will only make her feel an obvious arrogance and contempt.It doesn't matter whether that person admires her or seeks novelty, but unfortunately, the way he chooses to send flowers is a huge mistake.

"For you." Su Deng stuffed the flower into Fan Yue's hand with a grim expression. Yesterday she gave it to Lu Yaoyao, but today she doesn't even want to take it back to the dormitory.

"Ah, this is not good, what's the matter with me taking it from someone else?" Fan Yue hesitated as the elegant fragrance of flowers hit his nostrils.

Su Deng took out the tablet from his bag, "Give it to me, it's my stuff, I can do whatever I want, of course, it's yours now, you don't have to throw it away if you don't want to."

As if she was afraid that she would snatch it back and throw it into the trash can, Fan Yue hurriedly hugged the flower, and joy finally appeared in her eyes, "I don't want to part with it."

Fortunately, in the next few days, Jasmine did not appear on Su Deng's table again.

She later went to check the school surveillance, but found that the takeaway brother put it on the table twice, and the clue to find out the person in the dark was cut off.

But this still provided Su Deng with a message, that is, the person who gave the flowers was most likely an outsider. If he was a student in the school, he would definitely buy flowers in advance and come the next day in person or ask a friend to deliver them. , so as to ensure that the flower is firmly placed in her place before eight o'clock.

However, this also created a new point of paradox. If it was someone outside the school, how did he know her usual habit of taking seats in class?

Time flies, and the bouquet has never appeared since the first two days of school, and this matter has gradually been left behind by Su Deng.

*
Mid-March, Saturday.

"Hi, are you here?"

Su Deng turned a corner, and when he was about to reach the school gate, he saw a familiar middle-aged man.

When she is not in class, she likes to go out of school to see art exhibitions, to see the scenery everywhere, to go shopping and have fun. Today is the same. She and Jiang Zhou made an appointment to visit Qianxue Peak, which was not possible due to various reasons.

And whenever Su Deng left school, she would often see this man, because he had a very similar refined temperament to Su Tanmo's in the early years, and she was deeply impressed by him.

The black eyebrows are raised up like swords, the eyes are like the Crescent Spring in the desert, clear and bottomless, the bridge of the nose is like a hook, and it is a pair of thin pale pink lips, which are partly combed to the big back of the hair on both sides It made him more temperamental.

He obviously has a very sharp face when he is not smiling, but when Su Deng looks at him, he always smiles politely, as if out of politeness. Emerging, the elegant temperament emerges spontaneously.

Today, he was wearing a dark overcoat, standing at the school gate where people come and go, as usual, he seemed to be waiting for someone.

After seeing Su Deng, he smiled warmly, Su Deng also nodded to him, and then, she heard a voice from the phone.

"Deng Deng, turn around, I'm behind you."

*
The sky is bleak, the mountains are high and the fog is thick, and it looks like it is covered with frost. A few big swallows flew across the top of the head with crisp cries, and walked through the dense forest of green trees and verdant vines in an instant.

Su Deng rubbed her arms with her hands, and her face felt a little cool. She was just about to reach out to check the rain, but suddenly a warm dress was draped over her shoulders.

The familiar cool breath entered her nose, she tightened her clothes, and continued to climb up the stone steps without looking back.

Today is Qingming, she was woken up by Hu's mother early in the morning, and then her family's driver drove her to Qianqiu Ridge to visit the grave.

It is said that businessmen believe in Fengshui the most, and the famous families in Luo'an City are no exception. The Lanyin Temple located on the main peak of Qianqiu Ridge is just a treasure land boasted by those Taoists. In the middle, there are mountains guarding it, like a group of officials visiting to worship, while the front is surrounded by water, which is flat like a bright hall.

Shuimu Tsinghua University is an excellent place to bury bones.

Therefore, all famous and surnamed families in Luo'an City buried their deceased relatives here, and this area is also a cemetery where every inch of land is expensive.

"I'm so tired, how long is it?" Cheng Xuexue held Su Deng's arm, panting.

Luo Shaokang followed her and asked her if she wanted water, Xuexue nodded slightly, and reached out to get the water bottle.

Su Deng supported his waist, looked into the distance, "It should be here soon."

There was a faint sound of the morning bell in her ears, and Lanyin Temple should not be far away. She looked back at the crowd behind her who were on their way, and the unhappiness in her heart eased a bit.

Fortunately, a group of unlucky people accompanied her to climb the mountain to the grave.

Their group included Gu Mo, Jiang Zhou, Jiang Zhou's cousin Zhou Xiaomian, and her friends Cheng Xuexue, Luo Shaokang, and Zhao Yingkai.

In addition to Su Deng, the seven people are all descendants of famous families, and they are very familiar with each other.

After Gu Mo handed over the clothes, he silently retreated to the back of the line. Jiang Zhou, who was at the back, saw this scene and couldn't help but clenched the coat he had just taken off.

Zhou Xiaomian who was next to him noticed his movement, snatched the coat with a smile, and put it on herself, "Brother, how do you know I'm cold."

Jiang Zhou came back to his senses and nodded at her, "Put on well, it will be colder on the top of the mountain."

Seeing Gu Mo come back, Zhao Yingkai bumped him on the shoulder, "I saw it when I went to your house last time, you know how to take care of others, how about it, are there usually many girls chasing after you?"