Xie Yunting thought about it carefully and found that there should be no similar fragments in his memory.

But this uncontrollable familiarity and almost instinctive helplessness made him slightly frightened.

After a moment, he lowered his eyes and looked back at the letter that Master Charles had sent to him. He pushed out the card inside with his fingertips and carefully remembered the name.

Then he continued to speak quietly to the phone again:

"Hello, Miss Shen, I am Xie Yunting, the junior introduced by Master Charles to accompany you to the incense tasting party."

"I'm sorry to have contacted you now."

As if they just heard it, there was finally a sound.

"It's okay if you know you're wrong." The girl's voice was lazily, and she sounded very young. Because the environment was too comfortable, she felt confident and unmotivated, "Don't do it next time."

Xie Yunting didn't expect it to be a young girl, and was startled for a moment.

After hearing the content, his expression looked weird for a second, as if he was a junior being educated.

Later, he calmly recovered and agreed: "Okay, I won't do it again."

Xie Yunting picked up the pen and said warmly to the young girl: "Miss Shen, please tell her the address. I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

Shen Yuntang told him the address. Xie Yunting had just written it down when he heard her continue casually: "Remember not to use perfume in the car, unless it is the Pastoral Fragrance Series hand-mixed by Charles. There must be a small table, screen, and cushions. Two layers, the windows need one-way glass."

The tip of his pen paused, but Miss Shen's instructions on the other end hadn't stopped yet:

"Before I get in the car, the internal temperature is adjusted to 24 degrees, and after I get in the car, it is raised to 26 degrees. I prepare two to three brand new blankets and intelligently packed garbage bins. The 20L car refrigerator is enough. I only drink one brand. Vegetable juice, production date is within one day..."

Xie Yunting was silent for a long time.

After Shen Yuntang finished explaining, he finally moved the tip of his pen and lightly wrote two strokes on the paper.

Shen Yuntang is still not finished, but after all, he won't be going out for a few days, so these simple preparations are enough.

He could only say with a slight regret: "Do you remember?"

The junior over there smiled softly, the tip of his pen rustled, and said, "I remember."

"Okay, let's be there before seven o'clock." Shen Yuntang clicked off the projector.

He paused again, nodded after a moment, and said gently: "I am willing to serve Miss Shen."

Bihuo Yuyan came up.

Shen Yuntang is rarely satisfied with this junior.

She hung up the phone, felt sleepy, took a comfortable bath with her precious essential oils that she couldn't put down, and fell asleep.

Huo Yuyan came back in the middle of the night.

It was just the second half of the night for Shen Yuntang. It was actually only ten o'clock.

Because Huo Xihuai was going to school officially the next day, it was already late after he finished work, but he still went back to Huo's house.

As expected, the house was quiet. He knocked on the door of Huo Xihuai's room and found that he was squatting on the ground packing his luggage.

Huo Yuyan paused, "Have you decided to live on campus?"

Huo Xihuaizheng put a few thick information books in and said a dull "hmm" after hearing the sound.

Huo Yuyan thought so. It would be a waste of energy to go back and forth every day in the third year of high school. The only thing he was worried about was that Huo Xihuai would not be able to adapt to the group environment when he went to school alone, but then he thought about it. He was able to score more than 20 points above the sea level in just one month. You can imagine his perseverance.

He is trying so hard to return to school. Maybe it will be better for him to integrate into the school environment.

Huo Yuyan also squatted down and packed up with him in silence.

Huo Xihuai raised his head and glanced at his hand, paused for a moment, stopped after he put a few shirts into the suitcase, and said, "Thank you, brother."

Huo Yuyan put the suitcase on his back and zipped it up, then raised his head and patted his head indifferently.

Finally everything was tidied up, and the room became clean, with very few traces of Huo Xihuai.

Huo Yuyan then squatted down half-crouched, looked at him at eye level, spoke straightforwardly, and said seriously:

"You are a genius."

