After Wen's mother arrived in London, she went to Wen Jing's school.
Wen Jing's school is located in the suburbs of London, only half an hour's drive away. It is an ancient town. The school is a private school run by the number one terrorist organization. It does not recruit students from outside. To be precise, it is a school that trains the number one terrorist organization.
A school for agents. After the children first learn weapons, killing techniques, and physical training on the agent island of the first terrorist organization, they will be sent to this school to receive three years of knowledge system learning, and then return to the agent island for testing.
There was no such school before. Later, because the knowledge school was too systematic and messy, and the school had to be targeted according to the personal situation of the agents, it required too many teachers. It was too inhumane to not have a normal life on the island all year round, so in
London hosted this school.
The teachers and administrators of this school apparently enjoy a normal life. To their friends, family, and even their wives or husbands, their profession is that of a teacher.
The school is a high school system with three grades and several classes in each grade. The students are divided into classes according to different tests. However, the things taught are actually systematic and professional. They are not what high school students learn at all. Just like electronic courses, they have been
It is considered a doctoral course. Even the students who have just joined here are already at the level of university graduates.
Wen Jing is in Class 1, Grade 3. She only takes courses for one year in this school and follows Ye Tianyu for the rest of the time. But every other week, she goes back to school to take a test and stay for two days. Ye Tianyu is really too busy.
, Wen Jing also went back to school to study when he didn't have time to take her. There were still her things in the dormitory, her textbooks, her clothes, and her notes.
These are all her relics.
Cheng Anya left Mother Wen alone. The dormitory was a single dormitory with a private space. Mother Wen looked at her daughter's belongings and burst into tears. There was a photo of Wen Jing on the desk. Surprisingly, it was Wen Jing and a watcher.
He looks like a very gentleman man. The two of them are very intimate. The man's hand is around her waist, but Wen Jing's expression is not very good. He is cold, as if he was forcefully forced to take the photo. The background is the Aegean Sea.
, they are on a cruise ship.
Mother Wen knew Ye Tianyu, and she also knew from Cheng Anya's cryptic words that Ye Tianyu and Wen Jing were lovers, so who was the man in the photo. Mother Wen was very sad. After Wen Jing passed away, no one seemed to have been here.
, and no one was cleaning it, but fortunately it was not dusty or messy. The bookshelf contained a lot of original documents on philosophy, electronics, and weapon design. Mother Wen flipped through them at will. They were all very difficult original documents that most people could not understand.
Can her daughter understand this kind of book?
In the closet, her clothes were all hung up nicely. Except for two sets of night clothes, the other clothes were very ordinary. Mother Wen couldn't stop crying. Among them, she forced Wen Jing to buy three sets of skirts.
Wen Jing said it was too fancy and she didn't like wearing it. She didn't even cut off the label. She bought it not long before the accident.
Mother Wen covered her lips and cried so hard that she couldn't help herself.
She sat in Wen Jing's dormitory for a long time until Cheng Anya came in.
Mother Wen said, "I want to take Xiaojing's things back."
Cheng Anya nodded, "Okay."
Cheng Anya had the box delivered and she wanted to help pack it, but Wen's mother insisted that she wanted to pack Wen Jing's things alone and take her daughter home alone, even if it was a relic.
If she couldn't bring back the body, she would always feel more at ease if she brought the relics back.
Cheng Anya didn't insist.
Clothes, textbooks, books, and even quilts are packed in.
When Wen's mother opened Wen Jing's drawer, she saw a pistol, which shocked her. She couldn't help but pick up the gun. There would be a gun in her daughter's drawer? This is a shocking thing for ordinary people.
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Mother Wen put the guns away in the drawer. There were many gun drawings on the desk. She could see that they were Wen Jing's notes. In addition, there was also a diary. Mother Wen held back her tears and opened it. The more she read, the sadder she became.
When she saw the last page, a trace of sadness and anger crept into her eyes.
She couldn't help but hold the diary in her arms, "Xiaojing..."
After packing up Wen Jing's belongings, Cheng Anya sent someone to take them to the apartment. The Ye family had many apartments in London, and they also lived in apartments, not hotels. Wen's mother looked pale and needed a good rest.
"Where's Tianyu, would you like me to meet Xiaojing?" Mother Wen asked, her voice hoarse and cold.
Cheng Anya said, "Ning Ning went to persuade him. Just wait for my news, okay?"
Mother Wen glanced at Cheng Anya, nodded, returned to the apartment and sat blankly until late at night. Seeing Cheng Anya's guilty eyes, Mother Wen seemed to know the result.
I have been unwilling to return Wen Jing for more than a year, how could I return it so easily?
"Does he love our little Jing very much?" Mother Wen asked, her tone still cold.
Cheng Anya nodded, "Yes."
"Then you tell him that Xiaojing has a diary, which is all about him. If he comes to see me and asks me to see Xiaojing, I will give it to him, otherwise I will burn it and he will never see it again." Wen
Her mother said that Cheng Anya was startled and looked at the woman sitting on the sofa with a cold and hard tone. In her impression, Mother Wen had always been gentle and modest. Such a Mother Wen was covered in thorns, etc.
To stab someone else.
This is maternal love and anger.
"Okay!" Cheng Anya said.
Half an hour later, Ye Tianyu showed up at the apartment. It took 40 minutes to drive from the headquarters, but he arrived in 30 minutes. He looked very embarrassed, with a bruised nose and swollen face, as if he had been beaten.
No one but Ye Ningyuan could beat Ye Tianyu like this.
Cheng Anya met Ye Tianyu. He walked over absentmindedly. He was as cold as a devil in the night. His black windbreaker looked sultry and the blood on the corners of his lips made him even more bloodthirsty. This was the first time she saw Ye Tianyu when she came to London. Perhaps
, met Ye Tianyu for the first time after the accident. Her grandson seemed to have completely changed. He was a completely different person, and she almost didn’t recognize him. Is this the humorous Tianyu she had seen more than a year ago?
She didn't recognize him at all.
She originally wanted to teach him a lesson, but when she saw Ye Tianyu like this, a cold feeling hit her heart. She couldn't say a word and watched Ye Tianyu approach like a ghost.
"Tianyu..." Cheng Anya spit out a name with difficulty in her throat, are you still our Tianyu?
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