I'm really immortal

The sycamore trees on campus have lost many leaves, and the remaining leaves are hanging sparsely. They are also withered and yellow in color, showing the decline of not being able to withstand the winter, like an old man who is depressed and unwilling to speak in the same season. .

Old people are always prone to end their lives in winter.

The car was carrying two lively girls, and they were not affected by the cold winter scenery. Zhu Juntang had not read much, so he did not have much trouble with being moved by the scenery, while Bai Hui certainly had another mood closer to the feeling of spring.

She still wants to fall in love.

"You know, Xiangda didn't have so many sycamore trees before." Zhu Juntang looked at the sycamore trees scattered across the campus.

These sycamore trees are here and there, with no standard distance between them. It’s as if someone randomly threw the seeds. When the next spring, they took root and sprouted and grew up. After many years, they became what they are now. appearance.

Some of them are close together, some are staggered diagonally, some are separated up and down the hillside, and some are facing each other across the road.

"Oh." Bai Hui responded absently.

Zhu Juntang chuckled softly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, took the thermos flask in Bai Hui's hand, and then took his mobile phone to take a photo of himself. After all, the pattern on the thermos flask was very cute and could set off her. Lovely temperament.

She knew that Bai Hui was not interested in sycamore trees, but Zhu Juntang knew how to make Bai Hui interested. "These sycamore trees were planted by a professor named Liu from Hunan University."

"The surname is Liu?" Zhu Juntang should not be interested in the sycamore trees here for no reason, and the surname is Liu... Bai Hui turned around and asked curiously: "I also know a professor named Liu. "

Zhu Juntang can be sure that at this time Bai Hui did not realize that the professor named Liu was related to Liu Changan. She just heard the word "Liu" and her mood started to change.

In the love between boys and girls, there are always times like this, when thinking about everything related to that person, the mood becomes different.

It might be a building, a pen, a piece of scenery, a melon seed, a piece of soil and water, or a taste of shrimp.

As long as he or she can connect with these messy things, looking at them, listening to them, and thinking about them, he or she will feel a little light, distant, calm, sad, etc., and the mood will be unstable.

"Who do you know about Professor Liu?" Zhu Juntang asked instead of telling the story he knew.

There was a look on Bai Hui's face as she remembered something that could make her emotions immerse into a soft and sweet state, but she quickly said in a calm tone: "When I was in high school, Liu Changan and I were roommates, and together we got a man who acted bravely. The bonus for deeds, the money for the bonus, was provided by a scholarship fund established by a professor at Hunan University, and that professor was also named Liu."

Zhu Juntang nodded. As a fairy, he could only "baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"" in front of Liu Changan, but when facing a girl like Bai Hui, he could still control the rhythm of the conversation and had the calm posture that a wealthy daughter should have.

She wanted to be more calm, so Zhu Juntang nodded again, this time imitating Liu Changan's manner. She always felt that Liu Changan's nodding was very special, and he had the demeanor of a big shot like the sect leader.

"Why do you nod like Liu Chang'an like that?" Bai Hui said angrily, "I hate it so much. Every time I see him nodding to me like that, I hold my words in my heart: Just say what you have to say! Just like an old man!"

"I also want to call him a damn old man, but I'm afraid he'll hit me and won't let me play with him." Zhu Juntang was a little depressed.

"Actually, I don't dare to scold him, I just think about it." Bai Hui was also a little depressed, but he laughed again after saying that. Every time he nodded like that, Bai Hui would continue to speak and she couldn't help but provoke him. , or hit him.

"Actually, the Professor Liu I'm talking about and the Professor Liu you're talking about are both the same person." Zhu Juntang couldn't tell Bai Hui that the two Professor Liu also had a current identity. She knew that she and Bai Hui had some connections. They have some things in common, some hobbies, some interests, some childish behaviors and a style of pretending to be cute... But her growth environment, knowledge, and mentality are, after all, very different from ordinary girls.

People are multi-faceted, Zhu Juntang is a sweetheart in front of Liu Changan, a fairy and a friend in front of Bai Hui, a best friend who can be unbridled in front of Qin Yanan... and an unattainable wealthy daughter in front of others.

