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Seeing Yu Wu's appearance, Jiang Shangxue knew that she really heard the noise last night.

At that time, it was nearly three o'clock in the morning, remembering that she didn't see the mist when she woke up in the morning, the softness between Jiang Shangxue's eyebrows and eyes faded a little.

She held Yuwu's wrist and exerted a little force, with a slightly reproachful tone.

"If you don't sleep well, you can sleep more, and other things can be put on hold later, and no one will blame you."

Touching the concern in Jiang Shangxue's eyes, the sourness in Yu Wu's heart became stronger, her eye sockets hurt, and she blinked several times in succession.

Half guilty and half evading, she lowered her head, Yu Wu obediently responded, "I see, Aunt Jiang."

Jiang Shangxue nodded in satisfaction, stroked the broken hair on her forehead, "Go to lunch break, I don't have to go tomorrow and the next two days, I will ask you for leave."

The results of the college entrance examination in province A will be available starting from the 26th tomorrow. Although seeing Yu Wu's appearance, she doesn't seem to be nervous at all, but Jiang Shangxue is unavoidably nervous.

Even more suitable for the role of elders, Jiang Shangxue will think deeply about even a little trouble about Yuwu.

Yu Wu regained her composure for a while, her gaze stayed on Jiang Shangxue for a short while, and then she quickly walked back to the bedroom.

She buried her head in the quilt, shouted silently, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

At any rate, it was restrained.

When eating in the evening, Jiang Shangxue took the initiative to mention the matter of checking the college entrance examination scores after twelve o'clock in the evening.

Yu Wu's eyes paused, and she returned to normal in an instant. She didn't take this matter to heart, but Jiang Shangxue always remembered it.

A feeling of joy secretly arose in her heart, and she didn't show it on her foggy face, so she took the initiative to pick up a piece of fish for Jiang Shangxue.

"I'll check my score tonight before going to sleep."

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

Although the score will be known sooner or later, the sooner this kind of thing is known, the better.

After the meal, Jiang Shangxue went to turn on the TV, which he hadn't turned on much, and called for Yuwu to watch TV together.

It happened to be the animation channel, and it was playing "Joyful and Big Big Wolf".

Jiang Shangxue and Yu Wu were sitting about half an arm's apart, the remote control was placed on the coffee table, and neither of them had any intention of changing the channel.

"Joyful, beautiful sheep, lazy, boiling sheep...Don't look at me as a sheep..."

A cheerful theme song played in the living room, and Yu Wu quietly turned her head to observe Jiang Shangxue.

Looking closely, Jiang Shangxue's side face was covered with soft light, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and she looked a little lazy.

The red lips seem to be filled with a rich light fragrance, which falls in the misty eyes, which is touching.

Taking a breath, Yu Wu adjusted her facial expression and turned her head away as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Mama Chen came out after finishing her work in the kitchen, she saw two people sitting upright, watching cartoons with serious expressions.

Chen's mother couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, "I said my boss, Wuwu, this cartoon is my five or six-year-old grandson's favorite."

Yu Wu didn't pay attention to what was playing on the TV at all, her thoughts had long been chaotic and boundless.

Even if Jiang Shangxue sat by the side and didn't do or say anything, Yu Wu still couldn't help but look at her.

But what Jiang Shangxue thought was waiting for Yuwu to change the channel, she could watch whatever she liked, and watch with her by herself.

Unexpectedly, Yuwu has not moved, so Jiang Shangxue thought too much. She thought of the description of Yuwu's childhood in the script. She was poor and struggling. Maybe she never watched cartoons when she was a child. When she grew up, she would watch it more out of curiosity. It is not difficult to understand.

Thinking like this, Jiang Shangxue quietly watched with Yu Wu without saying anything.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Jiang Shangxue was far more breathless than Yu Wu. Yu Wu first looked away, looked at the sofa, then looked at the balcony after a while, and finally landed on the TV.

He hesitated, "Aunt Jiang, I thought you wanted to see it."

Yu Wu said seriously, her face turned red slowly, as if she was shy.

Only then did Jiang Shangxue realize that she was thinking too much, a faint smile passed her lips, Jiang Shangxue turned her head away, leaned over and picked up the remote control to change the channel.

The movie channel happened to be showing "Young Hannibal".

The plot is drawing to a close.

【"I love you, Mrs. Zi."

"What else can you give to love?"]

