The old man with white hair gently swung his body and found a more comfortable position to lean on the chair. The index finger of the right hand gently beats on the head of the chair. After a long time, he says slowly, "young man, are you sure that this matter has something to do with that girl named Hu Hua?"

"I'm sure!" I looked at the old man and said in a very positive tone.

"Xiao Li, since Hu Hua is your student, you can tell us something about that year." The old man's eyes fell on the counselor again, and there was no doubt about his tone.

"I,...