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The new school enrolled quickly.

In order to avoid the complicated dormitory relationship from affecting her, Wen Xi used the remaining money on her body and the money exchanged with wealth points to currently have about 10 yuan left, which is more than enough to rent a house next to the school.

The city where BGI is located is adjacent to the city where Nanda is located.

Yandang Mountain, where Gu Bingyan is located, is at the junction of the two cities, so it actually doesn't have much impact on Wen Xi.

But that’s not the case for the original owner’s family.

Two months later, the original owner's family started calling the girl to ask for money, but found that the number they called was an empty number.

"It's impossible. Why can't we make calls on your cell phone?"

Wen’s mother looked confused.

He quickly called his son to come over and take a look.

Huang Mao called a few and found that the numbers were empty.

After two consecutive days of fighting, they realized something was wrong.

"Could he have run away?"

"Let's go call the police!"

"This damn girl jumped out of the ravine and turned into a phoenix. Her wings became stiff and she didn't even answer the phone at home!"

The expression on Wen's mother's face was twisted, and she took out the household registration book from the cabinet.

The group of people ran to the police station and lied that their daughter was missing.

The people in the bureau looked at it and said, "Your household registration is fake. What are you using it for?"

Father Wen's expression changed immediately when he heard this. It's over. Keep the household registration book at home. How could it be fake? It must be that Nizi’s fault!

So he changed the topic again and said that he needed to apply for a new household registration book.

After completing the household registration book, who wants to report that his daughter is missing?

"To report a crime, you need an identity document and proof of relationship. There is no information about Wen Xi in your household registration book."

Father Wen was dumbfounded.

Wen's mother beat her thigh at the door in annoyance: "I should have known that this girl had no good intentions! Now that she has run away, what will I do with the 30 yuan gift! Our house can't be repaired!"

At this time, Huang Mao came up with an idea, "I remember that we saved my sister's counselor's phone number when we started school. Let's call and ask! If it doesn't work, she's not studying at NTU. We can still look for it. !”

"That's it!"

Huang Mao took the phone and dialed Counselor Yang's number, "Hello, is this Teacher Yang?"

"Hello." Counselor Yang looked at the note on the phone. It was Wen Xi's family. He should have saved it at the beginning of the school year. He was confident.

"I'm Wen Xi's brother. If you can find Wen Xi, please call home." Huang Mao's tone was questioning and matter-of-fact.

Counselor Yang frowned and said, "I'm sorry, Wen Xi is no longer at NTU."

"What!" Huang Mao yelled in shock.

"Then where did she go? Don't you want to get married?" Huang Mao asked twice.

Counselor Yang explained coldly: "The relevant whereabouts are personal privacy, and I have no obligation to answer."

After saying that, she hung up the phone. Fortunately, Wen Xi vented her anger in advance. This family made people feel so bad.

When Huang Mao didn't get a reply, he was so angry when he heard the other party hung up the phone that he was about to throw the phone down.

Wen's mother said "Hey, little ancestor" and took the phone.

The group of people gained nothing, and their faces were full of heartache and annoyance. They were so gloomy that they had no choice but to return to the countryside.

......

And Wen Xi's life has gradually gotten back on track.

The teaching method of Huada Massage School is different from that of NTU. It takes the path of master-disciple teaching.

Therefore, in addition to learning basic knowledge, Wen Xi also has to spend one day a week this semester to follow Teacher Yue for medical treatment, mainly to get into practice in advance and better hone her massage skills.

Teacher Yue had different patients that day, so he deliberately set aside half a day in the morning for treatment.

"An old friend of mine is here this time, Wen Xi. Don't be nervous, just follow me and watch."

"Good teacher."

At this time, the door of the consulting room was pushed open by a middle-aged man in a suit.

A man with gray hair walked in.

Although time has carved deep marks on his face, a hint of youthful elegance can be seen in his resolute outline. His hair is meticulously combed, he is wearing comfortable and elegant casual clothes, and his expression is light but with a hint of melancholy.

Ling Lingqi issued a reminder in his mind: "Master, this is Gu Bingyan's grandfather."

No wonder Wen Xi always felt that this person looked familiar. It turned out to be related to Gu Bingyan.

Gu Bingyan feels a bit like his grandfather.

Teacher Yue began to say hello: "Mr. Gu, I haven't seen you here for a long time."

Mr. Gu nodded, "Come when you have time."

The two exchanged pleasantries.

"What's the reason this time?" Teacher Yue took Wen Xi to disinfect her hands and got ready beside the massage bed.

"These past few days, I have been feeling chest tightness and shortness of breath. I went to the hospital for a comprehensive examination, but nothing was wrong."

Mr. Gu took off his coat and handed it to the butler who was guarding him, and pointed to the door.

The butler bowed and stood guard at the door.

Mr. Gu lay down on the massage bed.

Teacher Yue took his pulse first.

He frowned slightly and said, "Your pulse is stagnant and you are heavy with worries."

"It's still the same things as the juniors." Mr. Gu sighed.

"In my life, there are not many people who can make mistakes, but this one falls into my own family."

Teacher Yue seemed to be aware of the situation and comforted him a few words.

While frowning, he was planning a massage plan.

The key positions are controlled by yourself.

However, the lower limbs required a few clicks, which were not a test of technique. He gave Wen Xi a few times, and then he felt relieved and let Wen Xi get started.

Wen Xi can probably understand a little of Mr. Gu's mood.

After thousands of choices, his daughter chose someone. From the name Gu Chengzheng, you can see how high his expectations for Gu Chengzheng were.

Mr. Gu may be conceited and thinks that his vision is correct.

Who could have known that such a person could endure for more than twenty years, and did so many things behind his back, even causing his daughter to die of illness, and his grandson to see through the mortal world and escape into Buddhism.

A person with white hair gives a gift to a person with black hair. The sadness and sadness in this are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

He still seems to be strong now because his grandson is still in the world. Perhaps on a deeper level, he may also blame himself, so he doesn't know how to face Gu Bingyan.

Wen Xi carried out the actions of his men.

While secretly starting to mentally sort out.

Some things are actually seen more clearly as an outsider.

If people want to be more open-minded and can talk face to face, maybe the situation that they think is irreversible will turn around.

Invisible tentacles slowly enveloped the old man's body, and the mental tension and various tangled and contradictory emotions gradually became organized under the combing of the tentacles.

Some messy and useless things were also slowly eliminated.

........

After the two-hour massage, Mr. Gu stood up and moved around a bit.

I couldn't help but admire: "Xiaoyue, your skills are getting better and better."

"Of course, this kid's contribution is also due." Mr. Gu smiled gently at Wen Xi.

Wen Xi smiled and suppressed her sleepiness: "You're welcome, it's all under the guidance of Teacher Yue."

The two laughed, and then chatted with each other.

Teacher Yue took the time to send Wen Xi out of class early.

This day happened to be Friday, and Wen Xi planned to catch up on her sleep before going to the temple.

In the evening, Gu Bingyan was feeding the cat in the bushes next to the Sutra Pavilion when he suddenly stopped petting the cat.

The phone vibrated in my pocket.

He picked up the phone and saw the caller's note: Grandpa.