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Chapter 20

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    After breakfast, He Yuwen walked straight to the backyard.

    "Hoo~"

    A few fluttering leaves wobbled and landed on He Yuwen's shoulders. He reached out and caught a ginkgo leaf that was so yellow that he couldn't see it. It was as gentle and watery as catching a yellow butterfly.  It's late autumn again, he remembered that her favorite is winter, autumn is about to leave, winter will come soon

    The ginkgo tree in the backyard has been depressed to the point where there are only a few dead leaves left, and the peonies in the corner of the yard have long since died. The gust of wind made He Yuwen shiver.  I pulled it down and remembered something, then turned back and walked back to the front yard.

    He Yuwen found Uncle Wang and opened her sister He Yuzi's house with the key. She has been away from home for a long time, maybe three years. Although she has been away for so long, her house is cleaned every once in a while.  Put on some of her favorite jasmine fragrance, so the door is not dusty or musty when you open the door, but it is still the same as when she left home to study in the UK, clean and tidy, and there is a faint fragrance of jasmine.

    He walked in and looked thoughtfully at the dressing table in front of him, a guzheng, and a sandalwood carved bed that was still neatly laid out. Seeing these, he remembered his sister He Yuzi's pair  The smile is as gentle as the stars, the moon, the water, and the picturesque eyes

    Other than that girl, my sister is probably the most beautiful and gentle girl in his mind

    The more one thinks, the easier it is to be touched by the scene

    He opened his sister's closet carefully, and was caught in the eye by a long red coat. His hands stopped in mid-air for a long time without recovering.  Another girl in a long red dress with a smile appeared in his mind.  It took him a while to grab a few thick clothes, then locked the door and left.

    "Boom boom boom"

    When Mo Xiaoxiao was folding clothes in the room, there was a low knock on the door.

    "coming¡­¡­"

    "Squeak"

    "The weather is getting colder and winter is about to begin. Take these clothes and change them, and I'm here to inform you about something today. Pack up your things today and leave for Jiangyuan tomorrow morning."

    Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the indifferent expression in front of him. The serious He Yuwen knew that he was serious, but he was a little puzzled.

    "What are you going to Jiangyuan for? Is there any news about my mother?"

    Mo Xiaoxiao stared wide-eyed, like a child full of doubts.

    He Yuwen still had a cold look, glanced at her, and spit out a few words without any waves in a concise and concise manner.

    "No, maybe there will be when I go, let's prepare."

    After finishing speaking, he walked away without waiting for Mo Xiaoxiao to say anything.

    Looking at his distant and cold back, Mo Xiaoxiao was speechless.  I can only say a few words to myself.

    "What, no? Maybe there will be when I go! It always comes and goes in a hurry like a ghost"

    The next morning, Mo Xiaoxiao woke up early, and specially changed into a thin cotton sweater that He Yuwen sent yesterday.

    He Yuwen is still dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, with a straight figure, a pair of glasses that highlight his elegant temperament, and a sharp but serious face. Standing in the morning sun and saying goodbye to Mrs. He and Mr. He, it is like a painting  good.

    "Father and mother, I'm leaving now. Don't give it away. I will live up to your expectations. I hope mother will take care of her health. Father should not work too hard, and Yuhua should not be too indulgent. It's time for you to act like a  man."

    For the first time in so many days, Mo Xiaoxiao caught another expression on He Yuwen's face.  It is a kind of reluctance to say goodbye, a look of reluctance to parents.

    Saying goodbye to Mr. He and Mrs. He and He Yuhua with a hippie smile, the two of them, one tall, one short, and soft, had just walked in the morning light, and then left the busy city again, took a rickshaw, and walked for a short distance.

    No exchange, no communication, but a tacit understanding.

    Finally, it stopped outside a very prosperous and elegant gate.

    On both sides of the gate is a large white column, on which is a large "signboard" hanging horizontally, with a few big characters written on it like a rainbow, looking around, the green plants in the courtyard are neatly trimmed, and the freshness of the vegetation here  It seems to be longer than the outside, still green, and the air seems to be extraordinarily clear, with graceful flowers and trees, small pavilions, beautifully designed paths, illusory and fantastic rockeries, and gurgling water.  Fountains, white jade-colored pavilions

      "Jiangyuan Shuhua"

    He Yuwen stared at the big Bing, and couldn't help but read it out.

    Jiangyuan Shuhua is the largest college in Bizhou City, Jiangcheng. The students here are either rich or expensive, and they are all from families with some background.  After some ups and downs, several generations have been sent away. This Jiajiang Academy is very prosperous and splendid, and every inch of land is expensive. This is also a school that ordinary people cannot attend. The quality of teaching is also very strong. Some families sell their houses and land to send their children here.  This aristocratic school is not for the sake of being famous, but more for the purpose of giving children a little knowledge and making friends with backgrounds.

    "Come on, let's go in."

    Just as Mo Xiaoxiao was amazed at the beautiful design and grandeur of the Jiangyuan in front of him, He Yuwen said such a sentence calmly.

    "okay¡­!"

