Chapter 1:

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On the day of April, it suddenly rained.
During the afternoon class, students carried textbooks and flew around the campus.
Zhen Yi stepped on the puddle and ran quickly under the big tree at the alley, looking up to see the green tree buds and the high sky in the north.
At the end of the alley is a small building in the late Qing and the Republic of China. Quiet, elegant, like a peach blossom source, it is in harmony with the teaching building around the new century.
The spring breeze blew through the treetops, the raindrops between the leaves dropped, and the ice fell into his neck. Zhen Yi felt a sensation, quickly rushed into the rain screen, and rushed into the small building at the end of the road.
The wooden door is squeaky, and the interior is mostly old wooden furniture, which is warm and cozy.
On the old-fashioned radio, the announcer read the news in a low voice: "One week after Tang Shang, the victim of the Lin Ziyi case, committed suicide by cutting his wrist at home, the Beicheng District People's Court found that there was insufficient evidence and dismissed the lawsuit against four people including Lin Ziyi. , The victim expressed his obedience to the verdict. This three-month-long official second-generation gang model case "
Zhen Yi took off her scarf coat and shook the petals and raindrops on her clothes. Seeing that the window was not closed, all the rainwater came in, and quickly hooked the wooden window with the hook and locked the latch.
This old house is only occupied by grandpa. He is an old professor in the Department of Philosophy of Imperial City University. Not to mention the trivial thing of closing the window, you have to remind even three meals a day. In the present words, it is an old child with high intelligence and low energy.
Zhen Yi has been so busy for four months that she has no time to see Grandpa. The cousin who was married to a wealthy man early asked her nanny Zhangsao to take care of grandpa. Today, Zhangsao asked for leave, and Zhen Yi came over.
The wall clock points to half past two, and Grandpa should have a nap.
Zhen Yi was ready to go upstairs, and saw a delicate paper box placed on the mahogany chair, sent by the United States. She remembered that her sister who was far away on Wall Street sent a gift and congratulated her for the first big case in her life.
It is indeed a big case, and many lawyers in the same industry have never encountered it in their lifetime.
Zhen Yi opened the carton, the diamond backless short skirt, the fluffy white gauze, and the cutout design of the cover window, which was quite amazing. The careful sister also matched her handbags, accessories, and high heels. All are expensive.
The phone in the living room rang, she had a skirt in her hand, and took her phone and tilted her head to her ear: "Hello?"
There seemed to be a little surprise there, paused and said slowly: "Zhen House?"
The very nice man's voice was deep and gentle, and Zhen Yi felt that there was a string in his heart that struck the voice. Zhen House? This name is too elegant and ancient. Then I thought, Grandpa Shuxiangmendi, Taolimantianxia, ​​said that "Zhen House" was not pedantic.
For a moment she wondered, there was no hurry over there, and she waited quietly without being impetuous.
In silence, just outside the wooden window, the rain hit the plantain.
Zhen Yi returned to her mind, quickly put down her clothes, and held the phone well: "Which one is the Zhen family?"
"I made a three-point appointment with Professor Zhen. I wonder if the professor is at home?"
"I'm here."
"Thank you." He greeted elegantly and hung up the phone.
Grandpa went downstairs, wearing a wrinkled cotton gown and gray hair, like a sloppy showman in the late Qing Dynasty. Zhen Yi said that someone was going to visit and combed Grandpa's hair. After a long time of bitterness, he couldn't persuade him to change his clothes, but he had no choice but to iron his gown.
The rain fell outside the house, and the FM radio broadcast low and low: "At the trial site, the victim's lawyer Zhen intended to use unexpected court cross-examination to refute the testimony of several defendants. Imprisonment for one year. But in the second court trial, the defendant presented strong evidence that the victim Tang Shang was a worker, and then Tang Shang was overwhelmed by suicide.
"Slap!" Zhen Yi, expressionless, turned off the radio.
When the rain stopped, she reopened the wooden window, and a fan held the wooden edge. She cleaned the house, the window was clear, and she cooked tea for hospitality in the study. Then she went upstairs with her clothes.
The clothes were tailored, put on elegant dust, Zhen Yi was in a good mood, thanked her sister for her MSN, took off her skirt, and suddenly heard the grandpa downstairs shouting:
"Let's go! Let's go!"
Zhen Yi kicked off her skirt and flew downstairs, but she forgot to turn off the iron. Smoke was curling on the tablecloth, and Mars was splashing. Grandpa was dull in daily chores, and actually poured tea in a small teacup with a big thumb.
She grabbed the glass water tank on the coffee table and splashed it. She took off the coat on the coat hook nearby, smashed the smoke and flames, contained the fire, and ran to the kitchen to get a pot of water and splash it on the table.
"Don't be afraid, the old man, it's okay!" She comforted her grandfather playfully, but listened to someone close the door behind her. It was very light and slow, and she didn't seem to want to draw attention.
Running upstairs, although her clothes were chaotic, she did not get to the point of "don't look at it".
This door is really embarrassing.
Zhen Yi went upstairs unhappily. After a while, Grandpa shouted downstairs: "Yi'er, the guests are leaving."
Zhen Yi refused to deliver it, deflated her mouth, and reluctantly raised her voice: "Goodbye!"
