In a person's life, everyone yearns for piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and flowers.

But in the end, no one can escape the firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

In the second semester of the sophomore year, due to the delay of the epidemic, it passed very quickly, and the time of junior year also passed quietly.

The meeting with Han Yaochan at the wine gate meant that Lin Wangyuan put an end to the past story, some things were put down, and some things were picked up again. Since then, between him and Wen Buhui, he has returned to the vivid state of the past.

Friends are offside, lovers are not full. Friends are unwilling to accept friendships, and dare not.

However, after Lin Wangyuan returned to Wen Buhui's side again, Gong Yuhan gradually drew a clear line with the two and no longer deliberately appeared in their lives.

And even, one day in his junior year, he did not tell anyone, so he quietly took a leave of absence from school.

The news was officially released. Due to personal reasons, he applied for a temporary leave of absence for one year. As for the whole story, even Wen Buhui didn't know. After all, she hadn't seen him for more than a month before that, and she didn't know what had happened and what had happened.

Lin Wangyuan found a lot of contact information, but unfortunately, none of them worked.

In fact, if a person wants to hide deliberately, it will be difficult for outsiders to find it. As for the school, the school only knows about his application for a leave of absence, but he does not know the whole story and his current whereabouts. He just handles the temporary leave of absence for him.

Everything returns to the origin, the story returns to the point, and once again between Wen Buhui and Lin Wangyuan.

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It was the senior year in a blink of an eye, and the entire Nanhua University was filled with a nervous atmosphere. Some were preparing for the thesis defense, some were preparing for the internship of the school recruitment, some reviewed for the postgraduate entrance examination, and some were rushing to graduate, and everyone seemed very busy.

Lin Wangyuan is no exception. Although he is not interested in postgraduate entrance examinations, he can't stay idle when the employment pressure falls on him.

The marketing major has a wide coverage, and it sounds like finding a job is simple. But in fact, it is not the case that the content they learn and learn is extremely complex, but there is no proficient in skills that can be mastered.

At this tense moment, an unfortunate news came, which directly disrupted his rhythm.

"There is a classmate Gong Yuhan from our school who has been transferred to the judicial authorities for committing miscarriage and murder. Now, after research and decision, our school will expel him from the school!"

This is a notice published on the official website of South China University. More than 80% of students have seen this news, and Lin Wangyuan is no exception. He even asked about the authenticity of the news through Han Yaochan's relationship, but the result was that there was no falsehood.

As for Wen Buhui, when he saw this news, he was stunned and fainted on the ground.

When she was awake, she just kept crying and was unwilling to accept this cruel fact. After all, no one could accept it. Gong Yuhan, who had just applied for a leave of absence from school, had just left for a year and a half, so why did she get charged with murder?

There may not be Gong Yuhan's place in her heart, but it does not mean that she can ignore the boy.

In the past, she just chose to let go, but did not completely forget it. After all, the boy's kindness to her was true. She remembered the efforts and caring about the past in her heart, which was different from love and was closer to liking.

It was like a slap, and this news spread rapidly at South China University and caused turmoil in the hearts of many people.

As for Lin Wangyuan, what really shocked him was that on the fifth day after the message, he received a call. The place of origin came from the background. There was a vicissitudes of life on the other end of the phone. It sounded like an old man over 50 years old.

"Hello, I am Lin Wangyuan. Are you? Is there anything you need to ask me?"

"Hello, I suddenly called to visit. I really want to talk to you about Gong Yuhan!" The elderly voice said in a deep voice, "Yes, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Mr. Tan, from Kyoto... I wonder if you have heard of Pan Liangyuan? I am one of the ten directors of Pan Liangyuan!"

Director Pan Liangyuan, as soon as the name was released, Lin Wangyuan took a breath.

South China is indeed far from Kyoto, but Pan Liangyuan has been well-known in the entire Chinese country in the past three months. Especially when looking for a job during this period, he searched for a lot of information from various consortiums. It is obvious that Pan Liangyuan is among them.

"Hello, Mr. Tan, can you tell me about Yu Han in detail?"

"Haha, this matter is very involved, and it is not something that can be explained clearly on the phone!" Tan Laoying said, "Let's do this, I'm going to go to Jiangnan tomorrow. You choose a place, we meet each other, and then explain the whole story to you!"

"Okay, see you at 3:00 tomorrow afternoon, the Haikuo Teahouse in South China will never end!"

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The next day, Lin Wangyuan had been sitting in Haikuo Teahouse for an hour, waiting for the old man who claimed to be Tan Lao.

According to common sense, he is currently in a critical period of finding a job, so he should never waste his time on a stranger. But it is related to Gong Yuhan, but he cannot ignore it. After all, he also wants to know what happened in the sudden murder case.

As for the authenticity of Tan Lao’s identity, there is no need to doubt it. Pan Liangyuan’s official website has photos of him. If someone waits for him to meet the number, he can leave without a smile.

Just as he was thinking, two figures stepped into the teahouse gate, one old and one young, and walked towards his direction.

The old man was shaking with a crutch, but his steps were very solid, and his body showed a sharp breath. And the one who was supporting him was a little girl, who was about teenage years old and looked very beautiful.

"Please... I'm so embarrassed, please come here in person!" After confirming the person coming, Lin Wangyuan said respectfully.

"It's okay, the wind and moon in the south of the Yangtze River have a unique flavor. I wanted to come and have a look!" Mr. Tan looked around and then smiled, "Haikuo Teahouse? This place is pretty good, the environment is exactly the same as the name, it's very magnificent!"

"Old Tan praised it. Although it is the best teahouse in South China, it is still quite different from Kyoto. It's a bit aggrieved by seniors!"

"Kyoto... Well, when I was young, I also liked to drink tea. I liked to go to the Zijing Pavilion Teahouse in Kyoto the most!" Tan Lao said lightly, "But in terms of height, I would not like to say that Kyoto is prosperous and the watery in Jiangnan is different in characteristics!"

"Old Tan, you have come all the way. You must not want to talk to your juniors about tea, right?" Lin Wangyuan asked straight to the topic, "Ming Yuhan is my friend, it's about him, please tell me clearly!"
Chapter completed!