Perfumer of the Republic of China

Now, the relationship between the two cannot be concealed, Liu Yanhuan was almost physically and mentally exhausted after finally avoiding the interrogation of the crowd.

He looked at the man quietly making tea for him, and was in a daze for a moment.

"You are Qin Feiran?" Liu Yanhuan asked hesitantly.

"Heh." Huai Mo looked at him ignorantly and almost laughed out loud, "How do you want me to prove it?"

"Where did we first meet in Ningcheng?"

"Jia Zhengting's mansion, you still mistook me."

"Where did we go on vacation?"

"France."

"We..." Before he finished speaking, Liu Yanhuan's lips were blocked by him.

After the kiss, Huai Mo looked at the person with flushed face: "Didn't this kiss awaken your familiar feeling?"

Liu Yanhuan finally came to his senses: "You... also passed through?"

As soon as he finished asking this sentence, he had an answer.

Thinking about it now, many of Huaimo’s concepts at that time did reflect his progressive nature, his frankness about his own aptitude, his grasp of the financial situation, and his understanding of himself.

In the past, Liu Yanhuan never understood why Huai Mo would know his favorite dishes and his living habits, Huai Mo's explanation made him feel a little unbelievable.

"When... on earth did you know me?"

Huai Mo handed him the green tea: "Did you really forget?"

Liu Yanhuan still looked puzzled.

Huai Mo smiled and said, "Go, I'll take you to a place."

Liu Yanhuan looked at the road the car passed by, feeling more and more absurd in his heart, he hesitated and said, "Is this the way to the Young Eagle's House?"

Huai Mo held the steering wheel, smiled and did not speak.

Until the car stopped at the gate of the Young Eagle's House, Liu Yanhuan still couldn't recover.

Huai Mo took his hand and got out of the car.

Seeing Huai Mo, the guard of the Young Eagle's House was pleasantly surprised: "Mr. Huai, you haven't come for a long time. Our dean has been talking about you for a long time, this way please."

Immediately afterwards, his eyes stopped on Liu Yanhuan, with a bit of disbelief in his eyes.

Until Liu Yan laughed and said: "Uncle Zhong, you don't remember me?"

Uncle Zhong's eyes lit up: "Are you Yan Huan?" When he saw the hands of the two, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, "Come, come, welcome back."

The two walked into the Eagle's House, which hadn't changed much over the years.

In the middle is a large and wide courtyard. The classrooms and dormitories have been renovated, but the plants and trees still give people a sense of familiarity.

When they walked into the office, Deng Xiulian, the dean of the Eagle's House, looked at them in disbelief.

"Mr. Huai, Yan Huan, come, come, sit down."

Seeing the dean with white hair on his head, Liu Yanhuan was a little moved: "Mr. Deng, long time no see."

Like a mother welcoming her child home, Deng Xiulian looked at the tea and poured water: "Yan Huan, time flies so fast, so many years in the blink of an eye, you have already graduated from university."

As she said that, she turned to Huai Mo: "Mr. Huai, thank you for your father and your great support to the Young Eagle House over the years."

A hint of surprise appeared on Liu Yanhuan's face: "Is he my benefactor?"

Deng Xiulian was a little surprised: "So you don't know, yes, we have kept the donor's information confidential for many years, but you know each other and are friends, so I thought you knew about the Huai family's funding for you. Back then you were admitted to the Gela Si Perfume Academy, the tuition fee is very high. We also mentioned it to the Huai family with a glimmer of hope, but we did not expect the Huai family to readily agree."

Liu Yanhuan was really shocked this time.

When the two of them were left, Liu Yanhuan still hadn't recovered.

"Why do you... pay so much attention to me?" Liu Yanhuan understood Huai Mo's temperament, and he was determined not to pay too much attention to a stranger.

The only reasonable explanation is that they used to know each other, but Liu Yanhuan couldn't remember it at all.

Before he could think it through, Huai Mo took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped the petals scattered on the bench into the handkerchief.

He took Liu Yanhuan's hand, and handed the handkerchief to Liu Yanhuan: "Smell it, it's very fragrant."

At that moment, Liu Yanhuan's memory flooded out like a flood gate.

He remembered it all.

"You are that little boy back then?" Liu Yanhuan was more than half convinced, but couldn't believe it.

"You have been following me all these years?"

Huai Mo and Liu Yanhuan sat down side by side: "Have you never read my novels?"

"What?" Liu Yanhuan didn't react for a while.

"Didn't Liu's Publishing House publish my novel? So you haven't read it." There was a trace of regret in Huai Mo's words.

"Eh?" Liu Yanhuan remembered that his younger brother had told him that Huai Mo's new book was about two men falling in love.

A strange feeling came to him: "What you wrote, shouldn't it be our story?"

