"Sir, there's a group of people blocking the road ahead. I can't get in here, so I can only go around from the side."
An Jingzhi sat in the rickshaw and looked at the Ye group in front of him who were shouting something. The crowd was too noisy and he could not make out the message.
The original owner had lived in school in his previous life and had never seen this scene.
"Let's take a detour. Do you know what happened up ahead?"
The rickshaw driver wiped his sweat with the towel hanging around his neck, raised the handlebars again, and drove into the alley next to him.
He trotted along, saying, "It's not just about money. This French currency is becoming less and less valuable. It could buy a pound of rice before, but now it can only buy an egg. I heard it called... devaluation! Yes, that's the word. I heard those scholars say it's called currency devaluation."
"The new government doesn't care about anything. If this continues, how are we ordinary people supposed to survive? The group of people up ahead are arguing with them about this. I saw them there at noon, and they're still there now. Alas, I don't see much hope."
When he said this, An Jingzhi immediately connected it with the memory in his mind. This was indeed what happened, but those who caused trouble were eventually arrested and taught a lesson. Those who had money paid to redeem their loved ones, while those who didn't had to suffer in prison. They were only released after they had been tortured enough.
The rickshaw driver took a detour and was 10 minutes slower than usual. "Here you are, sir."
An Jingzhi's daily whereabouts were very regular, going to get off work, coming home from school, and home. Teacher Yue observed him for several months and did not find any abnormal behavior in him.
However, he was getting along better and better with his colleagues at school. Everyone misunderstood him because he was a newcomer to the school and didn't talk or talk to others. They thought that he was unfamiliar with the place and that was why he seemed difficult to get along with, which led to their misunderstanding.
Without the original owner's report, those students in this life were not discovered by the secret service and are still dedicating their strength to this country.
This time, although she did not receive the mission to investigate An Jingzhi or assassinate him, An Yulan still came.
An Jingzhi bent down to pick up a book on the ground and handed it to the woman in front of him with a smile.
An Yulan came to meet her superior and start her job. Her disguised identity was that of a Chinese teacher at the same university where An Jingzhi was studying.
An Yulan took it politely and said, "Thank you."
An Jingzhi looked at the other person and said, "Are you a new teacher? I don't think I've seen you before. Um, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm an economics teacher at this school."
An Yulan smiled slightly, "Yes, today is my registration day. I teach Chinese."
"Do you need me to lead the way for you? I don't know why, but I always feel very close to you. You feel like my sister."
An Yulan was stunned for a moment. Sister? The snotty-nosed little boy who always ran after her when they were little flashed through her mind.
"Are you okay?"
When she came to her senses, she found that the man was looking at her with concern.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something. Thank you for your help."
Whatever the reason, as she was coming to school on her first day, she probably didn't know the way, so she didn't refuse the other person's help.
As they chatted along the way, An Yulan secretly looked at him. An Jingzhi? Also surnamed An?
She didn't dare ask too much when they met for the first time, and just exchanged identities and names.
Looking at the teaching building in front, An Jingzhi pointed at it and said, "It's in front. Go up the stairs over there. The principal's office is on the third floor. You can report to him there."
An Yulan chuckled and said, "Thank you, Teacher An. We both have the same last name, An, and you are the first teacher I met at school. We are truly destined to meet."
After An Yulan reported to the principal's office, she went to see Teacher Yue to get her class schedule.
Teacher Yue enthusiastically helped An Yulan pack her things. "Teacher An, these are your teaching materials. Can I show you around the school?"
An Yulan thanked the other party gracefully.
The two of them walked together on campus, as if they were really introducing the school environment to each other. When there were people around, he would introduce them to An Yulan normally. When he saw that no one could hear their conversation, Teacher Yue lowered his voice and said, "I just saw you upstairs. How do you know An Jingzhi?"
An Yulan smiled and lowered her voice, "I don't know him. I just ran into him when I entered the school. I dropped my Chinese textbook on the ground, and he picked it up for me. He then took me to the principal's office to report. Is there anything wrong with this person?"
Teacher Yue said softly, "I'm not sure yet. Since you know him, you should pay more attention to whether there is anything wrong with him. Of course, your mission is the most important."
An Yulan nodded, and when they saw other teachers coming in front, the two of them stopped talking about this topic.
Manyutang Hotel.
"Teacher Yulan is too polite. I just showed you the way, and you even treated me to a meal."
An Yulan raised the wine glass on the table and said with a smile: "It's not just to thank you, but also because I want to make friends with Teacher An."
An Jingzhi put down his chopsticks, picked up the wine next to his right hand and clinked glasses with An Yulan.
The two of them ate and talked. An Jingzhi told An Yulan the interesting things that happened in class. An Yulan didn't say much about herself, but kept asking about An Jingzhi's situation secretly. An Jingzhi acted as if he didn't know and cooperated with her test to tell her his information.
After that, the two often met in the school cafeteria and became friends who got along well.
After inquiring over the past few days, An Yulan has learned from An Jingzhi that he is a Chinese who grew up in an island country.
Thinking of the document she had read about the island nation's spy program, An Yulan used her left hand to lift the hair beside her ear and asked casually, "Do you really not remember anything about your childhood?"
An Jingzhi shook his head, his face melancholy, "Except for the sister in the memory I told you about, I don't remember anything else."
An Yulan looked at the man's neck. He was wearing a shirt with a bow tie on it, and the skin on his shoulders and neck was completely covered.
The more she asked the other party these days, the more familiar she felt that this person was, and she suppressed the inexplicable excitement in her heart.
An Yulan steadied her voice and asked, "Do you have any birthmarks? Aren't you looking for someone in the newspaper? If you include some of your characteristics in the information, wouldn't it be easier to find the person you're looking for?"
After An Yulan finished speaking, she stared at the other person without blinking. When she saw that the other person heard her words, her eyes sparkled and she said:
"Yeah. Why didn't I think of that? I have an oval birthmark on the back of my neck. My sister might recognize me if she sees it."
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