"This man is also Liu Changan's father. Well...his father's name is Liu Jianshe. He is the Professor Liu who planted the sycamore tree and the one who gave you the scholarship." Zhu Juntang looked at Bai Hui's expression. As expected, the expression on his face was that of "I'm so interested", "I really want to know more", and "You go on."

Bai Hui pursed her lips and hid this look in her eyes reservedly, but in Zhu Juntang's eyes, it looked like she had a lot of questions but didn't know where to start.

"Professor Liu has planted sycamore trees everywhere under Lushan Mountain. Starting from our school gate, all the way across Taozi Lake, the entire Normal University campus, and the University of Technology over there, there are sycamore trees planted by him everywhere." Zhu Juntang I have to admit that this bad old man has plenty of time and energy, so he can always do things that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve, but feel romantic when he thinks about it.

"No wonder Liu Changan is also the kind of person who is willing to spend time and do things in a leisurely and meticulous manner." Bai Hui said with some enlightenment. In the final analysis, she was interested in Professor Liu because of Professor Liu's relationship with Liu Changan.

"Have you been to Liu Changan's house? Didn't you notice that there was a sycamore tree in front of his house?" Zhu Juntang actually didn't pay much attention to the sycamore tree at first.

"Yes, Liu Changan always sits under the sycamore tree when he has something to do. There is also a child who often stays under the tree with him." Bai Hui was deeply impressed. The child was very close to Liu Changan.

"That child has a big background." Zhu Juntang said seriously, but he would not explain how big the background was. After all, Zhou Dongdong is the saint in the sect, and he is just the sheep protector under the saint's throne. This kind of thing cannot be allowed to outsiders. joke.

"What's the background?" Bai Hui said disapprovingly.

"This is not important." Zhu Juntang changed the subject again, "You said the sycamore tree, does it have any special significance to Professor Liu and Liu Chang'an?"

"Maybe you think sycamore trees are easy to support?" Bai Hui has never thought about this problem, and she doesn't know Zhu Juntang's brain circuit. What special significance can this have?

Zhu Juntang used to always observe Liu Changan with a telescope and a Zeiss 1700mm. Sometimes he didn't see Liu Changan, but every time he would notice the sycamore tree intentionally or unintentionally.

As long as Liu Changan is at home, as long as he comes out to lie down and rest like hanging up, it must be under the sycamore tree.

Reading, drinking tea, taking a lunch break, and playing with Zhou Dongdong were all under that sycamore tree.

I originally thought that it might just be because this tree grew in front of his house, and it had no special significance. However, Zhu Juntang accidentally saw the anecdotal magazine of Hunan University collected by Su Nanxiu, which told the origin of the many sycamore trees in Hunan University. ...Professor Liu who planted sycamore trees, besides the terrible old man, who else could be so free? Maybe there are still people who are so free, but they wouldn't be named Liu by coincidence.

"I suspect this is a kind of commemoration. Don't all literati have a tradition that when a wife dies, a tree must be planted?" Zhu Juntang said firmly.

"That's not tradition! That's just a saying from Gui Youguang: There is a loquat tree in the garden. My wife planted it when she died. Now it is like a canopy." Bai Hui graduated from high school not long ago, and what she learned has not yet been returned to the attached middle school. Correction She has become accustomed to Zhu Juntang's messy allusions, idioms and "unique insights" of traditional culture.

"I see." Zhu Juntang nodded indifferently and continued, "This tradition should mean that there is a very important woman who has not yet appeared. Whether this woman is Professor Liu Jianshe or Grandpa... No, they all have extraordinary significance to Liu Changan."

"What kind of reasoning are you talking about?" Bai Hui felt baffled, and this was not tradition! Zhu Juntang didn't listen at all.

That's right, those who can listen to it instead of being immersed in their own imaginative world are not Zhu Juntang.

"Many times, if you can't figure out something, you might as well just think about it, and you might get closer to the truth." Zhu Juntang certainly has his own way of thinking and habits.

"Oh." Bai Hui nodded. I see, this is the essential reason why Miss Zhu is different.

"It's here... Hurry up, I'm rushing back to class. I want to sit with Liu Chang'an in the next class, and I want to test the sycamore tree." Zhu Juntang just wanted to find someone to talk to, Bai Hui Little fairies are definitely not as witty as fairies among fairies like Zhu Juntang.

Bai Hui quickly sent a message to An Nuan and asked where An Nuan was.

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