The other party did not answer.
She came out when the person left, and the water stains on the floor have been cleaned up. She was surprised that Grandpa didn't even know where the mop was. It seems that the guest did it, worrying that the old man accidentally stepped on it and fell.
The table was also wiped clean, and a coat in the trash.
In Zhen Yi's brain, she took the guest's trench coat to put out the fire? ! Looking out, Zegna was determined. She actually took the windbreaker of hundreds of thousands of guests as a rag, put out the fire and watered it?
Zhen Yi wailed and checked carefully. The trench coat was half wet and dry, rubbing the ashes and burning a few small holes. She hugged the men's trench coat and flew out of the door as if flying.
A black Porsche was parked at the entrance of the alley, and someone respectfully supported him with a black umbrella. His suit was straight and he bent to get on the car.
"Please wait!" She ran quickly, kicking in the puddles, muddy water splashing.
He straightened up and turned his head slightly, but didn't turn around to look at her.
I do n’t know if it ’s because of the car or because of the people.
She ran behind him and found that he was tall, carrying her back, and that there was no crease in the well-cut suit. The umbrella man beside him glanced at Zhen Yi, his eyes cold.
When the spring breeze blew, the raindrops on the leaves fell and crashed on the umbrella. Zhen Yi stood outside the umbrella, shrunk her neck sharply, and her voice was neither humble nor overbearing: "Just accidentally put your trench coat on fire, I don't know where to send it for remedy?
"No," he said lightly, bowing to get on the bus, but he took a pause. "Professor Zhen's advice is far more precious than a piece of clothing."
Grandpa's current mental state can still engage in research?
Zhen Yi wondered, but she was always casual, and since he was worthless, she was not entangled, and turned to go, but glimpsed his handsome and beautiful profile.
It seemed that the cherry petals were flying not far away, and she was a little stunned.
"Speech?" She was slightly uncertain, holding his long dress and stepping forward; after seeing clearly, she smiled generously, "I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Sorry, I don't remember you." He said, folding his car.
She knew that he had forgotten about people quickly and did not mind, and was very happy to see him in other countries: "You forgot, I am Zhen"
Without talking, the umbrella man closed the door, and Zhen Yi only glanced at his neat chin, very fair.
Zhen Yi watched the car leave and shrugged indifferently.
It has been 8 years since separation, and with his witty personality, she should have been forgotten. If she is as shameless as when she was in middle school, she will pretend to be quick-mouthed and say with a smile: Senior, I am a girl who loves you early, and his thin-skinned eyes are red with shame.
But she was not as crazy as before, he was still so indifferent to her before, no need to say hello.
Back at the house, Grandpa sat at the dining table and ate walnut brownies.
Zhen Yi ran to grab the dinner plate, pretending to stare: "You old man is not obedient, this age, can eat such sweet things?"
Grandpa grabbed the fork and was very wronged: "It's xylitol."
"Eh?"
Sure enough, xylitol is specially made, who is so caring?
There were also several cans of nuts on the table: walnuts, cashews, hazelnuts, and Hawaiian glass jars with sticky notes attached to them, with clear handwriting and the words "3 per day."
Zhen Yi was ashamed of her granddaughter, and returned the plate to her grandfather, and asked, "Who was that person just now?" Grandpa retired early and could not be his teacher. And he went abroad early.
Grandpa scratched his head: "Mr. Su recommended."
Professor Su and grandpa are colleagues and engage in medicine. Grandpa is engaged in philosophy and has a long-standing reputation in the circle. Even if he retires, there are often harassment by juniors.
Zhen Yi remembered that year in the south, in the deep, tree-lined deep city, he said he wanted to study medicine abroad. Now, does he go to philosophy? With such a thought, it was a strange match with his light, very light, and very light character.
At first sight, 12 years; respectively, 8 years; Oh, time flies.
Zhen Yi took a spoon and chopped a small piece of brownie, with a taste of xylitol, extremely weird. The good and sweet brownie made this virtue, it was really speechless, but he could come up with it.
She poked the black cake, and suddenly remembered the years after chasing him, looking at Wuthering Heights, 20 years later, Catherine had become a ghost, and she was going to find Heathcliff by the stormy night.
At that time she thought she had Catherine's affection. But gradually she realized, how many men are crazy like Heathcliff?
She was not an idiot. When a girl grows up, she has to know what reality is and what youth is to be proud of, especially the youth of young women.
The old days passed by, and Zhen Yi raised her eyebrows. The only regret is that such a beautiful face could not be used by herself. As the president of the Appearance Association, she was sad!
She laughed at her unreasonableness, and had a good time. Pestle and pestle grandpa's arm: "Old man, one day you see a handsome young man who is so handsome that she is scumming, introduce a granddaughter to your granddaughter.
Grandpa ignored it and ate the cake obediently.
Zhen Yi glared at him.
Over the years, she has never chased a boy like that again.
Remember, she followed her with her hands behind her back and said very seriously: "Words, lend me something."
He looked at her lightly and asked: What?
"Kiss! A kiss." She grinned.
"..."
"Don't go, don't go, don't worry, I will pay you back. Hey, don't run! Hey, do you think you can run away?"
Thinking of old things, Zhen Yi twisted her cheek and laughed: "The skin is really thick enough."
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