Chu Mingyao took a bunch of flowers and went to the cemetery alone without any company.

As time went by, he sat in front of the tomb for nearly a day.

In the distance, a reporter photographed him and couldn't help sighing how deeply he felt for his foster parents. He could become the most loyal and filial model in Ningguo.

At the moment, Chu Mingyao looked at the setting sun, brushed his finger over the tombstone and sighed, "it seems that I am suspicious."

Then he stood up and bowed three respectfully to the tombstone.

Then, he put a bunch of beautiful roses aside in front of the Song Yi People's tomb, and his voice was also deep: "Yi Ren, you can go with ease, I will live well for you, watch your brother grow up, and see the driverless car you expected to drive on the road..."

After that, he bowed his head, kissing the tombstone affectionately, and turned away.

In the distance, the reporter snapped at him.

At this moment, Song Yi people came to Ningcheng University.

She will leave early tomorrow morning. Next time she comes, she will get the black card.

The future is unknown, full of various variables, Song Yi people can only do all their own efforts.

Everything around is very familiar, but look carefully, the library has been repaired, the canteen building has been painted with new paint, and even the students' school uniforms have changed.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun began to sink gradually. Song Yi people came to a canteen open to the public and ordered a portion of stir fried rice.

After she ordered, she sat down to eat quietly. Just after two bites, two boys asked if there was anyone sitting opposite her.

There are a lot of empty places here. The people of Song Yi understood that they wanted to chat up and didn't expose them. They just said that there was no one to sit down.

Two people are obviously shy, or in Song Yi people almost finished eating, just opened the mouth: "classmate, which major are you?"

Song Yi said: "I learned AI."

"We are computer." The boy obviously thought it was a relative major, so he was very excited: "it's next door to your college. How come I haven't seen you at ordinary times. Are you a freshman? "

Song Yi people smile: "I am from Imperial University."

"Ah?" The boy was surprised: "the emperor of China?"

Song Yi nodded.

"Oh." They felt their heads and tried to add wechat, but they couldn't open their mouth.

Song Yi people look at their appearance and feel funny, she stood up: "you eat well, I finished."

They were reluctant, but for a while they didn't know how to save them. At the moment, Song Yi people have gone far away.

She went from the canteen to the downstairs of the former college.

There was a newspaper post, and her eyes froze as she went to look.

It was a familiar face, but the owner of that face was no longer in the world.

The following is a brief introduction: Song Yi, majoring in control and braking of Ningcheng University, participated in the National Undergraduate robot competition in the last three years, and won the first place in the group competition and the second in the individual group.

Next to her, there are profiles of the students who have won the top three competitions in previous years. It happens that she is one of the earliest.

The people of Song Yi suddenly felt a little hot in their eyes.

At this moment, there was a man beside him, and a man's voice rang out: "the people of Song Yi were excellent before. They were the ones I've seen and loved to learn from."

Hearing the speech, Song Yi people could not help but turn their eyes to the familiar face.

That's her former mentor, the technical director of their top technology team.

I remember that three years ago, she and other members of her team planned to celebrate Professor Wu's birthday and have a surprise in the laboratory. However, there was no chance.

Sure enough, a wall of life and death interprets what it means even if we meet and don't know each other.

Although she stood in front of her former mentor, she could no longer call him "Lao Wu" or "Mr. Wu" as in the past.

Professor Wu, who is in his forties, looks elegant and modest. He seems to have noticed the complicated eyes of Song Yi people and couldn't help laughing: "Song Yi people are my students. She is the apple of Haisheng group. You should have heard of it?"

Song Yi people nodded and tried to squeeze out a smile: "yes, I've heard that Haisheng is a big group company in Ningcheng."

"Well, it's a pity she's not here." Professor Wu sighed, as if he should not have said this to a strange student. He shook his head and left.

Song Yiren stopped him: "Professor Wu!"

"Do you know me?" Professor Wu was surprised.

"I know you. I've heard your lecture!" "I like AI very much, so I know elder martial sister song."

"Ah, it's a pity that she's not here. I've met many students in recent years, but I haven't met any students either. Like her, I say the first half of the sentence, and she can connect the second half of the sentence..." Professor Wu sighed, his eyes were a little red.The heart of Song Yi people seems to be hit by some kind of emotion by the way, which can never be recovered.

She tried to breathe, and it was easy to press down her emotion a little. She pretended to have a smooth voice line and said, "she is in heaven. I'm sure I'm very moved to know that you miss her."

"You don't understand." Professor Wu said: "although she is more than ten years younger than me, but we are not old friends! It's no pity to have a bosom friend in life

After that, he had turned away.

Seeing his back, Song Yi people finally couldn't help but quickly walked to one side of the stadium stand and sat down with his face buried in his knees.

Gong Lingye also stayed in the Song Yi People's hotel last night. That night, he called xuanyuanche and asked xuanyuanche to deal with business affairs. He went to the same place with Song Yi people early in the morning.

Just now, she was eating in the canteen, and he bought some things downstairs casually to pad the bottom.

Wherever he went, he kept his eyes open. In order to avoid trouble, he went to wait for her in the shadow.

There happened to be a phone call. It was a matter of work. It was quite difficult. And Gong Ling night hung up, but found that the Song Yi people disappeared.

He looked all the way along the road, but she was nowhere to be seen.

At the moment, the sky has been completely dark, the school lights up, Song Yi people finally vent their emotions, out of the court.

When she passed the corner, because the street lights at that intersection were good or bad, she did not notice that a person came to the corner.

His speed is not slow, also did not see Song Yi people, so, two people collided.

"I'm sorry." Overhead, a male voice rings.

The moment he heard his voice, the soul of Song Yi people seemed to be hit hard by something, and the heartbeat missed a beat.

She suddenly stood up straight, raised her eyes, then on a familiar face. All of a sudden, the whole body hair burst instantly!

It's Chu Mingyao!

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