"Yes." Huai Mo's tone was casual, but Liu Yanhuan's heart had already exploded.

"Be honest, what did you write?!"

Huai Mo looked at his flushed face, and said with a smile: "I wrote about our first meeting. At that time you were sitting under a tree, handsome and quiet, polite and alienated. I have never seen such a boy. When I was a child, I went to an aristocratic school, and most of the friends around me liked my identity to make friends with me, but your eyes did not contain any impurities, as clean and pure as a piece of rough jade."

"When I left, I was very reluctant. Maybe you have forgotten me, but I have never forgotten you. Over the years, I have been trying to understand your situation, and I hope that when you encounter difficulties, I can help you in time. you."

"You went to No. [-] High School in the city in junior high school. Originally, my family arranged for me to go to a noble school, but I insisted on going to No. [-] City No. [-] High School."

Liu Yanhuan followed Huai Mo's words and recalled slowly. In his memory, there was indeed a boy surnamed Huai in the school with excellent grades.

"When you were in high school, you wanted to develop into perfumery, but you were struggling with funds. I know that many people around you laughed at your dream as a fantasy, but I believe you can do it, and what I can do is to make your dream come true. You don't have to worry about money anymore."

"As I expected, you were admitted to the Glass School of Perfume through your own efforts, and I also received an admission letter from Stanford."

Liu Yanhuan heard it sourly: "So why do you continue to pay attention to me from a hemisphere away?"

"I follow your Facebook."

"You..." This time, Liu Yanhuan really didn't know what to say.

He likes to share his fragrance experience on Facebook, and by the way, he will do some introduction to perfume and a list of planting herbs.

The field he is interested in is far from the field of Huai Mo, a business tycoon. '

And Huai Mo actually hid behind those tens of thousands of followers, silently sharing his emotions.

Liu Yanhuan took out her phone and suddenly remembered something: "Do you have Weibo?"

"Have."

"What is it?"

Huai Mo clicked on his mobile phone, and Liu Yanhuan saw an inconspicuous trumpet.

The kind of account that is inconspicuous among the crowd has a profile picture of a locust tree.

"Pfft." Liu Yanhuan smiled, added Huai Mo's attention, and finally couldn't help but sigh, "How many things have you done that surprised me?"

Seeing that Huai Mo didn't speak, but just looked at him smiling, Liu Yanhuan blinked: "Did you not do anything other than pay attention to me?"

"Later you graduated, and I stayed in the United States to continue my master's and doctoral studies. News of your stay in China will come from time to time until..."

Liu Yanhuan stopped talking when he saw him, and checked the time by herself first.

Suddenly, he discovered that he had met Shen Hao two years after graduating from university, while Huai Mo was still on the other side of the ocean at that time.

Liu Yanhuan hesitated to speak but stopped: "You..."

"I am not a smart person emotionally. I have paid attention to you for many years, but I have not realized what my feelings are for you? I didn't know that until the news that you and Shen Hao were together. Unconsciously being attracted, that kind of worrying feeling, turned out to be a sign of budding love."

"I came to my senses and chose to go back to China. My family members thought it was very strange, and I didn't want to hide anything. I said bluntly that I fell in love with a man, and he was a man."

Liu Yanhuan's eyes widened: "Your family..." For a big family like Huaimo, Liu Yanhuan knew how much pressure he was under when he thought about it with his toes.

"In your heart, is my family a scourge?" Huai Mo smiled, "My parents each have their own careers. Although they are very busy on weekdays, they are relatively rational people."

"I knew how much my words would shock them, but after the shock, they still chose to understand."

Liu Yanhuan stammered, "So... so, they know me?"

"Yeah." The smile on Huai Mo's face deepened, "The guest who presented you with the award at the National Fragrance Competition was my father."

Liu Yanhuan was knocked out of his mind by the successive surprises. He tried hard to search for the image of Father Huai in his mind, but there was nothing left.

"I……"

Before he could finish speaking, Huai Mo had already reached out his hand: "My story is over, would you like to go home with me?"

"Baby, the biggest regret in my life is that I didn't say to you before the crash---I like you for a long time."

Tears blurred Liu Yanhuan's eyes, and he suddenly asked with great happiness: "The person sitting next to me on that plane...is that you?"

"It's me. I know you want to get rid of everything in the country. I plan to accompany you to a new place to start again. I didn't expect to meet again in Ningcheng instead of going to Fiji."

Liu Yanhuan's nose was very sore, and he tried his best to make his voice sound more serious: "You lied to me, you pretended not to know me when we met for the first time." Immediately afterwards, he couldn't help laughing again, for this wonderful fate.

Huai Mo didn't blush at all: "Even in this world, we are two strangers who meet occasionally." As he spoke, he stroked the tears under Liu Yanhuan's eyelids, "Do I have the honor to know you?"