Han Luo did not stop at Ladan Dong Peak, the source of the Yangtze River. Because there were few people here, he had to go back quickly along the river. The heavy snowfalls of the past few days still remained on this plateau. Han Luo stepped on the snowfield and met the Qinghai shepherd to ask about the routes of nearby counties and cities. Then he came to Tanggula Mountain Town and asked about how to get to Wuhan. After learning that there was a direct train from Lhasa to Wuhan, Han Luo tossed and turned several places, crossed the Nagqu area, and arrived at Lhasa. The road was far away, and some sections of the road were very dangerous. During this period, after the car climbed to the winding mountain highway at the top of an unknown mountain, he encountered police cars, ambulances and other gathered.

Someone in the car said that something must have happened. Sure enough, on the road section, I heard that a bus fell into a cliff in a strong wind a few days ago.

Han Luo rushed to Lhasa without stopping. He took the train and rumbling across the Tibetan area of ​​China and headed straight to Wuhan in the Central Plains.

Han Luo closed his eyes and sat on the chair, feeling the blink of an eye. Compared to the ten days of walking a thousand miles, he not only wasted his feelings, but the times were indeed different.

The train traveled thousands of miles and arrived in Wuchang two days after the horses stopped.

It’s already winter in Wuhan.

Han Luo was wearing a dirty and dirty dress, which made people reluctant to look at it a few more times, especially when he had a trunk that he had picked from a tree in unknown mountains, which made several fashionable young men and women look at him in surprise. In fact, it was a hiking pole picked from a jungle shrub at the source of the Yangtze River. What was strange was that the branch was very strong, and Han Luo felt that it was monumental and brought it back.

His eyes were pure and pure. Although his skin was wheat-colored, it gave people a healthy and strong feeling. His temperament gave people a kind of resoluteness like a mountain, as if no one could shake him. However, this image was indeed not suitable for the city. Passersby turned around when they glanced at him. Han Luo seemed to look at Wuhan in another world and took a breath.

I'm back.

He took a bus back to the house he rented by Donghu Lake. Han Luo took a bath, washed away his old clothes, took off his dirty clothes, changed into winter clothes, and then folded the dirty and depressed clothes neatly like treasures, put them in the wardrobe, and treasured them together with the wooden stick.

He did not contact anyone in the next few days and chose to rest and read at home.

After adjusting his status from the distant source of the Yangtze River, Han Luo began to contact him, first Xue Hong.

"Han, Han Luo? Is it Han Luo? Are you back?" Xue Hong said in an uncertain voice on the phone.

Han Luo smiled: "It's me, I'm back."

"It's good to come back. We are all worried about you." Xue Hong said.

"Thank you." Han Luo was silent for a while and said. It was indeed worrying, but some people were worried that they were happy and grateful.

After contacting Xue Hong, they contacted Qingqie Town's parents. Their parents were happy first, and then they heard Han Luo report safety, and they were even more happy. In fact, they hid their worries in their hearts and were afraid that they would be worried, so they would come back.

Then there are Li Mi, Bian Bei, Chen Xuedong and other brothers.

"Here I'm back."

"Here I'm back!"

“Where?”

"Where is home."

"See you in the afternoon." Bian Bei's voice made Han Luo think nothing.

Li Mi scolded Han Luo and said that he had been there for half a year. After losing his intention, the health center was gradually depressed. Now there are only a dozen students, all of whom were willing to stay and wait for Han Luo to come back. However, Chen Xuedong's phone number could not be reached, and the number was empty, and it seemed that he had changed a new number.

Bai Ying was very happy to receive his call. She chatted for a long time and then said to see her in the afternoon. Then she called Xu Aobing.

"I'm back." Han Luo said.

Xu Aobing's voice was still cold: "Is it so hard to get into the darkness?"

"Yes." Han Luo smiled.

Xu Aobing was silent: "Congratulations, you finally walked ahead of us."

Chen Wuxiang's words are similar to Xu Aobing, and they all guessed that Han Luo had entered the dark spirit.

Zhou Tianxiu scolded Han Luo and told him that he had delayed half a semester of classes, and it was not so easy to catch up, especially the sophomore course exam subjects were O points. If it weren't for his responsibility, Han Luo would have been fired, and then he asked Han Luo for his Kung Fu situation, Han Luo smiled and said he would see him in the afternoon.

After contacting all the friends, Han Luo went to the school. The weather in Han Luo's National Arts and Health Center was depressed, as if it was about to close.

Li Mi didn't recognize Han Luo at first sight, and then was surprised by Han Luo's changes. Bian Bei rushed over after hearing the sound, except for Chen Xuedong.

The three brothers sat together, and Han Luo said, "What's the situation in Li Mi Health Center now?"

"Our students are only 6 Xi, Xu Jianming, Han Bo, Chen Ziyu, Chen Yongxin and others are fourteen. Because you are not in the course, you can't continue, so many students have left." Li Mi said: "But you're back and you can start over."

