Chapter 566

As soon as the bell rang, Wan xiutong and Liu Bowen couldn't wait to rush out to see the list.

At this time, they were mixed in the crowd, listening to everyone talking about the math test paper.

"Hard! Too hard!"

"The last three major questions are all beyond the outline. It's lucky to pass?"

"It is said that 80% of them are below 70%, and only two of them are above 130, of which Jiang Fuyue has full marks! Can she be right if she gives her the century problem?"

"Don't say, it's really possible."

"Who wrote the math paper this time? It's too hard."

“……”

Wan xiutong asked Liu Bowen, "how much did you get?"

The latter's face turned black: "... Very bad, don't say it?"

"How much? I'll say mine first. Cough... 63 points."

Liu Bowen: "Oh, I'm still taller than you."

"How much higher?"

"Fifty cents."

Wan xiutong: "..." I suspect you are engaged in "fan Xue"!

"It is said that the title is for foreign aid. It seems to have a good background."

"Didn't our school teacher do it? No wonder he took it so..."

"When will the paper be issued? Hey hey, I want to borrow the full score test paper of moon god."

"Me too!"

"And me!"

"Line up, count off one by one, I 4."

“5。”

“6。”

“……”

At that time, the principal's office.

"Professor Ming, this is Jiang Fuyue's math test paper. Have a look."

The man is sitting in a wheelchair. His face is thin and his skin color is pale without sunshine all year round, but his back is tall and straight and his shoulder line is straight.

He took the test paper handed by the headmaster. His blue gray pupils moved slightly, and his eyes fell on the surface of the paper without any focus.

Zhong Hao timely handed over his glasses: "Professor..."

After wearing it, the familiar handwriting came into view, and Mingyu greedily stroked each number on it.

It's really her!

If you look at the handwriting alone, there may be coincidence. After all, the words are similar, but the logic and ideas of the last three major questions are unique and difficult to reproduce.

Just her!

Mingyu's hand holding the test paper began to tremble uncontrollably.

From the principal's point of view, you can see his suddenly tightened jaw line, and the original peaceful air field is also surging in an instant.

"Professor Ming..."

"President Hu, I'd like to meet... This classmate."

The headmaster was stunned.

"Is that ok?"

"When, of course!"

……

Class three, senior three.

"Jiang Jiang, you are the first again this time. That's great! The math test paper is so difficult that everyone doesn't do well. You still have full marks. How did you do it?"

Wan xiutong held his chin in one hand, stared at Jiang Fuyue with an obsessed face, and small stars appeared in his eyes.

Jiang Fuyue pointed to her head and started again: "rely on here, and here."

Head and heel.

Wan xiutong: "I have it, too. Why can't it be used by you?"

"Poof -" Liu Bowen couldn't help laughing, "maybe the factory configuration is different?"

Lin qiaosou turned around and stared at him: "don't say if you can't speak. It's terrible."

Liu Bowen: "

Wan xiutong smiled at Lin Qiao sweetly, and Lin Qiao winked at her.

Girls' friendship is so indestructible.

"Sister Yue, Miss Xu asked you to go to the office." a boy pulled the door frame and poked his head.

"OK." Jiang Fuyue got up and left the classroom.

When I saw Xu Jing, the latter said, "I'm not looking for you, it's the headmaster. I don't know what's specific. You'll know when you go. Do you want me to come with you?"

"No, I can."

Ten minutes later, outside the headmaster's office, he knocked——

"Please come in."

Jiang Fuyue pushed the door and entered. The first thing he saw was not the old headmaster, but the figure sitting in a wheelchair.

Hearing the sound, the other party didn't turn his head, so he couldn't see his face.

But Jiang Fuyue somehow felt familiar.

She walked quietly to the headmaster's desk. "Are you looking for me?"

"Ah? Yes. The monthly math test paper is very difficult. You still got a full score..."

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.

Called her because she got full marks?

"Actually, I want to see you." the man in the wheelchair suddenly said.

Jiang Fuyue looked back and saw his face. The next second, her pupils shrank and her eyes were shocked.

Ming Yu?

Why is he here?!

