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In August 1996, the first college student in Hujiacun left his hometown.
It was a muggy, rainy day. The village chief and secretary took her to the entrance of the village. She held an umbrella and got on a tricycle, bumping away amidst the roar of the engine.
Passing the path of Baishan, the tricycle stopped. She jumped out of the car and climbed the muddy hill alone.
The tombstones of Hu Yiqiang and Hu Fengjuan stand quietly in the drizzle. The name of their only daughter Hu Jiaying is engraved on the place where the person who set up the monument was.
She came to the tomb, put down her luggage and umbrella, slowly knelt down in the rain, lowered her body, and kowtowed three times.
The green mountains were shrouded in mist-like drizzle.
That year, she left her hometown and never came back.
There are often showers in x city in September.
On the day of registration for freshmen at A University, Hu Jiaying ran back to the dormitory from the cafeteria in the rain, brushing away the water drops on the cover of the new textbooks in her arms while walking through the dimly lit corridor. Stopped at the entrance of the stairs was a thin figure with a bulging luggage bag on his back. He was struggling to pick up a large suitcase with both hands, carefully lifting his feet and trying to move up the stairs. Her whole body had been soaked by the heavy rain, her long wet hair was draped over her shoulders, and her soaked blouse clung to her thin body. She suddenly started and sneezed.
Inadvertently looking up and seeing her, Hu Jiaying quickened her pace and stepped forward, "Want to help?" After saying that, she stretched out her hand, held the bottom of the suitcase, and tilted it up, supporting most of the weight.
The female student raised her head, revealing her oval face hidden by her hair. Her soft eyebrows were stunned for a moment, and she immediately realized what she was doing. She held up the top of the suitcase with her backhand, worked with her to lift the suitcase, and then smiled at her: "Thank you."
Hu Jiaying shook her head and carried the box upstairs with her.
"Classmate, are you also a freshman?" the female student asked her.
Nodding slightly, she raised the other hand holding the book and said, "This building is full of freshmen. I am from the School of Law and Politics, and my name is Hu Jiaying."
"I'm from the Department of Psychology, Qin Yan, female Kaiyan." The female student smiled with her eyes bent, "Is your name the good news?"
As they passed the corner on the second floor, a girl hurriedly collecting clothes in the corridor greeted Hu Jiaying. She just nodded and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but her eyes were very dark and there was no smile at all.
"They are all words next to the character Wang. Jia, Yingyu, Ying, which often appears in Buddhist scriptures, has a back nasal sound." She said, "But I can't always pronounce it correctly."
Looking sideways at her dark eyes, Qin Yan lowered her chin thoughtfully: "What a special name. By the way, which dormitory do you live in?"
Hu Jiaying turned her gaze and suddenly looked into her eyes, "Same as you, 518."
At that moment, Qin Yan clearly saw her smiling. The shallow smile, dyed in those deep pupils, was actually a little gentle.
"I saw your name on the dormitory director's list." She heard her say.
The night when the six girls in the same dormitory arrived, they had a meal together at a Sichuan restaurant.
"So we have three departments of history, two from the School of Law and Political Science, and one from the Department of Psychology." Li Linghuan, who came from the northeast, opened a bottle of Erguotou, her face flushed, her voice gradually became uncontrollable, and she turned towards Qin Yan in the blink of an eye. Looking over, "Hey, I see there are so few people in the psychology department. This major is not popular. Qin Yan, why do you want to study this?"
??Putting a piece of husband and wife lung slices into her bowl, Qin Yan lowered her eyes and smiled, "I have read some books on this before and found it very interesting, so I want to learn this."
"Oh, it's a hobby." Li Linghuan closed her mouth and burped, then looked at her roommate sitting opposite, "There are quite few people in the School of Law and Political Science. It seems to be a newly established school four years ago, right? Why do you two want to learn this?"
¡°My parents asked me to study politics, and I listened to them.¡±
"You don't have any opinions, third brother." She teased the other party, "Where are you, Xiao Hu?"
With her eyelids slightly raised, Hu Jiaying stretched the chopsticks in her hand towards the boiled fish fillets in the large basin of red soup.
"Someone told me that if there were no clear rules to restrain us, the world would be in chaos." She answered unhurriedly, and the movements of her hands were unhurried. "I have been thinking about it for a few years, and I think this The rules should be the law.¡±
Nodding in agreement, Li Linghuan said seriously with a straight face: "You are quite suitable to be a judge. You never smile. I think all judges are like this."
All the girls present laughed, and Hu Jiaying couldn't help but smile.
When Li Linghuan saw this, she laughed and slapped the table, "I laughed - I can still laugh!"
 Putting the hat on his head with his backhand, he nodded in response and put his hands into his trouser pockets habitually, "Are you Professor Zhang's student?"
Hu Jiaying also nodded, "My name is Hu Jiaying." She noticed the letter x in his police number, "You are a student of the police academy."
The other party raised the corners of his mouth, and a short smile appeared on his expressionless face from the beginning.
"Zhao Yichen." He told her his name.
Before Hu Jiaying could respond, there were rapid footsteps from the other end of the corridor.
"Jiaying Jiaying" The female student on duty at the front desk ran over in a panic, stopped and hugged Hu Jiaying's arm. She ignored the presence of outsiders and only asked her breathlessly: "Really, do you really want to bring that with you?" Who goes to the cafeteria to eat?"
Hu Jiaying looked at her, "Didn't he say he was going to the cafeteria to eat?"
"He is dressed like this" The girl looked embarrassed.
"We are all customers, there is nothing to be embarrassed about." After a moment of pause, Hu Jiaying sighed, "If you don't want to go, then I will go."
The girl then smiled broadly, hugged her arm and shook it coquettishly, "Thank you for your hard work, I'll stay and watch." After saying that, he was afraid that she would regret it, so he turned around and rushed into Lawyer Zhang's office.
Seeing her helplessly closing the door, Hu Jiaying turned around and was about to speak, when her eyes unexpectedly collided with Zhao Yichen's.
He still stood there quietly, his heavy eyes falling on her, as if he had never moved away from her.
It¡¯s not a malicious visit, nor a suspicious inspection. His expression was calm, and her backlit silhouette was reflected in his eyes, which were calm and focused.
Hu Jiaying's face felt hot. She was about to say something, but suddenly she had no idea.
In the end, I could only open my mouth, force myself to look into his eyes, and say goodbye dryly: "Sorry, I have to take the client to dinner first."
Zhao Yichen raised his hand and pulled the brim of his hat, smiling.
"See you."
Lowering her head and walking away from him, Hu Jiaying didn't look at him again.
She couldn¡¯t hear her own footsteps, she could only feel her heart beating like a drum in her chest.
Zhao Yichen. she thinks.
She remembered the name. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com