Xi Lanting is back, and Yun Qiao has a family again.
She and Xi Lanting have no future, only the present, so every day may be the last day, and the two never settle old scores.
If old scores were settled, he would first want to kill Yun Qiao to vent his anger. After all, all the pain he was experiencing now was caused by Yun Qiao.
"In the face of long time, hatred has no meaning."
Xi Lanting told her this.
They were both enjoying themselves to the fullest.
Yun Qiao doted on him, but he tried hard not to be mean to Yun Qiao and said nice things every day.
This is difficult.
He is one of those people who never has a nice word to say when he opens his mouth. He is always mean and sarcastic.
With him by his side, Yun Qiao felt at ease.
Even if you occasionally think about the past, you will immediately shift your attention.
She started taking classes and studying seriously again.
She had no class on Wednesday afternoon, so Huang Qingshu approached her and asked her to get some information and write an article about current affairs. He wanted to help her publish it in the newspaper.
Yun Qiao has no interest in this, but he can't lose the teacher's face.
However, she met a young man in the teacher's office.
Young people cut their hair very short, wishing they could expose their scalp, but it is neither vicious nor ugly.
With such short hair, I always feel a bit fierce, but he looks very gentle.
He is dressed in ordinary clothes, but he is good-looking and has a very elegant temperament.
An alternative fusion of wildness and nobility - wildness and introversion, gentleness and elegance, no contradiction, and unusual.
Yun Qiao was deeply impressed.
"Hello, classmate."
He took the initiative to greet Yun Qiao.
Yun Qiao: "Hello."
"My name is Ying Han, a transfer student from the Chinese Department. I came here specifically to ask the teacher a few questions.
Classmate, are you the teacher’s disciple?”
he asked again.
Yun Qiao knew that the other party knew her.
She nodded: "Yes."
"Actually, our two families should have known each other a long time ago, but we never had the chance.
My father works at Fucheng Hospital."
Ying Han smiled.
When Yun Qiao heard the words "Fucheng Hospital", she first thought that it was a Japanese-owned hospital, and then thought that the director of Fucheng Hospital was related to Commander Chu.
"It turns out that the director of Fucheng Hospital is named Ying?"
She said, "I am ignorant."
"You are so busy that you didn't notice these trivial things."
As he spoke, his tone became more respectful.
After exchanging a few words, Ying Han took the information and left without lingering.
Huang Qingshu said: "This boy is a good man. He has visited my home twice. Your wife praised him repeatedly. Even Dongjun likes him very much."
Yun Qiao smiled and said: "Then I have to work harder to prevent my position in Master's heart from declining."
Huang Qingshu laughed.
The teacher and student joked for a while, and Huang Qingshu gave her the information.
"Practice your pen."
He said, "My disciples should also see the world."
Yun Qiao: "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you either."
Yun Qiao has always known how to make people happy by writing articles; Ding Zicong also told her how to make trouble by writing articles.
She is ready to go home.
At the school gate, Yun Qiao met Ying Han again.
The driver of the Ying family came to pick him up. Next to Ying Han was a young woman who was younger than him. The two looked very similar, so they should be brother and sister.
Yun Qiao ignored them and drove past them.
She wrote the article all night, and went to Huang Qingshu's office early the next morning, placed it on his desk, and left him a note, asking him to review it.
She rushed back to the Department of Western Medicine to attend classes.
The classmates were discussing something before class, but Yun Qiao didn't catch up. When she arrived, she had already rang the bell.
She sat down, but the teaching secretary came and brought a young girl with her.
It was the one Yun Qiao saw at the school gate yesterday.
Together with Ying Han.
"...This is the newly transferred classmate."
said the teaching secretary.
"My name is Ying Xue. Although I have never studied medicine, my father is the director of Fucheng Hospital, so I have some practical foundation.
The theory is weak, so please take more care of me."
The girl said.
It's chirping underneath.
Yun Qiao looked at Ying Xue; Ying Xue's eyes passed through the crowd and landed directly on Yun Qiao's face, and the two people's eyes collided.