Chapter 843

"I'm scared. I want you to come." Xia Yihan seems to have entered his own mind, the leaf ink skin frowns, there is a gentle tone: "so I..."

"Thanks to Xue Wenjun, when I saw him, I felt that the whole world shone a light, which gave me confidence and courage."

Xia Yihan intercepts Ye Zimo's words and says in a hurry. In his eyes, he thanks Xue Wenjun for his appearance. The car speeds up suddenly, and ye Zimo drives with his lips closed, without any explanation.

Sometimes the explanation is so feeble, when the other party has identified a fact.

When the car stopped in Washington, ye Zimo handed over a recording pen, and Xia Yihan took it. In the recording pen, ye nianmo's voice seemed to be more mature: "Mommy, today I learned Sanda with my uncle, but Hai Zhuo Xuan couldn't beat me. Mommy, I'll go back soon."

Xia Yihan holds the recording pen excitedly. His eyes are full of twinkle. Ye Zimo kisses Xia Yihan's forehead gently: "go in."

Xia Yihan nodded and walked into Washington with a recording pen. After a long walk, he subconsciously turned back. There was still a tall and straight figure looking at himself at the gate, some sad.

"Ellen." Xia Yihan was hit by someone. He quickly held the chair beside him and didn't fall down. Allen walked out in a hurry and suddenly stepped back and asked, "did you have a phone call or someone looking for you these two days? Like you said strange things at random."

Xia Yihan shook his head and asked strangely, "no, who are you talking about?"

Ellen breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "it's nothing. I heard that recently there is a psychopath walking around here and worrying about your injury. I'll go first."

Allen said hello in a hurry and left. After a while, a red Porsche ran out like an arrow. "Miss Allen?" Carl, the housekeeper, came out with the medicine box and asked curiously, "where's Miss Allen?"

"I don't know. I saw her go out in a hurry just now." Xia Yihan looked at the housekeeper and said. The housekeeper took the medicine box and said strangely, "the wound on Miss Allen's hand needs to be cleaned up."

"Wound?" Xia Yihan thought of seeing the large and small wounds on Allen's hands. Carl took the words and said, "yes, there are traces of glass scratches on the arm."

Carl said garrulous, Xia Yihan frowned, glass? I can't help but think of the bloody smell I once smelled in the abandoned parking lot. Is there any connection between this?

Nose into the sweet aroma, Xue Wenjun holding tofu flowers in Xia Yihan's nose, Xia swayed, said with a smile: "what is my princess thinking? So absorbed? Not even the smell of food? "

Xia Yihan looks back at Xue Wenjun, smiles and looks over to see what kind of delicious food Xue Wenjun has brought. Xue Wenjun slowly shrinks his hand back and looks at Xia Yihan getting closer and closer until his lips touch each other's forehead.

Xia Yihan's wet and soft touch makes Xia Yihan a Leng. His body tilts back and looks at Xue Wenjun with a red face. Xue Wenjun puts the tofu flower on the tea table and says, "eat it. After eating, set out."

"Where to go?" Xia Yihan ate a mouthful of sweet bean curd and looked up at Xue Wenjun.

There was a slight touch on his forehead. Xue Wenjun nodded a little on Xia Yihan's forehead, and then he kneaded with heartache. Then he said, "I knew you would forget. Didn't you say that you would accompany me to attend our school's celebration?"

Xia Yihan remembered that Xue Wenjun did say so, and he also agreed. After encountering Ye Zimo, he was flustered and forgot these things.

The quiet campus is full of people at the moment. The former students have gone to the society to fight. Everyone is wearing the most exquisite clothes, trying to drive a luxury car, laughing and talking with others, so that others can see their own good, and then the hardships of their hard work are skillfully buried.

"Wen Jun!" Xue Wenjun, a receptionist at the school gate with a smile from a man, came to the man with Xia Yihan. He also had a sincere smile on his face: "president Zhang."

Headmaster Zhang patted Xue Wenjun on the shoulder and said with a smile: "in that session, you made the biggest contribution. We have received a million school construction fee in a short period of time. Thank you for the majority of teachers and students."

"Headmaster Zhang, this is what I should do." Xue Wenjun said lightly, and said with Xia Yihan: "Xia Yihan."

"Xia Yihan, are you the jewelry designer?" President Zhang looked at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan nodded and joked: "if there is no namesake, I should be Xia Yihan."

"Ha ha ha, you are more charming than my book. Don't you know that your works have been compiled into the course book of art and design?" President Zhang looks at Xia Yihan with a smile.

Xia Yihan looked at Xue Wenjun and Zhang headmaster blankly. Zhang waved his hand and said, "come with me."

In such a large office, president Zhang took out a well-designed book, flipped through a few pages casually, pointed to the jewelry on it and said, "Miss Xia, your design work has become a special teaching material for art and design departments in Colleges and universities."

