After the recruitment event, Jiang Wuyuan and Huo Ling returned to their dormitory.

Although they were not in the same major, Huo Ling was forced to move to the same dormitory as Jiang Wuyuan because of his special status.

This resulted in a situation where there were four people in the dormitory, three of whom were from the mathematics department and one from the physics department.

However, Huo Ling didn't care about this.

The other two people in the dormitory had not returned yet, and Jiang Wuyuan looked around the dormitory with great interest.

On the surface, it was very clean, so clean that it didn't look like a boy's room.

Jiang Wuyuan's own desk was also easy to identify—it was the cleanest and tidiest one.

There was only one laptop on the desk, and all the other books and other items were neatly arranged on the bookshelf.

Huo Ling picked up his towel and draped it over his shoulder, then shuffled into the bathroom in his slippers: "I'm going to take a shower first, Ice Cube."

"Mm," Jiang Wuyuan responded.

He sat down at the table and reached out to open his notebook.

...Is this an electronic device that was used on Earth a long time ago?

He fumbled around for a while and finally found the power button next to the keyboard.

Without setting a password, the laptop beeps and opens the default interface.

Jiang Wuyuan could still understand Chinese characters.

His gaze slowly swept across the screen.

My computer.

Recycling bin.

Office software.

Advanced Mathematics/Linear Algebra.doc

Analytic Geometry.ppt

Probability Theory and Mathematical Statistics.ppt

Computer Programming Fundamentals.doc

Jiang Wuyuan: ".............."

Not too surprised that my character in this world is someone obsessed with studying.

...

When Jiang Wuyuan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he saw Huo Ling sitting at his desk, wearing headphones and looking excited: "There's someone behind the house at two o'clock! Everyone get out of the way! Let me snipe him!"

Then I heard a flurry of mouse clicks.

Immediately afterward, Huo Ling slammed the mouse down, tilted his head back with a look of grief and indignation, and let out a sigh with dramatic intonation: "Ah~~~~"

Jiang Wuyuan's lips twitched, and his hand, which was wiping his hair, paused.

Isn't this kid overacting?

——

Jiang Wuyuan had a fairly good night.

This good mood lasted until the next morning, when he saw a call from someone whose contact name was "Mother".

Holding his phone, Jiang Wuyuan's gaze was almost fixed.

He didn't expect this...

For a moment, Jiang Wuyuan couldn't tell whether he felt more fear or anticipation.

He had never been this afraid, not even when facing the powerful and ferocious alien races in the abyss.

After a long while, just as the call was about to end, Jiang Wuyuan finally answered.

"Hello............"

"Hello? Son?"

With just one sentence, memories that transcended time and space surged towards the boy like a tidal wave.

He opened his mouth and softly replied, "Yes, it's me."

"Son, I heard you're going to the Huo family tonight. Coincidentally, Qianshan also invited your father and me. Let's meet at the Huo family's place then!"

Jiang Wuyuan's eyes flashed: "Okay, see you then."

"Yes, by the way, your godfather is going too."

Godfather??

Jiang Wuyuan's mind went blank; he simply couldn't figure out who his godfather was.

He discovered that his social circle seemed to be almost the same whether on Earth or here.

If that's the case, then this 'godfather' must be someone he knows?

Jiang Wuyuan suppressed his curiosity and replied, "Okay."

——

Night fell.

Jiang Wuyuan finished his day's classes in an orderly manner.

My heart yearns to return home, yet I hesitate to go.

Whether it was his parents or Huo Qianshan...

Huo Ling appeared behind Jiang Wuyuan without anyone noticing and put his arm around his shoulder.

"Hey, Ice Cube, you got out of class early today."

Jiang Wuyuan nodded: "I have one less class than you this afternoon."

Even after only one day here, the clever boy had completely mastered the ways of surviving in this world.

"I'm so envious... Come on over! Let's have a big meal at my house tonight!"

Huo Ling happily led Jiang Wuyuan to his family's car, which had come to pick him up.

"Uncle Cen, drive quickly!"

"Yes, young masters, please fasten your seatbelts." The elderly butler smiled kindly.

...

The Huo Family Manor.

At this moment, the lights were on.

In bustling Kyoto, a family that owns an estate is undoubtedly wealthy, powerful, and influential.

Jiang Wuyuan looked at the manor in front of him, which was decorated almost exactly like the one on Blue Star, his calm expression tinged with a hint of daze.

There are differences, of course.

For example, there are no high-tech products here.

Huo Ling walked inside with practiced ease, and immediately saw Huo Qianshan and Jiang Yunsheng standing at the door to greet them.

And Xi Yao, standing next to Jiang Yunsheng.

Those are the names of Jiang Wuyuan's parents.

The man was tall and handsome, standing like a pine tree, his face serious yet revealing a hint of relief and gentleness.

Xi Yao is a gentle woman, like a spring in the south, a gentle breeze, or a white cloud in the sky.

Time flies, and ten years have passed.

They were as young and healthy as Jiang Wuyuan remembered them.

Most importantly, it is standing right in front of you, alive and well.

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