That afternoon, when there were still ten minutes before the agreed time, Wang Heng arrived at the school gate.

The street scenes along the way are very ordinary, but because they are too familiar, they re-walking them bring back many memories of the past. The three years of high school are like things in Wang Heng's previous life - because the most recent one is the memory of last week, in his subjective feelings, high school is like something that happened eight or nine years ago.

When he arrived at the school gate, Wang Heng saw Han Yixuan standing there waiting for him.

"Good afternoon," she held her bag behind her hands and smiled, "I'll call you Classmate Wang today, how about it?"

The girl was wearing a down jacket and jeans. The down jacket was very short, with jeans and slim fit, so the slender curves below the waistline were clearly displayed, refreshing and beautiful.

Wang Heng noticed that the pair of white sneakers she wore seemed to be old shoes she had worn many times in high school, but today it was brushed very clean and as white as snow. Or in other words, except for that handbag, all she wore today was matched with in high school, as if...

Han Yixuan stood in front of him and smiled and said, "We also talked here two years ago. It was also winter vacation. Do you still remember it?"

Wang Heng wanted to remember it very much, but after a moment of hesitation, he could not escape the agile girl.

But Han Yixuan's expression did not change, and she still smiled and said, "That winter vacation tutoring, I borrowed your notes to read, and I will return the notes to you here..."

Wang Heng finally recalled. The scene where the girl handed over the notebook with a slightly red face appeared in her mind, and it coincided with what she saw in front of her at this moment. He suddenly realized that what Han Yixuan was wearing these two times seemed to be the same set of clothes?

Wait, does that day two years ago have any special significance to this girl?

Although she had dated Han Yixuan last week and thought she had a very in-depth understanding of her in all aspects, Wang Heng found that she was still far from everything she knew.

Maybe it should be said that everyone is a mystery...

Suddenly, Han Yixuan pointed in another direction: "Do you want to take the bus together?"

Following the direction of her finger, Wang Heng turned his head and took a look. It was a bus stop.

Wang Heng thought for a while and replied, "Yes."

So the two walked towards the platform.

A bus came and stopped in front of the platform - but at this time, there was still a short distance between the two and the platform.

"Let's hurry up, it's too late!"

As he said that, Han Yixuan grabbed Wang Heng's wrist and pulled him and ran away.

When the bus stopped and opened the door, the two of them happened to run to the front and got on the bus. Wang Heng took out his wallet and found that he did not bring any change. Just before he pulled out the fifty-yuan banknote, Han Yixuan took out the coin and stuffed it into the coin box.

Of course, the traffic in this city is not as crowded as Rongdu, with many empty seats. The two sat down on the empty seats in the back row. This time, it was Wang Heng who was by the window and Han Yixuan next to the corridor.

After getting on the bus, Wang Heng asked, "Why do we need to catch this car? Do you have a certain destination?"

"No..." Han Yixuan stuck out her tongue, "I just wanted to catch up with this one."

Wang Heng complained: "So you engraved the word 'early' on the desk and developed the habit of being in a hurry?"

Han Yixuan: "Yes, I don't like to miss it."

There seemed to be a hint of deep meaning in her words.

Wang Heng: "But you don't know where the end of this car is, so you don't want to miss it?"

Han Yixuan stared at him, her eyes soft but firm: "I bought the ticket myself, and the door I came in by myself. No matter where I go, it was my own choice and had nothing to do with others. Even if I was left in the wilderness, I would not blame the driver for not being blamed."

Wang Heng glanced out the window and scratched his cheeks, feeling a little tricky.

Now it seems that Han Yixuan's favorability has reached a very high level. Perhaps it should be said that her initial favorability is not low?

If you weren't concerned about other people, you could definitely win it directly, but considering the overall situation in Shura Field...

Wang Heng turned around and stared at her, and said with a tough bullet: "Bus are not private cars, and there is no limit on passenger quota."

Han Yixuan was stunned for a moment, but without much hesitation, he immediately replied: "Of course, there are more than one passenger on the bus, I understand."

Wang Heng's eyes and mind trembled: "Do you understand?"

Han Yixuan nodded: "There will definitely be only one person left at the terminal, but until then, I won't rush to get off the bus."

Wang Heng: "Do you want to sit at the terminal?"

Han Yixuan: "I must have to sit at the terminal."

The words have come to this point, and no matter how much you say, it is useless.

Wang Heng calmly changed the topic: "Speaking of it, haven't you contacted Song Xiaoxia when you come back?"

Han Yixuan: "Of course I contacted her. She is my good friend. We even made an appointment to go shopping together tomorrow. What about you, didn't you look for Xiao Renjian?"

Wang Heng shook his head.

Han Yixuan smiled and said, "Is your boys' friendship so fragile?"

Recalling the close friend whose eyebrows were as thick as Crayon Shin-chan, Wang Heng felt a sense of intimacy, but he had to admit that after returning to his hometown, he really didn't think of contacting that guy.

He defended himself: "We are too familiar with each other, so there is no need to make an appointment to go shopping or something. There is no need to contact each other in this way. As long as anyone needs help between us, the other one will definitely help. And we will share any interesting things on Q."

Han Yixuan asked again: "Then does he know that you have a net worth of tens of millions now?"

Wang Heng shook his head again.

The girl joked: "I'm familiar with it, and I'm doing a good job of keeping confidentiality."

Wang Heng lowered his voice: "Actually, I'm not tens of millions now, I've already exceeded 100 million. The stock market is still rising recently, do you know?"

Han Yixuan couldn't help but be stunned.

After reacting for a few seconds, the girl sighed: "In terms of making money, boss, you can always bring greater surprises."

Wang Heng observed her expression and asked, "Why... don't you look very happy?"

"How is that possible? I'm super happy."

Han Yixuan said this, but she felt even more and more melancholy.

Wang Heng is getting richer. Is this a good thing? Of course not!

The richer you are, the more likely you will be to post it in the future. This is enough to make Han Yixuan feel stressed, so he missed the more he was when he was an ordinary high school student and his family background was not as good as himself...

Suddenly, Han Yixuan felt her shoulder being patted twice. Immediately afterwards, Wang Heng's voice sounded in his ears, with a hint of warm breath:

"Look, it's snowing."

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Chapter completed!