Chapter 364

Coming out of the hospital, ye Rongrong takes a taxi to Zhejiang University. Last time he sent Ye Shuting to Zhejiang University, he worked as a security guard for several days. Ye Rongrong is familiar with this place.

But the iron barracks, the flowing soldiers, the security guards of southern Zhejiang University, and the security guards of southern Zhejiang University whom ye Rongrong knew, have basically left.

No, just as ye Rongrong arrived at the west gate of southern Zhejiang University, he was stopped by the security guard at the gate. He just didn't let him in.

Ye Rongrong has to call Ma Xudong.

"Glory, you call me, are you in the provincial capital?" Ma Xudong asked on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, I'm at the west gate of southern Zhejiang University." Ye Rongrong said.

"Ha ha, you are very fast. You will come after the Lantern Festival." Ma Xudong said with a smile.

"Can you come here in no hurry? There is an associate professor's title for me. I'm afraid I'll be late and the quota will be occupied by others. " Ye Rongrong said jokingly.

I don't know why. Ye Guangrong, who has no much contact with Ma Xudong, has a feeling of forgetting his old age and speaking casually.

Of course, the most important reason is that ye Rongrong is a capable person now. As long as he has the ability, he is very confident. No matter when and where he is, he can be natural and free.

This is also different from the rich and the poor. On many occasions, the rich speak louder than the poor because they have no confidence.

"Ha ha, I have something on hand now. Let my assistant meet you at the west gate." Ma Xudong said.

"All right."

Ye Rongrong responded. Although Ye Rongrong is quite familiar with the University of southern Zhejiang, now he is not a member of the University. It's better for someone to take him in.

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In the past ten minutes or so, a 27-year-old or 8-year-old woman came out of school. She was very beautiful, but ye Guangrong always felt familiar, but he was not sure.

"Wen Haitang!"

Ye Guangrong shouts to the front, facing the opposite direction of the woman's position.

This is because ye Guangrong is afraid of calling the wrong person and causing embarrassment, so she doesn't shout in the direction of a woman. In this way, if the woman is not the person she knows, she won't respond to herself.

If she was the person she knew, she would respond to herself, and then she would not be embarrassed.

"Ye Guangrong?"

The woman obviously recognized Ye Guangrong, so she came to Ye Guangrong and called to Ye Guangrong.

"You are really Wen Haitang. I haven't seen you for more than ten years. You have changed so much that I dare not recognize you."

Ye Guangrong turns his head and says to the woman walking towards him with a smile. Although more than ten years have passed, the once green girl has become a mature woman.

Even ye Guangrong can see from her figure that she has given birth and should have been married.

Ye Rongrong is 29 years old. Wen Haitang is two years younger than himself. Now he is 27 years old.

Most women of this age, even in metropolis, are married, have children and become wives.

"So you just yelled at the air."

Wen Haitang went to Ye Rongrong and said with a smile.

It turns out that this woman is the same table classmate when ye Rongrong was in junior high school. Because ye Rongrong ate the same bowl of dumplings with her, she was caught by the school principal and transferred by her parents.

"I'm afraid to admit my mistake. It's embarrassing to admit the wrong person." Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

Ye Rongrong never thought that today, more than ten years later, he met this former female classmate, former class flower, and junior high school flower here.

If ye Guangrong didn't have an idea about wenhaitang, the flower of the school, at that hazy age in junior high school, it would be impossible.

You know, in junior high school, more than 20 male students in the class basically liked Wen Haitang. As a normal teenager, ye Rongrong had a lot of ideas in his heart.

Although he knows that his best friend Dai Wanli likes his deskmate and supports him, he always secretly likes his deskmate.

In the words of junior high school, it is a kind of secret love, which is hard to force. It is a kind of secret love that I dare not say or tell others.

This is a secret love hidden in my heart.

But today, more than ten years later, ye Rongrong sees the same table he once secretly fell in love with, but finds that he no longer has the feeling of liking, just the joy of meeting his classmates.

It seems that young love is the most unreliable, just a love of beauty, every boy will have a kind of inexplicable love for beautiful girls, but this kind of love is not love, purely a love, can not stand the test of time.

With the passage of time, this kind of love will become more and more light, and even forget the existence of each other.Ye Guangrong thinks that the reason why he can't forget her is probably because of eating a bowl of dumplings. After all, because of this, Wen Haitang was transferred to school by her parents.

Ye Guangrong always thinks that this is his own fault and feels guilty.

"Yes, I've become ugly. You can't recognize me."

Wen Haitang said with a smile. Wen Haitang is also very happy to be at the same table in junior high school. Seeing ye Guangrong, Wen Haitang can't help thinking of the interesting things in junior high school.

Especially Ye Guangrong's crooked poem, "there is no grass in the end of the world. Why do you have to come to class two to look for it? The quantity is not much, and the quality is not good."

Now I think of it, Wen Haitang thinks it funny. At that time, ye Guangrong was very talented. He could often write crooked poems that make people laugh and cry. But as time goes by, all that Wen Haitang can remember is this one.

"No, on the contrary, you are more beautiful than you were in junior high school. You are so beautiful that I dare not recognize you. I thought a fairy came from somewhere." Ye Rongrong said with exaggeration.

"It's fairies. They're all children. Their mothers are old."

Wen Haitang said with some emotion that when he met an old classmate in junior high school, he could not help feeling that time had passed so fast. More than ten years had passed, as if it had been yesterday.

"Come on, you are two years younger than me. You are old. Am I older?"

Ye Guangrong said with a smile. Ye Rongrong is in a good mood when he meets his former classmates, especially his female classmates whom he once fell in love with secretly.

Ye Guangrong found that the emotion hidden in his heart gradually changed, and he no longer wanted to meet Wen Haitang again.

You know, before meeting Wen Haitang this time, ye Guangrong always wanted to see the table mate in secret love in junior high school. Is she still so beautiful.

But this time, ye Rongrong found that her classmates at the same table were more beautiful than before, but he talked about her feelings instead, and even began to disappear.

It seems that the reason why I have been thinking about her is just a good memory of the past.

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