Chapter 609 A Potion (48)

The roommate looked at the top student suspiciously: "How do you know? You don't usually pay attention to these things, do you?"

Wen Su curled her lips and said no more.

Sitting below, he took a pen and sorted out the fleeting fragments in his memory.

Eight different faces, one name.

This time, it's her too.

He didn't know what she looked like under each face, nothing.

But it seems... I'm still tempted.

what to do?

Turn on the phone, the most recent chat history is from three days ago.

If you scroll through it, you will see that he basically started it all.

Wen Su held his head and carefully recalled this time from the first time to the present.

She just calls him Wen Su, so she always has all the memories.

The few times she occasionally felt out of place, she was actually trying to control herself!

Because of the age difference, she was drawing a line.

He wouldn't mind if he didn't think of this. But even if he minded, he still kept getting closer to her.

Several other roommates murmured, but Wen Su did not participate.

After a while, a roommate suddenly shouted: "Wen Su, someone is looking for you. She is waiting for you downstairs in the dormitory. Why don't you go downstairs?"

Wen Su stood up and walked to the balcony, looking down.

A girl in a pleated skirt was holding a large bouquet of flowers, and there were many people surrounding her.

After taking one look, Wen Su sat back and had no intention of getting down.

The roommate looked like he was watching a show: "Wen Su, you are so beautiful, do you want to see her?"

Wen Su was still thinking about more details: "I don't like her."

Roommate: "You don't even get off the stairs. Aren't you embarrassing others? With so many people down there, she will lose face. Wen Su, you can accept the flowers first and take her to a place where no one is around to make things clear."

Wen Su: "It was her own choice, and she should be responsible for any consequences. Failure to pursue boldly can be considered a loss of face. That means there is something wrong with her cognition."

"Her face is not something I can give her by doing this. She earns her own face, and what others give her is nothing. So many of you sympathize with her, and many of you even think I am heartless. Where did she lose face?"

"Things that don't make sense, showing love in public, are regarded as a kind of moral kidnapping. If I go down, the people around me won't make noises? Don't they think that shouting a few times to promote a relationship is a great good thing? There is nothing to say about this matter."

Bai Tang would not do such a thing, and Bai Tang would not say such a thing.

Tonight, Wen Su unexpectedly went to bed early.

He wishes he could have a dream.

Showing her experiences with him beneath each face.

Wen Su put aside everything else and only thought about this one thing.

…

We met at the beginning of that year and faced life and death. At the end of the story, he was alone and did not dare to go out when he had the chance.

It was the same when we met again. When I got the chance to get out of the prison, I didn't want to get out.

Until Qi Jiayan committed suicide in a cage, everything changed from this.

It took a long time to track down a person whose appearance he didn't even know, or whose name he didn't even know.

Wen Su woke up from her dream and thought about it alone for a long time. Thinking about the past and thinking about the present.

This time, under special circumstances, twenty years have passed. The memory of returning made him face this relationship again.

After that day, Wen Su studied harder, but he adjusted his focus and was more inclined to research on pharmacological convenience.

As if nothing happened, as usual, I occasionally chatted with Bai Tang every few days.

Baitang devoted himself to building scenic spots, and occasionally gave Yu Zhenxing a little stumbling block, and the family lived a peaceful and comfortable life.