love alliance

With Li Yunwei around, May became a hands-off shopkeeper with peace of mind.I thought that anyway, that kid was more popular than me, as long as he was present, the other junior officers would be able to over-fulfill the task to get the attention of the vice president without supervision. May smiled slightly, silently applauding her wit in her heart.

So he blatantly absent from the whole recruiting election, until the night when the final election ended, the old members of the student union Zhang Luo gathered together to celebrate, and May came late because he couldn't hold the invitation.

Members of the student union stood up and said hello. After May sat down, Li Yunwei handed over a can of beer.

"yours."

"Thanks." Pulling the tab open with a "snap", a small amount of foam overflowed and dripped onto my hand.

May wiped it off indifferently, raised her glass and said, "You have worked hard these days! Cheers to the successful completion of our Naxin!"

The beer cans collided one after another, making a crisp and sweet sound, leaving a memory of youth in this late autumn.

In the evening of the next day, arrange a welcome meeting for new members in the student union conference hall.

When May stepped into the conference hall, familiar and unfamiliar faces were laughing and discussing in groups, full of vigor.

She looked at the team she led and raised a gratified smile.

"Ah, it's senior! Hello, senior!" From the corner of the eye, a figure suddenly stood up in the back seat and ran towards him.

May followed the sound and turned around, and recognized that it was the schoolboy who said she was short that day.

"Wang... Wang..." thinking about his name.Is this kid also elected to the student council?

"It's Wang Mu, senior, do you have a bad memory? It really is senior, after all, you are old." Wang Mu murmured, immersed in his own reasoning.

It's a foul to say something that deserves a beating with such innocent watery eyes, you know that?

"Senior sister, are you also a new member of the student union? I haven't seen you during the campaign, did you come in through the back door?" Chattered around May.

May felt a headache and suppressed her anger.I will be on stage to give a speech later, now is not the time to argue with a hairy child.

"Senior, what's your name?" Wang Mu blinked his big eyes and looked at May, "It's said that you live up to your name. Senior, do you have a short surname?"

"May, it's time..." Li Yunwei looked at his watch, came over and urged, just in time to see May rushing madly at his junior like a volcanic eruption.

"Get out of here for me!"

Song Yiwen ran into Uncle Rong on the way to the police station, and when he realized it was too late to hide, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and bow to greet him.

"Where are you going, Song Yiwen?" Uncle Rong smiled kindly and greeted him.

"It's just... just strolling around, after all, it's still early before FL opens." Song Yiwen dared not meet Uncle Rong's eyes as he lied indiscriminately.

"If it's convenient, would you like to come with me to the Zhiying mansion?" Uncle Rong invited.

Song Yiwen was a little hesitant, and Zhiying had only cleared the team before. If he appeared in the mansion so suddenly, he might show his feet and cause trouble, but if he persisted, he would be easily suspected.

Gritting his teeth, he nodded in agreement.

"You...know my name?" Song Yiwen asked as Uncle Rong walked towards Zhiying.

Uncle Rong nodded: "Madam often missed you, and mentioned many things about you."

Thinking of Teacher Meifang, Song Yiwen lowered his eyes, feeling sad again.

"I'm Zhiying's manager, you can call me Uncle Rong." Uncle Rong introduced himself to Song Yiwen.

Zhiying Mansion was not far away. Uncle Rong led Song Yiwen through the courtyard, went straight to the second floor, and pushed open the door of the living room.

The room is not big, with two rows of three-seater fabric sofas and an elegant tea table in the middle.The light came in from the window, soft and hazy.

"Please sit down." Uncle Rong said, turned around and went to the opposite room to search for something.

That room seemed to be a study.Song Yiwen stood at the door and looked around quickly, wanting to find anything suspicious.Then he remembered that this place must have been thoroughly searched by Lei Ting, and there might be no clues at the moment, so it was worth taking the risk.

While thinking about it, Uncle Rong did not know when he had returned, and handed over a letter.

Song Yiwen took it instinctively, and frowned at the writing on the envelope.

