The gentle and refined Ye Zhifan had the dignity of an official. When he spoke, he was bold too. The sentinel's attitude wasn't as cold as before. He replied, "Our school is holding a celebration right now. We won't receive any parents. As for the leaves, the arrangements are different. I can't answer your question."
"And Sir, if you don't leave, the enforcement officers will take care of you."
In the car, Ye Ying stared intently at the towering gates of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. The thick square bricks, the cold colors, the majestic national emblem… and the sentinels standing guard. Ye Jian got these and entered the military school known as the "National Science University among military schools". As for herself… she had nothing. Nothing!
Her fingernails were clenched tightly in her palm. She didn't let go even when she felt the pulsing pain.