"Well. Let's do it first, I'll make up for the courses first." Han Luo said: "The money now is enough for rent and living expenses. My studies are much worse."

"Yes. OK." Li Mi thought for a while and said.

"Bianbei, you boy! Ah? Why don't you talk?" Han Luo teased. Bianbei didn't say anything when he came in.

Li Mi suddenly fell silent and lowered her head slightly.

"Where is Xuedong? His phone can't be reached. Please contact him and let him come over." Han Luo said with a smile.

Li Mibianbei was silent.

Li Mi looked up and said something about the sky and the earth: "Xuedong, dead."

Han Luo had a smile on his face, and now he gradually disappeared on his face, his expression stiff.

Bian Beixu said: "In the second month of your departure, I committed suicide. In the dormitory." As he said that, his voice trembled.

"We don't know the reason, and we have been waiting for you to come back." Li Mi said.

Han Luo was stunned. He was originally back happily, but when he heard the bad news, Xue Dong, who had played together as a hero in the health center, passed away? He died? He would rather be a joke, but unfortunately it was not.

Han Luo was stunned for a long time and took a deep breath: "Why did a good person commit suicide?"

"He's a bad pen." Li Mi suddenly looked angry and scolded him.

"But he left a will for you." Bianbeidao.

"What about his parents?" Han Luo said.

Bian Bei lowered his head: "He deceived us. His parents were not merchants at all, he was an orphan."

Han Luo was stunned again. No wonder he had never seen his parents once in three years since he knew Chen Xuedong. Although that guy always said that his parents were busy with business and sent him a lot of money every month, they believed it. The letter was so unreliable. Is that guy an orphan?

After losing a brother, Han Luo was in a bad mood at all. Then he returned to the Philosophy Academy and reported to Professor Zhou that he had a more vicissitude than Zhou Tianxiu half a year ago. Han Luo pinched a piece of bluestone in front of him. Zhou Tianxiu clapped his hands and said that the hidden spirit was indeed magical. Liu Zongyuan's disciple should be satisfied with it. Then he said that he would not go home during the next winter vacation, and Zhou Tianxiu would give him some lessons.

Health center at night.

Chen Wuxiang, Xu Aobing and Han Luo met.

Chen Wuxiang and Han Luo cooperated with each other, and Han Luo picked him away as soon as he met. He couldn't help but bow his head and sigh and admit defeat.

Xu Aobing had no comparison and said, "An Jin, you are an An Jin boxer now and a master in the martial arts world. But don't be confident, I will catch up with you!"

"Come on." Han Luo said, his mind has completely changed now. After entering the dark spirit, he saw a different scene. His mind was lost from his previous self-concept and became a broader world.

Before leaving, Chen Wuxiang asked Han Luo to have a good rest, saying that he would graduate next year and would go back to study, and get together another day. Xu Aobing also had the same class as Chen Wuxiang and graduated in half a year.

The once-in-common figures such as Yueyang, Kou Ling, and the former glorious figures of the Philosophy Academy, have all graduated and entered society.

The whole school era seems to grow old with their departure.

Xue Hong also graduated and once had a reputation throughout the school. She secretly knew everyone, no matter whether she was praised or jealous. With her graduation, a generation of women seemed to gradually lose in people's memory. Few people said, "Why are they evaluated by 6 Qings as "a genius who is better than students in ten years at the beginning?" Some familiar words disappeared on campus, and more of them are new faces.

Xue Hong was already a graduate student when she met Han Luo. The two talked for a long time and it was very late.

"I'll take you back." Han Luo and Xue Hong walked on the brightly lit street.

"Han Luo." Xue Hong said in a tone that she had something to say.

"Hmm?" Han Luo said.

"I like you." Xue Hong said simply.

Han Luo was stunned and without silence. Looking at Xue Hong's beautiful eyes and the long blown by the wind, this woman had known him for three years. She was not only a confidante, but more of a feeling that he dared not admit.

"I like you too." Han Luo spoke out his heart.

"I know." Xue Hong lowered her head: "More often we dare not say it."

Han Luo suddenly reached out and hugged Xue Hong tightly, saying, "Can you still be so profound when you say it earlier?"

This was the first time he hugged Xue Hong. He hugged her very gentlely and had a heavy relationship for three years. Finally, he confessed his love.

night.

Both of them arrived at Han Luo's house.

This is the first time Han Luo has broken his virginity.

Xue Hong wore a black cat horn on her head. The fatigue after the madness made her fall asleep. The bed was filled with traces of love. Her seductive collarbone was filled with marks after the kiss of Han Luo's lips, her plump breasts were full of water traces after the aftertaste, and her seductive buttocks were traces of red impact. It can be seen that she was not covered with a quilt at this moment.

Han Luo sat aside silently. Is she considered her wife? Han Luo tenderly covered Xue Hong with a quilt, making her feel sleepy.
Chapter completed!