Chapter 609 A potion (48)
The roommate looked at the bully suspiciously: âHow do you know? You donât usually pay attention to these things, do you?â
Wen Su hooked his lips and said nothing.
Sitting below, he used a pen to sort out the flashing fragments in his memory.
Eight different faces with the same name.
This time, it was her too.
He didnât know what she looked like under every face, he didnât know anything.
But it seems⦠still tempted.
How to do?
Turn on the phone, the most recent chat history is three days ago.
Scroll up, basically he made the beginning.
Wen Su supported her head, carefully recalling this time from the first meeting to the present.
She called him Wen Su directly, so she always had all the memories.
She occasionally went wrong a few times, but in fact⦠she must be restraining herself!
Because of the age difference here, she is drawing a line.
If he didnât think of this, he would also mind. But even if he minded, he was still approaching her.
Several other roommates were muttering, but Wen Su didnât get involved.
After a while, a roommate suddenly shouted: âWen Su, someone is looking for you. She is waiting for you downstairs in the dormitory. Would you like to go down?â
Wen Su got up and walked to the balcony, and looked down.
A girl in a pleated skirt is holding a large bouquet of flowers, surrounded by many people.
After taking a look, Wen Su sat back, showing no intention of going down.
The roommate looked like he was watching a movie: âWen Su, I am so beautiful, do you want to go and see it?â
Wen Su is still thinking about more details: âI donât like her.â
Roommate: âYou donât even go down, isnât that embarrassing for others? There are so many people down here, she will lose face. Wen Su, you can accept the flowers first, and take her to a place where no one is there to explain clearly.â
Wen Su: âItâs her own choice, and she should be responsible for any result. If her bold pursuit fails, she loses face, and that means she has a problem with her cognition.â
âHer face is not something I can give by doing this. I earn my own face, and what others give is nothing. So many of you sympathize with her, and even many people think that I am unfeeling. Where did she lose face?â
âFor things that donât make sense, showing love in public is regarded as a kind of moral kidnapping. When I go down, the people around me wonât make noise together? Donât they think itâs a great thing to shout a few times to promote a relationship? Thereâs nothing to say about this matter.â
Baitang would not do such a thing, nor would Baitang say such a thing.
Tonight, Wen Su unexpectedly went to bed early.
He wishes he could have a dream.
Present her experience with him under every face.
Wen Su put aside everything else and only thought about this one thing.
â¦
We met at the beginning of the year, and we met each other in life and death. At the end of the story, he was alone, and when he had the opportunity to go out, he dared not go out.
When we meet again, itâs the same. When the time comes to get out of the cage, I donât want to go out again.
Until Qi Jiayan committed suicide in a cage, everything changed from then on.
It took a long time to pursue a person whose appearance he didnât know, or even his name.
Wen Su woke up from a dream and thought about it for a long, long time alone. Think about the past, think about the present.
This time, in a special case, there was an interval of twenty years. The returning memory made him face up to this relationship again.
After this day, Wen Su studied harder, but he adjusted his focus, and he was more inclined to research on pharmacological convenience.
As if nothing happened, as usual, I occasionally chat with Baitang every few days.
Baitang is committed to creating scenic spots, occasionally stumbling Yu Zhenxingâs family quietly, and living an ordinary and comfortable life.
(end of this chapter)