The days passed one by one, and Shen Zhizhu became more and more adept at his job as squad leader. Xu Haonan's tasks and training also became more stable.

The two met from time to time, eating, chatting, and taking walks together. In the evening, they could even take a walk together on the playground. Their days were peaceful and fulfilling.

On an ordinary afternoon, Shen Zhizhu was about to go to Zhou Fangyun's office to discuss her latest design manuscript.

When I passed by Teacher Zhou's office, I found a well-dressed woman and a middle-aged man with high-profile eyes standing at the door.

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Next to them was a girl with two braids, standing obediently. At one glance, Shen Zhizhu was stunned.

She felt an electric current spreading from her heart to every part of her body. She stood there in a daze, not knowing how to react.

The middle-aged woman in proper attire was the mother who abandoned little Shen Zhizhu, and the girl standing obediently was her half-sister.

Has she never thought that in this life, even if she doesn't take the initiative to look for them, she can still see them here? Why?

In my previous life, after I had achieved success in my career, I went out of my way to look for news about them and found them.

I have lived a very comfortable life and have figured out that everyone has their own path to follow. Since you don't plan to recognize each other, then don't bother me.

She stood there in a daze. Although she had made up her mind not to recognize them or look for them, it was impossible for her not to feel moved when they really stood in front of her.

Feeling Shen Zhizhu's gaze, the girl Li Yunyun tilted her head slightly with a smile on her face.

"What's wrong with this sister? Why are you looking at us like that?"

Li Yunyun's voice has a sweetness unique to her age; after all, she is only 15 years old.

Li Yunyun's voice made Sun Zhaodi and Li Zhihe look over together, with the same expression of confusion. However, when Sun Zhaodi looked at Shen Zhizhu, there was a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Shen Zhizhu laughed at himself in his heart.

Yes, I was only ten years old at that time, and my biological mother left that home without any regrets, leaving me to be with my uncle's family, with whom I did not have a good relationship.

Now fifteen years have passed, and my appearance has changed completely. How could she recognize me?

However, if I had spared some time in these fifteen years to miss myself, perhaps I would have been able to recognize myself from my features.

"Does this little girl know us, or is there something else?"

Li Zhihe was the man his mother married later. His family had some property and he loved drinking. In his previous life, he was considered a good husband and a good father.

People outside say that he is a good person. Maybe it's because he often goes to drinking parties, so he has a bit of a pot belly, but it makes him look even kinder.

Shen Zhizhu slowly collected his emotions and put on a distant smile.

"No, it's just that it's rare to see a family at school now, so I looked at them a few more times. I have something else to do, so I'll leave now."

She opened the door and walked into the office without noticing the three people behind her. Each of them had a different expression on their face.

Sun Zhaodi, her closest relative, looked at her leaving back with a complicated expression. Li Yunyun, her half-sister, also lost her expression after she turned around.

"Colleges are different. Everyone is young and energetic, and they look like intellectuals. Yunyun, you must study hard when you come here, and work hard like the older sister just now, okay?"

Li Zhihe was in a good mood. Although he was giving instructions to Li Yunyun, his eyes were always fixed on the direction where Shen Zhizhu left.

Fortunately, the other two people were also looking over there, and each of them noticed his condition.

When Shen Zhizhu entered the office, he was keenly aware of the strong presence of the gazes behind him.

Fortunately, after closing the door, she was able to isolate herself from the others and felt much better. She didn't know why they came to the school, but it was none of her business.

She just pretended she didn't know.

"Teacher Zhou, I'm ready, let's go."

Last time I said I would take her to the studio, but I was kept delayed by various things and never made it.

Now that there is a chance, she insisted on having the teacher take her there.

Zhou Fangyun put down what she was doing and found it quite amusing because Shen Zhizhu's impatience was completely revealed and his whole body was talking about it.

Hurry, hurry, take me there.

"Look how anxious you are. Wait for the teacher for one minute."

Zhou Fangyun handed what she had written to the teacher behind her.

"I'll leave the rest to you. I'll take Shen Zhizhu there first. If I don't go, she'll start to take us away."

As the class monitor and Zhou Fangyun's apprentice, Shen Zhizhu came to the office countless times. Some teachers even joked that they should reserve a seat for her in the office so that she wouldn't have to stand every time she came, or borrow a chair from a teacher who was not there.

"You promised to take me there. Who has kept you so busy lately? I, Xiaozhu, have been waiting for you for who knows how long. I am not impatient. Just give me the things. Go quickly."

Before he knew it, Shen Zhizhu had become familiar with the teachers in this office, so these teachers often made jokes about him.

Shen Zhizhu was no one who couldn't take a joke, and after just a few times he became friends with the teachers.

"Okay, let's go then. If we don't leave now, you'll really drag me down."

They said a few more words before Zhou Fangyun and Shen Zhizhu left the classroom. Shen Zhizhu felt a little embarrassed. He was not that impatient.

Even if I can't suppress my excitement, I will still follow etiquette and will never do such a thing in public.

After they came out, Shen Zhizhu subconsciously looked over to where the three of them had just stood, but no one was there.

It was hard to say whether it was loss or something else, Shen Zhizhu's mood was down for a moment, but it was quickly washed away by the joy of the place he was about to arrive.

"Last time I brought your design drawings to show to my colleagues in the studio."

Shen Zhizhu instantly perked up and asked nervously.

"Teacher, just tell me what the seniors said. I can accept it."

Everyone has a different understanding of fashion in each era. Even if you achieve some small success in the future, the present is the present, and your vision and habits may not necessarily meet the needs of the current environment.

Moreover, most of the design drafts I made at this time in my previous life were rejected.

"Don't be so nervous. Everyone is full of praise for your two design drafts. They are also clamoring to meet you. They are very curious about you."