The next morning.

Zhou Manzhen woke up from Jin Beiseng's embrace, and the familiar smell gave her a sense of longing. Jin Beiseng had the same smell as her, so they both liked to hug each other.

It seemed that only in his dreams would Zhou Manzhen be so reliant on Jin Beiseng.

Jin Beisan opened his eyes and saw the little woman sleeping soundly in his arms. He didn't disturb her and instead gently pulled out his arm, allowing Zhou Manzhen to continue sleeping.

Zhou Manzhen's wrist was cut, and Jin Beiseng was so domineering that he didn't allow her to work. He helped her ask for a week's leave and called the dean of Jiayu Hospital.

After the dean received Jin Beisheng's call, how could he dare to disobey, he decisively gave Zhou Man a week's leave.

Jin Beiseng had a day of rest yesterday. In order to wait for Zhou Manzhen, he even canceled an important conference call, and many tasks were still pending today. If it weren't for his busy schedule, Jin Beisheng really wanted to lie in bed with Zhou Manzhen for the whole day.

It wasn't until Jin Beisheng drove away that Zhou Manzhen ran barefoot to the balcony to take a look. Seeing that Jin Beisheng's car was no longer there, she got up with a sigh of relief.

"Miss Zhou, why are you up so early?" WangMa brought a glass of milk to the dining table and smiled.

"Today my cousin asked me to go shopping." Compared to Jin Beisheng, Wang Ma seemed to be much easier to talk with.

"How is Miss Zhou's wound?" Before leaving just now, Boss Jin told me that he will accompany you to the hospital to change your medicine today. "

Zhou Manzhen touched her wrist, smiled sweetly and said, "Wang Ma, don't worry, I'll be there myself. You should rest at home. It's been a long day, so sleep a lot today."

Wang Ma was amused by Zhou Manzhen's words. She laughed and said, "Miss Zhou, I'm old, I can't fall asleep even if I wanted to. Sigh ??" "She's born to work so hard."

"Then Wang Ma can do what you like. Wang Ma, what do you like to do?"

"I like embroidery."

"Then I'll come back later to buy some for you."

After breakfast, Zhou Manzhen hurried out of the house and drove to No.1 Middle School in A City.

A high school was a very artistic school, unlike other schools, where one high school was filled with French parasol trees, and the school took up an extremely large area of land. There were eighteen classes in each grade, and the teaching buildings of the first year students were blue, yellow, green, and very distinctive architectural styles. There was a mountain in the school for art students to write about, and the students could train their bodies and climb the mountain.

What was most unforgettable to Zhou Manzhen was the lavender flower field. Every June or July, lavender would bloom to the brim, and every year, there would be a violin competition held in the middle of the lavender flower field.

Zhou's best friend once won the violin competition three years in a row, so far no one has been able to break this record.

There would be a special group of art students in No. 1 High School, while Zhou Manquan was a combination of art and study. She had already mastered the art of piano in primary school.

Walking to the familiar playground, Zhou Manzhu stopped under the seventh basket. This was where Zhao Tianyu had once liked to play basketball.

At first, Zhou Manzhu did not know why, but every day she would see Zhao Tianyu playing in the dorm. The location of basket number seven was just right in front of their room. Now she realized that it was all carefully arranged by Zhao Tianyu.

Perhaps the love between the two of them was just like a conspiracy that was pla

ed for a long time, but they had both given their hearts to each other. Zhou Manzhen had resented him, but those wounds would eventually be washed away by time.

"The students are on vacation. The school has become so deserted." A familiar voice came from behind Zhou Manzhen, carrying an ancient feeling.

Zhou Weiqing turned around. Without even thinking, he knew that it was Zhao Tianyu's voice. It was so familiar. Zhao Tianyu was wearing a white T-shirt and dark blue jeans. It had been a long time since he last saw him dressed in such casual attire.

The clean face had long since shaved off the beard that had grown on it in the detention center, as if the person in front of him was that familiar person once again.

"Yeah, the school has changed a lot, but the things I like are still there." Zhou Manzhu said with a smile.

"Let's go for a walk." Zhao Tianyu put his hands in his pockets, because he did not know where his hands were better off. Now that Zhou Weiqing was no longer his girlfriend, his hands had to be more obedient!

In the past, they had always walked here hand in hand, or side by side.

"Right." "Yes," Zhou Manzhen replied, his heart very complicated.

A voice inside her cried, Forgive him, she has forgiven him.

Seeing Zhao Tianyu in such a state, Zhou Weiqing felt some sympathy for him, which was why he had begged her father to let him go. Only by doing so could they not owe each other anything.

"Xiaochun, I've thought about a lot inside these past few days." Zhao Tianyu walked to Zhou Manzhen's left, helping her block out the hot summer sun.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhou Manzhen asked.

"Thank you ??" I have loved you so seriously, and I have done something that has let you down, but that love is real. " He had not felt the sun for a long time. The days in the detention center had been very boring and lonely, but it had allowed him to see through everything, even to the point of letting go of his hatred. Even if Zhou Tinghao did not let him out, he would not have any complaints.

Seeing his serious expression, Zhou Manzhen believed him. Although Zhao Tianyu was a scheming person, his nature was not bad. If he had lived in a happy family since he was young, perhaps he wouldn't have become like this.

"Tianyu, everything that has happened between us has passed. I hope that you can keep an eye on the future. One day, if you are married, you must inform me. Let me see your bride." Zhou Manzhen smiled, but he felt that his tone sounded a little sour.

If nothing had happened to her, his bride would be her!

There was no difference between them due to fate. Zhou Manzhen felt that she had already let go of those matters. For now, she would not think about love anymore.

"Alright, I'll send it to your mailbox when the time comes." Zhao Tianyu said with a wry smile, because Zhou Weiqing had completely blocked all his methods of communication.

Zhou Manzhu smiled without a word. The two continued to walk forward shoulder to shoulder. Unknowingly, they had arrived at the zither room.

There were two hundred and eight pianos in the middle school, and the lawn outside the piano room was full of champagne roses. The most conspicuous thing was the statue of Beethoven, which matched the statue of Paganini in the lavender garden.

In the past, Zhao Tianyu loved to come here and listen to Zhou Manzhu play the piano. The first piano room on the first floor was Zhou Manzhen's exclusive music room, and it was also the largest and best of all the music rooms.