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Allen Chu wiped his face hard, and after a while, he grabbed the quilt and covered his head.

On the first day after leaving seclusion, what happened to him... Chu Wanning thought with resentment - the world has changed, and he wishes he could lie back and die again!

However, Elder Yu Heng has always been strict with himself. Even if he had not slept well all night, no matter how frightened and upset he was, he still got up on time the next day, washed and dressed neatly, and still had a majestic and ascetic face. Floating down the southern peak of life and death.

Today is the monthly school inspection. The platform of good and evil is sparkling, thousands of disciples are performing martial arts there, and the elders are inspecting it on the high platform.

After five years of absence, Chu Wanning's position has not changed and is still on the left of Xue Zhengyong.

We could only see him wearing white clothes trailing to the ground, with a wistful expression, walking up the long bluestone steps, then flicking his wide sleeves, sitting directly on the empty seat, pouring himself a pot of tea, drinking and watching.

Seeing that his face was not good, Xue Zhengyong thought that Mo Ran did not attend the banquet yesterday, which made Chu Wanning angry, so he went over and whispered with some flattery: "Yu Heng, Ran'er is back."

Unexpectedly, Allen Chu's eyebrows twitched, and his expression worsened: "Well, I've seen it before."

"Ah? Have you seen it?" Xue Zhengyong was startled, then nodded, "That's good, how about it? Has it become a bit too much?"

"Um……"

Chu Wanning doesn't really want to continue chatting with Xue Zhengyong about Mo Ran. After all, since yesterday, he has been whispering the evil curse "It's definitely not vulgar and impressive" in his mind. He didn't intend to look for Mo Ran's figure in the vast sea of ​​people below. He just lowered his head and looked at the table.

“Lots of fresh fruit snacks.”

Xue Zhengyong smiled: "It's not too early to use it, right? Eat more if you like it."

Chu Wanning was not polite. He took a piece of lotus root and ate it with hot tea. The color of Lotus Su is gradually changing in order, from the bottom of the petals to the tip, it is as crimson as cardamom. The Su skin has distinct layers and is crunchy in the mouth. The bean paste wrapped inside is sweet with osmanthus.

"The craftsmanship of Lin'an Qingfeng Pavilion..." Chu nightning murmured, turning to ask Xue Zhengyong, "Isn't it made by the master of Meng Potang?"

"No, Ran'er brought it here specially to honor you." Xue Zhengyong said with a smile, "Look, the other elders don't have it on the table."

"..." After he said this, Chu Wanning realized that only the wooden table in front of him was filled with various fruit snacks, including pastries, candied fruits, and even a small jasper-colored celadon bowl. The closed lid contains three sweet glutinous rice balls.

The glutinous rice balls are not made from the ordinary white glutinous rice, but from the lotus root produced in Lin'an, and inside the dough, there are crystal clear grains with a jade-like color.

"Oh, this is a gadget that Ran'er borrowed from the kitchen of Meng Potang in the morning. The red one is filled with rose bean paste, the yellow one is filled with peanut and sesame seeds, and the green one is said to be made from Longjing tea ground into fine powder. The tender tea skins are all quite fresh, but a little missing..." Xue Zhengyong muttered, "I worked hard all morning and was very careful, so I made three."

Allen Chu: "..."

"Yu Heng, do you have enough to eat?"

"Yeah." Chu Wan was quiet for a while before nodding.

When he eats rice dumplings, he actually only eats three. The first one is sweet, the second one is sweet, and the third one is satisfying. If he eats the fourth one, it will be a bit boring.

Mo Ran cooked just three of them, which was a coincidence, no more, no less, just what he wanted.

The white porcelain spoon scooped up the round and lovely lotus root skin soup balls and brought them to my lips. I felt that the size was just right and could be eaten in one bite. It was not like the ones made by Meng Potang's chef during the Lantern Festival, which were so big and sticky to the mouth. Still laborious.

The person who makes glutinous rice balls seems to know very well how much food his mouth can accommodate, and what size of food is not uncomfortable to hold in his mouth. The soft filling seems to be wrapped in endless intimacy.

For some reason, this idea made Chu Wanning feel a little inexplicable, and then he died of shame and remained calm.

"He's quite good at his craftsmanship."

"It's a pity that it's only made for you. No one else can eat it, not even my uncle." Xue Zhengyong sighed, feeling very regretful.

Chu Wanning listened and pursed his lips lightly without saying a word. He only used a spoon to stir the hot water in the bowl. He had finished eating the glutinous rice balls. They were just right and sweet, and slowly melted in his heart.

After eating some snacks, regardless of the lively martial arts performance below, Chu Wanning took a file on the desk to see some rectifications and changes in the past five years at the top of life and death.

These things were all sorted out by Xue Zhengyong. They were concise and concise. Chu Wanning quickly read through the file. He raised his hand to cover the book, but saw another booklet underneath.

"This is..." He took it out. It was a thread-bound book that looked very thick. Xue Zhengyong glanced at it and said with a smile: "It's also a gift from Ran'er to you. Yesterday, I said that I had an encounter with Xie Sui on the way back. The book was accidentally splashed with blood, and many pages were torn. I was embarrassed to touch it with my own hands. Here it is, so I asked me to put it on your desk this morning."

Chu Wanning nodded, opened the book, and stroked the front of the volume with his slender hand. There were four words written in regular script on it:

Write to my teacher.

His eyes widened slightly, a little surprised.

Is this a letter to him?

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