She was sleeping so well that Cheng Xiyu lowered his head to kiss her with a smile in his eyes.

A light kiss was placed on the corner of the mouth, and the moment their skin touched each other, Jiang Shu's long eyelashes couldn't help trembling. Without opening her eyes, she moved a few times uncomfortably, as if blaming him for waking her up.

Cheng Xiyu deliberately chased her and kissed her twice more. Seeing that she was about to get annoyed, she weakly whispered: "Be good, I won't bother you anymore."

Why is my little lover so delicate?

Wang in front also slowed down and the car drove smoothly. 20 minutes later, the car arrived at the NTU campus.

Wang Ye: "Sir——"

Cheng Xiyu glanced at the time and saw that it was still quite early. Jiang Shu next to him was sleeping soundly. He gestured to Wang Ye not to speak.

Wang Ye: "…………" It’s here.

Forget it, just be happy.

There was still some time before he went to work, and the atmosphere was a bit good. He wanted to wake Jiang Shu up later.

While waiting, many NTU students coming and going looked curiously at this extremely luxurious car.

Cheng Xiyu thought for a while and asked Wang Ye to pull down the visor calmly.

Jiang Shu is so well-behaved and beautiful at this time, how could she let others see her casually?

She slept well, and Cheng Xiyu didn't want to disturb her. He silently opened his phone and looked at today's itinerary that Wang Ye sent to him. He scrolled down and there was a new unread message on WeChat——

[Bai Yiyi]: Are you free?

He looked at the time and saw it was sent last night.

Cheng Xiyu's sliding fingers paused, frozen there a little stiffly.

The notes he had read thousands of times and the familiar avatar made his heart sink, and the confined space in the car made him breathless.

Many people say that first love is the most unforgettable, because it not only represents a young love, but also represents their own profound youth.

He couldn't remember how he got to know Bai Yiyi. He grew up in the military compound. Cheng's father and Cheng's mother were very strict and had no time to go out to play.

In fact, he is not that keen on playing, but when little Cheng Xiyu sees his childhood caregiver always acting like a little fool and playing with other children, he will also feel very envious.

That winter, it snowed heavily in Nanshi. The 7-year-old Gu was wrapped up like a group leader and took Cheng Xiyu, who was one year older than him, out to build a snowman.

Little Cheng Xiyu said "childish", but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth. She was still too young, and her face showed happiness or sadness.

Cheng's mother was very angry when she saw it. Cheng Xiyu still clearly remembers her mother's expression at that time. Hateful that iron cannot become steel? Disappointed? Angry?

But he was only 8 years old at the time, which is the age when children usually like to play.

His mother neither beat him nor scolded him. She just punished him by kneeling in the snow.

As a young boy, he knelt down for only a few minutes before his face turned pale with cold. The little caregiver was so frightened that he ran to find Xiang Jiamu crying.

Nine-year-old Xiang Jiamu was learning how to make dumplings with his mother at home. Hearing Gu Zhao's incoherent words, Xiang Jiamu was worried and came out to hug him, who was about to faint from the cold.

When he was 8 years old, he spent the winter solstice, the day of family reunion, in a cold hospital bed.

Little Cheng Xiyu was cold all over, pursed her lips tightly, opened her eyes wide, not crying, just a little, just a little...sad.

Angry at her mother, she contacted Father Cheng outside the ward who was discussing business.

The little girl who was getting an intravenous drip in the hospital bed next to her looked at him curiously: "Brother, are you sick too? My mother said that you need injections when you are sick, so I took them, but it hurts."

Seeing that he didn't speak, the little girl was not angry and continued: "Brother, brother, you are so beautiful. Don't be afraid. The nurse will give you the injection in a while. Just ask your mother to cover your eyes and breathe again."

It won't hurt if you breathe out..."

Little Cheng Xiyu thought that it would definitely hurt him...

The next day, the little girl was going to be discharged from the hospital. Many people came to pick her up, including her parents and a little boy.

Little Cheng Xiyu turned his back and stared blankly at the falling snow outside the window with an expressionless face. Suddenly, a small hand appeared in front of his eyes, holding up a piece of paper with graffiti.

"Brother Leng, I drew this snowman for you..."

Little Cheng Xiyu pursed his lips warily but did not answer. The girl placed the painting next to the pillow.

The little boy next to the girl said in an anxious tone: "Bai Yiyi! You're gone, your parents are waiting for you. You run around every day, and you get sick and go to the hospital during the holidays. Can you..."

The voices faded away, and the girl and her group left.

Little Cheng Xiyu lowered his eyes and looked at the painting for a while, carefully folded it and put it in his pocket.

That afternoon, the housekeeper came to take him back. His father did not come home, and his mother went back to his grandfather's house.

Everyone has forgotten that there is a little one in the hospital.

Everyone has also forgotten that the winter solstice is his birthday.