And... What's the matter with wheelchairs? There seems to be something wrong with your eyes, too?

"Headmaster," Ming Yu has got the answer he wants from the girl's expression. He raised his eyes and looked at Hu Yongwei through the lens, "can I talk to... Classmate Jiang alone?"

The headmaster was stunned.

Zhong Hao was not surprised.

Hu Yongwei did not answer immediately, but turned his eyes to Jiang Fuyue.

He fully respects the students' opinions.

If Jiang Fuyue doesn't want to, he will directly refuse Ming Yu.

But in fact, Jiang Fuyue nodded slightly and agreed.

The old headmaster and Zhong Hao left one after another, leaving space for them.

In the quiet room, the wall clock ticks.

Four eyes were opposite, and no one spoke.

I don't know how long later, the man took the lead in breaking the silence——

"I know it's you, bright moon." the definite tone and firm eyes suppressed ecstasy under calm.

He said, "I've confirmed that there's nothing wrong. Although your appearance has changed, your body shape has changed, and even... Your age has changed, I know you're back."

The gray pupil seemed to refocus under the refraction of tears.

The girl in front of him is his only focus.

What the eye wants, what the heart reads, what the soul leads, and what the life is.

He stretched out his trembling hand and looked forward to regaining her closeness and feeling her normal temperature at the moment.

Jiang Fuyue didn't move. His clear eyes looked at him. His mood was unspeakable.

Ming Yu kept her hand and stubbornly refused to take it back.

The two seemed to be in a stalemate.

One wants to go and the other doesn't come.

Finally——

A light sigh escaped from his lips. Jiang Fuyue came forward and gently held his hand: "Why are you doing this?"

The next second, he held it back: "did you admit it?"

Jiang Fuyue hooked her lips: "didn't you swear that you have confirmed it? What does it matter whether I admit it or not?"

"Of course! I'm sure it's my attitude; you admit it, it's your attitude."

It's about whether you want to recognize me or not.

"You......" Jiang Fuyue's eyes were puzzled. "It doesn't seem to be a surprise?"

A person who has died for 20 years, now standing in front of him alive, will normal people feel surprised and terrible?

He was unexpectedly calm.

Ming Yu can only say, "it was an accident."

But in the process of verification, the accident gradually calmed down and excitement took its place.

She was still alive - the idea supported him like a belief. He came from the northwest to linhuai.

For a moment, Ming Yu thought of flinching.

What if Lai Huai finds that it's not her and everything is his own wrong judgment?

God gave him hope. If the trip to the Huaihe River ruthlessly took it away, Ming Yu would rather never come!

After repeated entanglement and suffering, he finally came.

Fortunately, God treated him well.

At the moment when the girl pushed the door in, Mingyu's half hanging heart fell to the ground gently——

It's her!

"It's better for you to live than anything."

Jiang Fuyue was stunned for a moment.

In the same words, night pull, Niu Chunhua, Ling Qingzhou and Yi Hansheng all said.

They did not ask how she survived, but were ecstatic and grateful that she could live.

"Ah Yu, how are you these years?"

The man's eyes burst into tears again. The blue gray pupils were washed to the bottom, but the color was still dim.

He said, "Mingyue, I'm not good, I'm not good at all."

The next second, the man released her hand, put his arms around the girl's slender waist, and put his side face between her abdomen, like a child who had been lost for too long and finally found his way.

After a while, the moist touch fainted silently.

Jiang Fuyue was stunned.

He... Cried?

"Ah Yu..."

"Sorry, I didn't protect you."

If he has enough ability to resist the family, if he doesn't leave the imperial capital, can he protect her safely and completely?

For twenty years, he has never stopped blaming himself and regretting for it.

It is said that time is like a good medicine, which will eventually cure regret.

But why for him, time is as ruthless as a strong corrosion agent, which can not cure the wound, but also make the wound fester and inflame day by day, and the wound is getting bigger and bigger

Ming Yu even thought countless times: if she can't come back, I can choose to accompany her, can't I?

"Fortunately, you're back..." he tightened his arms, like enclosing the most precious thing of his life.