The next morning.
Zhou Manchun woke up in Jin Beisen's arms. The familiar smell made her feel nostalgic. Jin Beisen had the same smell of shower gel as her, so the two of them liked to hug each other.
It seemed that only in her dreams would Zhou Manchun rely on Jin Beisen so much.
Jin Beisen opened his eyes and saw that the little woman lying peacefully in his arms was sleeping sweetly. He didn't disturb her. Instead, he gently pulled out his arm and let Zhou Manchun continue to sleep.
When Zhou Manchun's wrist was cut, Jin Beisen overbearingly forbade her to go to work. He helped her apply for a week's leave and directly called the director of Jiaru Hospital.
When the director received Jin Beisen's call, he didn't dare to disobey. He decisively approved a week's leave for Zhou Manchun.
Jin Beisen rested for a whole day yesterday. In order to wait for Zhou Manchun, he even canceled a very important conference call. A lot of work was backlogged until today. If it weren't for the fact that he was busy with work, Jin Beisen really wanted to lie in bed with Zhou Manchun for a whole day.
It wasn't until Jin Beisen drove away that Zhou Manchun ran to the balcony barefoot and looked around. When she saw that Jin Beisen's car was gone, she felt relieved and got up.
"Miss Zhou, why are you up so early?" Aunt Wang walked to the dining table with a glass of milk and said with a smile.
"My cousin asked me to go shopping today." Zhou Manchun smiled calmly. Compared to Jin Beisen, aunt Wang was much easier to talk to.
"How's Miss Zhou's wound? Before boss Jin left, he told me to accompany you to the hospital to change your dressing today. "
Zhou Manchun touched her wrist and said with a sweet smile, "Aunt Wang, don't worry. I'll go by myself. You should have a good rest at home. You've been working so hard every day. I'll sleep late tonight."
Aunt Wang was amused by Zhou Manchun's words. She smiled and said, "Miss Zhou, I'm old. I can't sleep in even if I want to. Sigh... I was born to be busy."
"Then aunt Wang should do something she likes. Aunt Wang, what do you like to do?"
"I quite like cross-stitch embroidery."
"Then I'll come back later and buy some for you."
After breakfast, Zhou Manchun hurried out and drove to the No.1 Middle School in City A.
The No.1 Middle School in City A was a very artistic school. Unlike other schools, the No.1 Middle School was full of French sycamore trees and the school covered a very large area. There were 18 classes in each grade. The teaching building for freshmen was blue, the buildings for sophomores were yellow, and the buildings for juniors were green. It was a very distinctive architectural style. There was also a mountain in the school for art students to take pictures and for students to exercise and climb.
The most unforgettable thing for Zhou Manchun was the lavender flower field. Every June and July, the lavender was in full bloom. Every year, the No.1 Middle School held a violin competition, which was held in the lavender flower field.
Zhou Manchun's best friend had won the violin competition for three years in a row. So far, no one had been able to break this record.
There was a group of special art students in the No.1 Middle School, and Zhou Manchun majored in both art and learning. She had been playing piano since she was in elementary school, and her skills had been perfected.
Walking to the most familiar playground, Zhou Manchun stopped under the No. 7 basket, which used to be Zhao Tianyu's favorite place to play basketball.
At first, Zhou Manchun didn't know why she could see Zhao Tianyu playing basketball in the dormitory building every day. The position of the No. 7 basket happened to be facing their dormitory. Now thinking about it, it turned out that everything was carefully arranged by Zhao Tianyu.
Perhaps their love was like a long-planned conspiracy, but they had given their hearts to each other. Zhou Manchun hated him, but those scars would eventually be diluted by time.
"The students are all on vacation, and the school has become so deserted." A familiar voice came from behind Zhou Manchun, with vicissitudes of emotion.
Zhou Manchun turned her head. Without thinking, she knew that this was Zhao Tianyu's voice. It was too familiar. Zhao Tianyu wore a white T-shirt and dark blue jeans. It had been a long time since she saw him dressed so casually.
His clean face had long been shaved off the beard that grew in the detention center. It seemed that the person in front of her was the familiar him.
"Yes, the school has changed a lot, but the things that I like are still there." Zhou Manchun said with a smile.
"Let's go for a walk." Zhao Tianyu put his hands in his pockets because he didn't know where to put his hands. Now that Zhou Manchun was no longer his girlfriend, his hands had to be obedient!
In the past, they always walked here hand in hand or shoulder to shoulder.
"En." Zhou Manchun responded, and her heart was very complicated.
There was a voice in her heart that cried out, forgiving him, she had forgiven him.
Seeing that Zhao Tianyu had become like this, Zhou Manchun still had some sympathy for him, so she would ask her father to let Zhao Tianyu go. Only in this way, they could not owe each other anything.
"Xiaochun, I have thought a lot in here these days." Zhao Tianyu walked on the left side of Zhou Manchun, helping her to block the hot summer sun.
"What have you thought about?" Zhou Manchun asked.
"Thank you … You used to love me so seriously. I did something wrong to you, but that love is true." Zhao Tianyu suddenly pulled Zhou Manchun to the shade of the tree, but he stood in the sun with his back to the sun. He hadn't felt the sun for a long time. The days in the detention center were very boring and lonely, but they made him see through everything and even let go of his hatred. Even if Zhou Tinghao didn't let him out, he wouldn't have any complaints.
Looking at the serious expression on his face, Zhou Manchun believed him. Although Zhao Tianyu was a scheming person, his nature was not bad. If he could live in a happy family since he was a child, maybe he would not become like this.
"Tianyu, the things between us have passed. I hope you can also look forward. If you get married one day, you must let me know and let me see your bride." Zhou Manchun smiled, but she felt that her tone sounded a little sour.
If there was no accident, his bride would be her!
Between them, there was no fate. Zhou Manchun felt that she had let go of those things. For the time being, she would not think about love.
"Well, I will send it to your email." Zhao Tianyu smiled bitterly because Zhou Manchun had blocked all his contact information.
Zhou Manchun smiled and said nothing. They continued to walk forward side by side. Unconsciously, they came to the piano room.
There are 208 pianos in the piano room of No. 1 Middle School. The lawn outside the piano room is also full of champagne roses. The most conspicuous is the statue of Beethoven, which echoes the statue of Paganini in the lavender flower field.
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