After being discharged from the hospital, Cheng's father and Cheng's mother felt a little guilty. They bought him expensive birthday gifts, wished him a happy birthday, and asked him if there was anything else he wanted.

Little Cheng Xiyu just shook his head silently and said, "No."

He is proud and stubborn at heart. Things that were not intended to be given to him at the time, he would not want after time.

That winter solstice, the snowman he failed to build melted, and Bai Yiyi gave him a better one.

That's his birthday present.

…………………………

It was dark inside the car, and the messages on the screen were even more dazzling.

Cheng Xiyu's eyes were heavy and he made no move, letting the screen dim silently.

Later, they met in high school. Bai Yiyi had long forgotten the episode in her childhood and fell in love with him at first sight. She chased him and he agreed. The two naturally fell in love.

Someone was with him on his birthday, and someone cared about everything about him. This was a warmth that was unprecedented in the past.

He doesn't care that no one holds a parent-teacher meeting, he doesn't care about his father's neglect, his mother's harshness, he doesn't care about having the person or thing he lost in the end.

During those two years, he refused to break up despite the pressure, but after receiving a "breakup" text message from Bai Yiyi, Bai Yiyi became the person he had and ultimately lost.

……………………

Jiang Shu moved beside her, her eyelashes trembled, and then she woke up. Before she even opened her eyes, she started to touch her phone. When she touched her phone and checked the time, she let out a small breath. Then she felt a little confused.

It was Cheng Xiyu's cell phone, and he subconsciously looked for his own cell phone.

Her sleeping face was flushed, and the corners of her eyes were still glistening. She made a series of confused movements. Cheng Xiyu was originally feeling depressed and releasing the cold air next to her, but when he saw her cute appearance, he felt a lot better.

Wan'er: "What are you looking for? You can't even tell the difference with your cell phone?"

Hearing the voice, Jiang Shu looked back at him in confusion, saw the mobile phone in his hand, and then looked at her own before putting it in her pocket as if to make sure.

The colors of their mobile phones were similar, so it was normal for her to be a little confused for a moment, but Cheng Xiyu just felt uncomfortable.

Doesn't she like him very much? Why can't she even distinguish his things?

"What? You can't even recognize my mobile phone?" Cheng Xiyu looked at her with a half-smile, and said coldly with a hint of danger in his eyes: "Jiang Shu, you don't even know my birthday, do you?"

Jiang Shu blinked and was stunned for a moment, not expecting that he would ask this.

"You really don't know?", the gloominess in his eyes had no place to rest, and the car became cold.

Jiang Shu: "...No. Why are you so cruel..."

"………………"

Cheng Xiyu was a little fierce. He also knew that his current mood was not right. If he continued to ask questions, the atmosphere would only get worse. He closed his eyes, adjusted himself, and said coldly: "Go down."

Jiang Shu was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and got out of the car without saying anything. As soon as she stood still, the black car drove out. She lowered her eyes and did not move, not knowing what she was thinking.

Through the rearview mirror, Cheng Xiyu saw her standing there depressed for a while before turning around and walking towards the campus. His eyes became more gloomy.

Ren Ping has a high prestige in Nanda and is also a famous appraiser in the entire Nan City. He has high requirements for accepting apprentices, and so far he only has two apprentices: Bai Shuxi and Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu studied with Ren Ping for all four years of her undergraduate studies. Ren Ping valued her very much and would take her with him to some important occasions to gain experience.

After meeting, Ren Ping looked at his outstanding student and said happily: "Here you are? Don't be nervous for a moment. This league is held on our campus. It's a matter close to home. You are a judge, not a contestant.

Just treat it with a normal attitude."

Jiang Shu smiled respectfully: "Thank you, teacher, I understand."

"Okay, you have this ability. Teacher, I won't say much more. Go and prepare first. You don't need to stay with me here."

Jiang Shu listened to her teacher's words and followed her junior brother to the backstage of the competition.

………………

At the same time, in a lounge in the waiting area of ​​NTU,

"University B is also my alma mater. Although I am not a jewelry appraisal major, I still want to contribute to my alma mater." Mo Qian sat on the black chair and said with his feet raised.

Next to them, the two contestants from University B stood at a loss, but the judges from University B, their seniors, smiled in agreement and asked, "Brother Mo, what is this..."

Mo Qian clapped his hands, and the two people around him carefully carried out a tightly wrapped square object. Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, they slowly uncovered the layer of velvet covering it. Several people took a deep breath.

This is a famous medieval painting. It is rumored that it was originally in a museum in Nancheng. It was later bought by a private seller. It was sold at a high price. Later, it changed hands to several people one after another, and the news disappeared. Now it appears here.

Mo Qian touched the frame and said: "This is a painting given to me by my friend. It was stolen two years ago and was only found recently. There are several paintings that no one can tell whether they are genuine or not. Maybe you can take this for the competition."

Maybe we can win."
To be continued...