Yu Wu caught these two lines at a glance, and when she was about to read them carefully, Jiang Shangxue changed the channel to a soap opera with a relaxed tone.

The vague memory gradually became clear, Yu Wu remembered that she had watched this movie in her previous life.

One of the elective courses that year was classic movie appreciation, and Yan Wu watched the movie in its entirety in class.

At that time, I also assigned homework in class. The question is what kind of affection does Hannibal have for Mrs. Purple in the play, family affection?love?rely?Possession?

At that time, Yuwu was a loner, and even in the eyes of others, she had a surly and withdrawn personality, and no one would take the initiative to talk to her.

There were a lot of answers discussed back then, and Yu Wu couldn’t remember very clearly, but only these two lines were clearly remembered, and there was also a teacher’s analysis of the relationship between Mrs. Zi and Hannibal.

"Mrs. Zi is afraid of Hannibal. His rather deformed and paranoid possessive and protective desires doomed this relationship to end without a problem."

Yu Wu found out in a trance that the self in this life was surprisingly similar to Hannibal in some aspects.

The same tragic childhood has also become an elder who appears as a life-saving salvation.

In the movie, Hannibal confessed his love enthusiastically and bravely, and he...

Yu Wu was so flustered that she got up suddenly to pour water.

The line of Mrs. Zi in the movie was circling in my mind.

"What else can you love?"

Yu Wu nibbled on the rim of the cup, and her chaotic thoughts miraculously became clear.

What can I use to love myself?

There are many excellent suitors around Jiang Shangxue, but now she is just a helpless orphan who needs her protection.

Those thoughts that shouldn't be there are simply wishful thinking.

Yu Wu slightly frowned, and when she returned to the sofa with the cup in her hand, her heart was extremely calm.

Seeing her pale face, Jiang Shangxue reached out and touched Yu Wu's hand.

A little cold, in a cold sweat.

It was clearly midsummer, Jiang Shangxue looked at Yu Wu, frowned her long eyebrows, and asked.

"Wuwu, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No."

Seeing that Jiang Shangxue didn't believe it, Yu Wu took the initiative to hold Jiang Shangxue's hand and put it on her forehead.

"There's really no discomfort."

Staring at Yuwu for a moment, Jiang Shangxue exerted strength with his hands, pulled up Yuwu, led her to the bathroom, and put a basin of hot water on her.

Holding her hand and soaking it in the hot water, Jiang Shangxue lost all smiles on her face, "It's been several months, why hasn't my health improved at all."

The warm water was rippling, and Yu Wu lowered her gaze, looking at herself in the water and Jiang Shangxue's hands.

There are scars all over my hands in different shades of color. It's not ugly, but it's definitely not good-looking.

But Jiang Shangxue's hands were slender and smooth, with well-shaped wrist bones, which were indescribably beautiful.

But that pair of beautiful hands were holding mine tightly, a little bit of heartbeat, without leaving any traces, it penetrated into the misty skin along the water flow.

Jiang Shangxue never disliked her hand.

The arms of the two were close together, and as they rubbed against each other gently, it aroused a shallow impatience and intimacy.

Yu Wu's eyelashes trembled, and the chest cavity was gradually filled with warmth.

Putting away the unbearable thoughts, Yu Wu's heart was full of warmth.

Perhaps it was because Yuwu's eyes were too focused, Jiang Shangxue followed her gaze and lowered her head.

"Even if there are scars, Wuwu's hands are not ugly, and they can be removed by surgery."

Jiang Shangxue's brows and eyes were soft, and she smiled lightly at Yuwu.

Obviously there was no smile on Jiang Shangxue's face just now, Yu Wu stared at her for a moment and nodded heavily.

"Ah."

She looked so cute, Jiang Shangxue looked soft-hearted, took a hand towel beside her and wiped her hands herself.

"It is not allowed to sleep with the air conditioner at night, it is easy to catch a cold."

"I know, Aunt Jiang, I'm really not a child anymore."

Yu Wu looked ashamed and annoyed, Jiang Shangxue was amused by her and smiled.

The two walked back to the living room, holding hands that never loosened.

Overcoming the obstacles in her heart, Yu Wu's mentality gradually stabilized.

She sat closer to Jiang Shangxue, and the warm breath came over. Except for the whitening of the knuckles on the other side, there was no other abnormality.

The clock on the wall swung slightly, and at [-]:[-], Yu Wu opened the webpage in advance and entered the account number and password.