Xia Yihan is stunned to see his works printed into color pictures, thinking that more and more dream seekers are learning with their own teaching materials. "Congratulations." Xue Wenjun patted Xia Yihan on the back, sharing the joy of Xia Yihan.Xia Yihan smiles brightly and his stomach moves. Xia Yihan covers his stomach. Xue Wenjun nervously asks, "what's the matter? He kicked you again? "

Nodding, Xia Yihan said with a smile: "the baby is also happy for me." The atmosphere was very good, Zhang's eyes fell on two people, and nodded clearly. Taking advantage of Xue Wenjun's good mood, he put forward: "since today has arrived, why don't we talk about the school building?"

Xue Wenjun nodded, worried that Xia Yihan would be bored. Looking at Xia Yihan, he said, "do you want to visit my campus?"

Xia Yihan a little bit, what kind of campus did Xue Wenjun live and study? Walking in the bustling campus, Xia Yihan holds his collection of works in his arms and looks at it curiously.

On both sides of the school Avenue, foreigners and Chinese are interspersed with the breath of youth. Each face has an obvious vitality. The communities on both sides of the street use their best efforts to attract people from the past to stop and watch, as if one eye of others is the greatest affirmation of themselves.

A large round classroom is full of people. Even some people can't get in and stand at the door. Xia Yihan approaches curiously and slows down gradually after walking up the stairs.

Xia Yihan stood in the corner and looked at Ye Zimo on the platform. Ye Zimo was dressed in black clothes. His face was calm and serious. In a low voice, he told thousands of students about the problems they would encounter when they entered the society.

Xia Yihan turns his head and sees the girl beside him staring at Ye Zimo's side face, sighs and leaves. Ye Zimo is a shining star no matter where he goes, which will not change at any time.

Ye Zimo seemed to feel something. He turned his head and looked at the door carelessly, as if he saw a figure in a hurry, but it seemed that he did not see anything.

The breeze by the lake blows Xia Yihan's sleeves. The weather, which was originally sunny, suddenly brings a stream of dark clouds. The dark clouds quickly occupy the territory of the sky and disperse the sun, bringing wind and rain.

The original hustle and bustle of the crowd more boiling up, people scramble to find a place to shelter from the rain, there is no first deliberately pretended to be elegant and wise.

Xia Yihan ran to the eaves of the teaching building and looked down to see the big rain wet Xia Yihan's flat shoes, bringing one after another dizzy spray.

A pair of polished leather shoes appeared in the line of sight, and the owner of the shoes quickly moved to his side. Xia Yihan turns his head and looks at Ye Zimo deeply.

"Putong" Xia Yihan's book fell to the place. Ye Zimo raised his eyebrows, slightly lowered his head, picked up Xia Yihan's book, turned it over, and his eyes were delicate.

Xia Yihan turned his head away from ye Zimo until a soft touch came from his head. His hair was slightly disordered, and ye Zimo's voice with a smile came: "Xia Yihan, well done."

"Thank you." Xia Yihan looked down at his flat shoes and said, some at a loss. Ye Zimo looked at each other's small earlobe dyed with a trace of red, low smile pull summer Yihan's hand, no can be close, the distance between the two rely on hand in hand.

"Are you here to speak?" Xia Yihan has nothing to talk about.

"Yes." Ye Zimo answered lightly.

There was no more talk between the two people until the first ray of sunshine hit them, the haze dispersed, and the sunshine finally overcame the wind and rain.

Ye Zimo let go of Xia Yihan's hand and walked forward: "go."

"I came with Xue Wenjun. I have to find him." Xia Yihan's subconscious exit.

Ye Zimo turns to look at Xia Yihan, and Xia Yihan wants to say something with dry lips. Ye Zimo nodded, did not say anything, turned to leave, the pace is steady.

Zhang Fengyi looks at the umbrella in the car and sighs at Ye Zimo's act of suddenly getting out of the car and leaving.

"Yihan. I can find you. " Xue Wenjun took an umbrella and pulled Xia Yihan nervously up and down to check and see: "where did you get wet?"

Xia Yihan looked at Xue Wenjun's wet clothes and said with a smile, "who is more suitable for this sentence?"

Xue Wenjun doted on the point, Xia Yihan's forehead also followed with a smile: "Naughty

"Round?" Next to someone looking at Xia Yihan, looking at whether to approach. Xia Yihan asked the girl curiously, "do you know Yuanyuan?"

The girl took a long breath, patted her chest and said, "I thought Yuanyuan was going to give birth to a baby. You are very similar to her, but you are more beautiful than her."

Xia Yihan insisted on asking his doubts: "do you know Yuanyuan?"

The girl nodded: "my name is Shasha, Yuanyuan is my classmate, in fact, many people know her, she is not very popular."

Xia Yihan also wanted to ask, the girl has turned her head to see Xue Wenjun. She said shyly, "are you and this sister your boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Xia Yihan subconsciously wants to deny, and is firmly grasped by Xue Wenjun. Xue Wenjun raises eyebrows and looks at Sha Sha and says, "what do you say?"

Shasha's head was depressed and murmured: "it's not easy to see a high-quality one, but it has a master."