Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

Close to the college entrance examination, just into the campus, you can feel the urgency of preparing for the eve of the war, teaching upstairs, hanging the struggle slogan of the college entrance examination, across the window, you can see the teacher's figure on the platform.

The car was stopped by the doorman at the school gate. Mu Yunze pushed the door open and came down from above.

After a few months, the old man recognized mu Yunze at the first sight, and said, "I'm sending things to my child again. I came here alone?"

Then he took a look into the car, and the old man obviously remembered to sing.

Mu Yunze pursed his lips and looked down. After a while, he said, "she didn't come today."

The old man didn't ask any more. He registered mu Yunze's license plate. When he put him in, he suddenly said, "the couple have quarreled."

Mu Yunze reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, "see?"

"Hey, they're all from here. I can see your expression." I know everything on my uncle's face. "There's no one who doesn't stumble when a couple is living. No one has a hot head. Don't worry too much when they don't choose what to say, especially in front of the children. How bad the influence is."

Mu Yunze didn't speak any more, thanks and went directly into the campus.

He looked for all the places he could find, and he didn't have much hope to come here, but he didn't want to miss any place where she might appear, so he could have peace of mind.

Gaoge is an art student. When he asked about the location of the art classroom, he went to find it.

This year, the examination of art major is over. Several classrooms upstairs are empty. Through the windows, you can see the plaster images used to sketch students, the picture boards placed in disorder, and the paint dripping from the ground.

This is where she used to live and study.

Standing here, he suddenly thought of Gaoge's encounter with him when he was 17 years old. The girl, who was very tall and developed very late, looked so thin, but had almost stubborn and honest heart.

It was probably the luckiest encounter of his life.

In two days, he had calmed down from his anger when he left singing.

She is a girl with a strong heart. When he was so bad to her, she could smile at each other. Now she is like a wounded animal, hiding herself in a dark corner and licking her wound. You can imagine how much damage Gaoge will be caused by the stick of dirge.

What she broke was not only her singing head, but also her broken heart.

The environment she lived in since childhood has shaped her present character. When she was injured, she would never seek comfort and shelter like other children. She is used to suffering and healing by herself, but she doesn't know that it is because of this that he will feel more distressed.

She can't learn to rely on a person, because in her more than 20 years of life, no one gives her the feeling that she can rely on, including him.

He stood outside the classroom for a long time, then left alone.

Ke MuQing waited at the school gate until mu Yunze came out and helped him open the door.

Mu Yunze waved his hand and said wearily, "go back, I'll walk alone."

Ke MuQing saw mu Yunze so frustrated for the first time. He thought that mu Yunze really loved Gao Ge to the core. Only with such love can he have such iron man tenderness.

He can't help but say, "Mr. mu, I'll take you back to rest. Ji Shao and Han Shao will take care of it. As long as his wife doesn't leave Haicheng, there should be news soon."

Gaoge can't get out of the market without his passport and ID card. In fact, from the perspective of Gaoge, he has a little understanding that he was beaten down by his own mother. In other words, he can't accept it. It's a psychological process. She must be given enough time. No one can help her or replace her.

"I can't sleep when I go back," Mu Yunze said faintly, "you go back to rest, you drive away, I'll go back by myself."

Seeing that persuasion didn't work, Ke MuQing said no more, said goodbye and drove away.

Mu Yunze took off his coat, picked it up and walked slowly along the sidewalk.

Although he looks a little embarrassed, he is still charming. Along the way, many people turn back frequently.

If in the past, this strange sight would make him very unhappy, but now, he has no time to manage.

Hongshi high school is a bit too far away. The flow of people around it is not as big as that of making trouble. Occasionally, a few cars pass by, and there is no reason why it is quiet.

The willows on the street are long and falling, and there are mottled shadows on the ground. In the afternoon, the sun is still hot, and there is a trace of irritability in the air. But when you see the green in your eyes, it makes you calm down.

Outside the front Youth Activity Center, there are several people sitting around, and among them, there is a girl drawing quietly.

She has long hair, high hair, white short sleeves and black sports pants. Her skin color is as white as jade and smooth as cream. She holds a paintbrush in her hand and paints carefully on the painting board supported by a tripod.

Mu Yunze just looked at it and was attracted by the hand. A strong emotion burst out in his chest and his fingers could not help clenching.

He just stares at her for half an hour, watching her give her a good painting to the modeling lady. After receiving the praise from the other party, he puts things away, puts them on his shoulder and leaves.

Mu Yunze clenched his fists and pursued him calmly.

Her pace is not fast, thin shoulders carrying such a large drawing board, let him always have the illusion that the drawing board will overwhelm her.

He didn't call her, so he chased her all the way, fast and slow.

She walked for about ten minutes, called a car at the intersection and got on.

Mu Yunze chased after her and watched the car stop in front of an old villa. She got out of the car, pushed open the rusty iron door and went in.

Mu Yunze stared at the iron gate for a long time before he remembered where it was.

This is Gao's former villa. Three years ago, Gao Jianming bought a villa in an aristocratic place in Jinshui District. After that, this small western style building was empty. It was originally intended to be sold. But the price has not been agreed, and Luo Huiying agreed that the price of the house in this area would rise, so she ran aground. Every few months, she would send someone here to clean it. He heard Gao Ge mention that she seems to have a different feeling for the house, probably because she grew up here.

He thought a lot about where she might go, but missed here.

A child with a disabled childhood, injured, will naturally run to her safe place, how did he not expect.

He stood outside the door for a long time, raised his hand and knocked.