As soon as twelve o'clock passed, I immediately clicked on the query.

The icons loaded on the phone screen kept spinning, and it took a few minutes for the page to appear.

The column of the total score shows 686.

This score is ideal for the liberal arts in province A.

The admission score for liberal arts at Nanzhou University last year was 654. Even without adding the [-] points for the self-enrollment exam, Yu Wu could still enter Nanzhou University.

The expression on Jiang Shangxue's face didn't change much, except for her eyes that were bent up, she looked very happy. She pinched Yuwu's face, and hugged her again, "Wuwu is awesome."

Yuwu was completely taken into her arms. Yuwu didn't feel very happy at first, but she could feel Jiang Shangxue's real happiness just by listening to the voice.

Jiang Shangxue's arms were warm and soft.

Letting herself snuggle up, Yu Wu laughed lightly.

Emotions are probably contagious, Jiang Shangxue was happy, and Yu Wu was also happy.

No. Both of them woke up late on the 20th day, Jiang Shangxue sent a message to Chen Ma the night before, telling her not to come over in the morning.

Around ten o'clock, the two went out to Dongshu Middle School together.

Teacher Bo, the head teacher, sent a message asking people to go to school tomorrow to get the portfolio and report card.

The school moved quickly, and a large honor roll was posted on both sides of the bulletin board at the school gate.

Yu Wu's name and score were impressively placed at the front of the first column.

The Hall of Fame was crowded with parents and students, and it was very lively. There were many voices discussing the mist. Unlike before, the discussions this time were all praises.

Everything seems to be extraordinarily warm today, Yu Wu is led by Jiang Shangxue, listening to others praise herself in front of Jiang Shangxue.

For the first time, Yu Wu felt a little proud and self-satisfied.

The name under Yuwu was Mu Chengzhou, followed by Xu Chacha, and Zhao Changming's name disappeared, and he was not found in the first list.

Impatient to watch again, Yu Wu turned to Jiang Shangxue and said, "Aunt Jiang, let's go to the classroom."

"Okay," Jiang Shangxue looked at her lovingly, and was held tightly by Yu Wu in turn, leading her forward.

Teacher Bo was standing in the middle of the class platform, his face almost turned into a flower with a smile.

Yuwu lived up to expectations, she was No.1 in the third grade of Dongshu Middle School, and Mu Chengzhou No.20.

No. 20 is in his own class, and Teacher Bo never closed his grinning mouth.

Mu Chengzhou was on the side to help distribute the transcripts and files, and he picked out Yu Wu's one and put it aside.

When Jiang Shangxue and Yu Wu arrived, Teacher Bo saw them at a glance and waved very kindly.

"Mother Wuwu, Wuwu is really amazing. She is only three points away from the provincial champion, ranking No. 20 in the province."

Speaking of this, Mr. Bo couldn't hide his pity in his tone, it's a matter of choosing a topic!

Jiang Shangxue smiled politely and handed over the dim sum from Judezhuang, "Thanks to Mr. Bo for taking care of me for more than a month."

It's not something expensive, it's just a thought.

Teacher Bo accepted it with a smile on his face, and signaled Mu Chengzhou to hand over the report card and portfolio to Yu Wu.

Mu Chengzhou looked at Jiang Shangxue and was very nervous. He thought Jiang Shangxue was just one of Yuwu's elders last time, but he never expected that it would be Yuwu's mother, who looked so young.

After hesitating for a while, Mu Chengzhou asked while facing Jiang Shangxue's gaze.

"Student Yuwu, are you going to apply for Nanjing University? Can you tell me your phone number?"

Yu Wu was taken aback.

Jiang Shangxue and Teacher Bo laughed.

Mu Chengzhou's face was flushed, and his immature facial features could not conceal the youthfulness of a young man.

His move was bold, but within reason.

Among children who are about to enter college soon, falling in love is a matter of course.

Seeing that Yu Wu had been silent, Teacher Bo chimed in, "One of you is No. 20 and the other is No. [-]. You are probably going to Nanjing University. It is also fate to meet and become good friends."

Yu Wu turned her head to look at Jiang Shangxue, she was smiling and nodding.

For some reason, Yu Wu felt a little bored for no reason, so she restrained herself and gave out her mobile phone number.

The author has something to say:

"Joyful and Big Big Wolf" and "Young Hannibal" involved in this chapter are all dramas that exist in reality, and all related discussions are not original.