He had heard about Huo Xihuai's grades before he left school. Most people couldn't do that well, but this kid had always worked hard.

But he is still too young and can be easily injured.

Huo Yuyan stared at him directly and said, "Never trap yourself in a certain place because of any external objects."

Huo Xihuai looked at him, his eyes twinkling slightly.

Huo Yuyan stretched out his hand and said from the bottom of his heart: "The road to seventeen is still long."

——"Come out."

The twenty-eight-year-old adult took the seventeen-year-old Huo Xihuai's hand and stood up.

Huo Yuyan stood in the corridor, looking silently at the stack of suitcases.

Compared with the simple box from Huo Xihuai, this piece is like entering a luggage store, with the logos of all the big brands that produce boxes gathered together.

The words Huo Xihuai said were still swirling in his mind, and he originally wanted to find a chance to thank Miss Shen for her generous act.

But?…

Huo Yuyan rubbed his eyebrows and sent a message to the housekeeper - Shen Yuntang? Has he ever planned to divorce?

After a while, the housekeeper replied to him:...

Housekeeper: Sir, Miss Shen is going abroad tomorrow.

Huo Yuyan:?

What's wrong with him? He doesn't know anything about it?

...Forget it, his family status doesn't seem to make it necessary to know.

Butler: It was the incense tasting party mentioned last month. Master Charles personally invited Miss Shen to it.

Housekeeper: Did you send someone to pick up Miss Shen? She will arrive tomorrow morning.

Only then did Huo Yuyan remember that there was something else going on. The matter of thanking Shen Yuntang could only wait until she came back. Fortunately, he had some good news to tell her by then.

Unknowingly, Huo Yuyan slept until dawn. When he woke up in the morning and wanted to open the curtains to receive a bath of sunlight, he found that the curtains could only be moved halfway, so he started to tell him "there is an obstacle."

,cannot go back any further”.

Huo Yuyan took a look with some confusion. The original simple barrier in the middle of the master bedroom had turned into a solid wall.

The entire master bedroom's en suite bathroom and dressing room are on Shen Yuntang's side, and there is only a bed on his side.

Huo Yuyan: "..."

Suddenly I felt that my family status was lower.

He went to the guest room to take a shower, and went downstairs with his hair still a little wet.

Shen Yuntang was already sitting on the sofa, elegantly dressed, drinking tea.

He took a look and consciously went to the restaurant in silence.

While eating the Western breakfast that Ji Liang casually prepared, the doorbell rang suddenly. Butler Li quickly went up and opened the door, and Huo Yuyan also raised his head, holding the coffee cup, and rang for the first time this morning.

The voice from the owner's home.

"Please come in and sit down."

Shen Yuntang ignored him.

People outside heard his voice and said gently: "I won't bother you, I'm pressed for time."

Huo Yuyan moved the cup to his mouth.

Male.

young.

The sound is barely passable.

When Shen Yuntang got up and was about to leave, she saw Huo Yuyan standing behind the sofa in an elusive manner. Her expression stopped.

"This is the person sent by Master Charles?" Huo Yuyan gestured towards the entrance with his cup, then looked back at Shen Yuntang.

After only three seconds of looking at each other, he looked away and said:

"I think it would be more respectable to say hello."

Shen Yuntang looked at him and suddenly sneered. His voice was sweet: "Mr. Huo will look more decent if he takes off his nightgown."

Huo Yuyan paused, put down his coffee cup without changing his expression, and tied his nightgown tightly.

Seeing that Shen Yuntang had put on his sunglasses and walked out without paying any attention to him, Huo Yuyan quickly followed, crossed the marble screen, and met the man outside the door.

…

Not authentic.

This Master Charles is not authentic.

Huo Yuyan looked at this man who was almost the same as him in terms of figure, appearance, and even wearing silver half-rimmed glasses. For a moment, his movements felt unnatural.
To be continued...