The Junxiu font, which has been away for many years, is slightly blurred on the old and moldy kraft paper.Song Yiwen recognized it, it was teacher Meifang's handwriting.

"When the Young Master was sorting out old things earlier, he found this relic of his wife," Uncle Rong saw Song Yiwen's puzzled expression, and explained, "It was written for you, but I didn't have time to send it. The Young Master has repeatedly told you that if I am honored to meet you, and I must pass on the letter. At that time, none of us thought that you would appear in the FL of the biography. This is probably the so-called fate."

Listening to Uncle Rong's emotion, Song Yiwen sat on the sofa, carefully opened the seal and took out the damp paper, holding it with both hands like a treasure, and spreading it gently.

He concentrated on reading the contents of the letter, which contained Teacher Meifang's ardent hopes for him.

【... From now on, I will be a big kid!You have to be stronger and work harder!The teacher hopes that in the days to come, you can walk on the path you think is the most correct, not be influenced by outsiders, and only follow your inner voice. ...]

Follow... your inner voice...?

Is this what the teacher wants me to do?

Song Yiwen put down the paper, his expression became serious.

I just want to avenge you, Teacher Meifang, but if this happens, I will have to confront your family. What should I do...

"Didn't you always want to know the cause of Madam's death?" Uncle Rong sat down opposite Song Yiwen, slowly recounting the past, "More than ten years ago, Abandoned Shadow and Zhisheng hadn't merged..."

Song Yiwen felt as if a movie had gone through in his mind, he sat dumbly, regretting that he had wrongly blamed Zhiying.

Originally, there was no real murderer. Abandoning shadows is the love of Chen Meifang's life. Even if she sacrifices everything for it, she will not hesitate.

"Son, you have to remember that abandoning the shadow, becoming the head of the family, and finally dying are all the choices of the madam. Before she left, the madam didn't hate anyone, but was full of regrets. Regrettably, she couldn't make it through her own efforts. Witness the bright future with our own eyes.”

Teacher Meifang, it turns out that everything in Zhiying is more important than life to you?

I get it.

Song Yiwen stood up, bowed deeply to Uncle Rong, and left the mansion with the letter. He had a new idea in his heart, but this idea was still thwarted, making his decision wavering in the torment.

The student union organized freshmen to watch patriotic movies on the playground, and the dense crowd sat on the ground and talked in low voice.

Members of the student union patrolled back and forth to maintain order, and May heard Li Yunwei's voice coming from the stereo, announcing that the movie viewing would start now.

May walked to the track to stay away from the crowd, took out her mobile phone and wanted to contact Li Qiongyu, and exchange views on R King's matter.

Since the cleansing of the Tian Group, King R's relevant clues have been interrupted again, but it has to be said that there are still gains.At least now you can shift your focus to Prince R's son, and pay attention to the boy with the tattoo on his waist.

"Senior sister, what are you doing?" Wang Mu hopped over, and May quietly turned off the light on the phone screen, hiding Li Qiongyu's number.

"I'm going to make a call! Go and maintain order!" May couldn't help but get angry, this brat could easily affect his emotions.

"Sister, you can't just sit around just because you are the president!" Wang Mu teased.

But May suddenly thought of something, if King R's son is still alive, he should be around the same age as Wang Mu, right?

Reaching out, he vigorously opened the hem of Wang Mu's shirt and examined it carefully.

The playground was dimly lit, and May tried hard to identify, the tip of her nose almost touched Wang Mu's waist. She had no tattoos, was clean, and didn't even have a scar.

She let it go in disappointment. It was too difficult to trace it based on the clue of the tattoo on the side of her waist.

Looking up, he saw Wang Muda staring blankly at the spot with his mouth open, he quickly folded his arms and shouted in a sharp voice: "Indecent!!!"

From the corner of May's eyes, she saw all the faces on the playground turned towards this side, feeling something was wrong, she covered Wang Mu's mouth and quickly dragged him away from the scene: "Fuck, are you going to kill me?!" Scolding, May wished to sew up Wang Mu's gossip and gossip.