    Mo Xiaoxiao could only follow behind him idly, like a cute book boy in ancient times.

    After entering the gate and walking in the thriving campus like spring, Mo Xiaoxiao felt low self-esteem besides admiration.  The school was full of female students wearing the uniform "civilized new clothes" blue tops and dark black skirts, and male students in black clothes and pants.  They are in their prime, they are pure and charming, and Mo Ke is very envious.

    "Wow wow wow, look how that boy is so good-looking"

    "Wow, so handsome, so cold"

    "But who is the girl next to him, it's too incompatible"

    "Should we strike up a conversation in the past? It's so beautiful!"

    Along the way, Mo Xiaoxiao's ears were filled with the whispers and blatant screams of some nympho female students, but He Yuwen turned a deaf ear to it as if he hadn't heard it.

    Passing through the people coming and going, walking through the green trees, and walking into a room full of books and ink.

    "Boom boom boom"

    The door was not closed, but He Yuwen knocked on the door lightly, and tidied up his clothes.

    "Come in, the door is not locked"

    A loud and stern middle-aged man's rough voice came from the door.

    "Squeak"

    The door was gently pushed open, and He Yuwen stood straight outside the door, behind him was a girl who was so thin that a gust of wind could blow her down.

    "Mr. Situ, long time no see"

    There was a faint smile on He Yuwen's face, it was a polite smile, his tone was calm and emotionless.

    Even such a half-smile face is very elegant.

    "Hahaha, it turns out that the young master of the He family has a gentle language, don't come here without any problems, don't come here without any problems, I hope you will come haha, how is my father recently?"

    The man with a big belly and greasy face in front of him is Situ She, the principal of Jiangyuan Academy. He wears a wide hat and has a few wisps of beard. When he smiles, his irregular and yellow teeth make him look really greasy.  .

    "Thanks to Mr. Situ, my father is very good."

    He Yu is gentle, polite and modest, making people feel very comfortable talking to him, and his sharp face adds a bit of unique temperament.

    "Hahaha, that's good. Come and sit down. I've been waiting for you for a long time. I'm very happy that you came today. It's a great honor for me, Situ She, that you can come to help me."

    "Mr. Situ has spoken too seriously, and the younger generation dare not take it on."

    "This is?"

    It was only then that Situ She noticed Mo Xiaoxiao who was at a loss, and asked with a puzzled expression.

    He Yuwen took a sip of tea, smiled slightly and said softly: "My personal assistant, Miss Mo Xiaoxiao."

    Situ She laughed again, and nodded again.

    "Not bad, not bad, she is a beauty."

    "Father, I heard that there are guests here?"

    Hear his voice before seeing him.

    Just as the three of them were talking happily, a young man pushed the door open and came in.

    "Yes, here comes a distinguished guest, come quickly, this is He Yuwen, the young master of the He family."

    "I heard that the young master of the He family is young, promising, quick-witted, and quick-witted. It's really not in vain to see him today. It's a pleasure to meet you."

    He Yuwen just smiled and nodded professionally.

    Situ She introduced the man in front of him to He Yuwen.

    "Yu Wen, this is Situ Huanyang, the dog, and a student of Jiang Yuan. I still need your advice in the future."

    He Yuwen is still as humble as Yang: "It's not about giving advice, it's about learning from each other."

    This Situ Huanyang is the eldest son and only child of Situ She, and his other daughter died early, so he also attaches great importance to this "only son".

    This Situ Huanyang is also young and promising, with a face completely different from his father's. Situ She's face is full of oil, with a big nose and a thick mouth with a pair of eyes. And this Situ Huanyang is handsome, just like He Yuwen.  The difference is that he is a eloquent and eloquent person with a brilliant tongue like a lotus, and he always treats people respectfully and decently.

    "Huanyang, take Yuwen's assistant, Ms. Mo, out to familiarize yourself with the environment first. Yuwen and I have something important to discuss. We will have lunch in the guest room later."

    "Okay, Miss Mo, let's go out first"

    Mo Xiaoxiao glanced at the unresponsive He Yuwen beside him, and followed Situ Huanyang, who was smiling and polite, out.

    ?Because everything is unknown, so the future is ethereal and graceful (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com)There is also a daughter who has died early, so she also attaches great importance to this "only child".

    This Situ Huanyang is also young and promising, with a face completely different from his father's. Situ She's face is full of oil, with a big nose and a thick mouth with a pair of eyes. And this Situ Huanyang is handsome, just like He Yuwen.  The difference is that he is a eloquent and eloquent person with a brilliant tongue like a lotus, and he always treats people respectfully and decently.

    "Huanyang, take Yuwen's assistant, Ms. Mo, out to familiarize yourself with the environment first. Yuwen and I have something important to discuss. We will have lunch in the guest room later."

    "Okay, Miss Mo, let's go out first"

    Mo Xiaoxiao glanced at the unresponsive He Yuwen beside him, and followed Situ Huanyang, who was smiling and polite, out.

    ?Because everything is unknown, the future is ethereal and graceful (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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