Chapter 224 How Is This Possible?

"Who is this person?"

Chu Sisi placed the woman in the center of the screen and stretched out her hand to hold the screen horizontally in front of Mu Chun.

"This is Vice Principal Qin, Vice Principal Qin Zhen of Yuanbei Elementary School."

Chu Sisi couldn't remember where she had seen this person for a while, so she didn't continue to ask. Mu Chun saw that she was a little hesitant, so she asked, "What's wrong with you? Is there any problem?"

"Nothing, impossible, impossible."

Chu Sisi muttered, and Liu Dandan didn't know what Chu Sisi was thinking.

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Bai Lu was busy all day, and when she returned home, she was still alone. Today she wanted to go to her mother's house for dinner but was not invited by her mother. Yesterday she didn't want to go to her mother's house for dinner but her mother called her to go over.

Mom always has her own ideas. Bai Lu sometimes feels that she doesn't need to have ideas in front of her mother. When she was young, her mother asked her to practice the piano, so she practiced the piano. It didn't matter whether she wanted to practice the piano or the song she was playing. Anyway, she would practice if her mother said she wanted to practice.

However, even if she practiced the piano every day, she was just an ordinary music school graduate in the end. It seemed that she had a chance to achieve higher achievements, but that was just an illusion.

There are too many geniuses in this world, and there are more talented and hardworking music learners than tadpoles in the pond in summer.

She is not worth mentioning at all.

Mom also felt more and more that there was nothing to be proud of in Bai Lu. Now she would rather introduce Lu Lu's husband to others as the famous trumpet player He Ping. Unfortunately, not many of her friends would pay for tickets to see He Ping's performance.

Bai Lu walked along the way home. When she passed by the community, she felt that she was lonely going home now. In the past six months, every time she had such an idea, Bai Lu would walk along the green space in front of her house until she reached the beach.

The beach trail is very long. Starting from Bai Lu's feet and walking eastward, it is only a small part of the way to Hongyikan Gymnasium, which is only about six or seven kilometers.

When they first moved here, He Ping would walk with her on the trail, watching Europeans boxing alone on the beach at night, or watching high school students dancing hip-hop on the beach.

There are two bars on the way to the gymnasium, and Bai Lu would occasionally go there to sit and have a drink. Sometimes, she would also meet some people there.

That's it, everything is done with the flow, and no one is responsible.

Bai Lu doesn't know when she started to get used to this kind of life.

It seems that whenever He Ping is not at home and work is not going well, Bai Lu thinks about going to the bar for a drink.

I really don't know how this habit was formed.

She walked to the first bar, hesitated for a while, and sat down on the bench outside the bar.

There was still some sporadic drizzle at night, and the sea breeze blew, floating on her body. The cold chill, Bai Lu subconsciously wrapped her coat tightly, watching the ships on the sea slowly passing by. Across the sea is a bustling commercial district, where the lights will not be completely extinguished all night.

It is so prosperous, but in Bai Lu's eyes, it is only cold and cold.

A man in a raincoat stood under the eaves of the bar. Bai Lu sat on the bench for ten minutes, and the man looked at her under the eaves for ten minutes.

During these ten minutes, Bai Lu felt the cold and pain in her back, while the man felt joy and the desire to move.

When Bai Lu made up her mind to go into the bar for a drink, the man followed her in.

He did not take off his raincoat, but folded it into a loose coat, and he looked quite energetic.

Bai Lu asked for a glass of vodka without ice cubes, but she asked for some ice cubes to put aside and took a sip.

In fact, Bai Lu did not like the taste of vodka, and after getting drunk several times because of vodka, Bai Lu disliked the taste of vodka even more during the day.

When it comes to vodka, she always feels like vomiting, as if what she is holding in her hand is not a transparent glass cup, but the toilet flush valve in her home.

That's it. Life is impermanent. How can you understand yourself at night during the day, and how can you understand yourself when you are sober when you are lonely.

Bai Lu raised her head and drank it all in one gulp. This time, she knew she was going to do something stupid again.

In a flash, a wave of joy swept over her heart, as if cotton was tied around her body, slowly flying to the sky, that was a carefree sky, like angels swimming in the sky in their swimsuits.

In fact, the guests in the jazz bar were all pretty good.

Bai Lu noticed that a handsome man was looking at her, and she was very familiar with such a look.

"Another drink?"

The man asked for another drink, and Bai Lu asked, "Do you want to go for a walk on the beach?"

The man helped Bai Lu leave the bar. The musicians were playing, and the ambiguous style of jazz music was still lingering in Bai Lu's ears.

Yes, ambiguous. She just wanted ambiguity. The feeling of the budding period of love would make her feel like she was back to the time when she first met He Ping. At that time, there was a hint of sweetness in the breeze.

The man helped Bai Lu home. The man sat on the sofa in the living room, took off his dark green coat, and his thin body slowly approached the bathroom where the sound of water came from.

Then, Bai Lu saw a naked figure in the mist in the mirror.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I'm still taking a shower."

Bai Lu replied and closed the shower curtain.

Although she was very drunk, Bai Lu still felt that there was a figure in the mirror who had not left for a long time and was looking at her.

Bai Lu was usually too angry to speak out, but after drinking, she became more direct and her temper became more domineering.

She suddenly opened the curtains, regardless of whether she was wearing clothes or not, and angrily shouted: "Didn't I tell you not to wait here? Go to the living room."

After saying that, he drunkenly closed the shower curtain and continued to take a bath while humming a song.

The man took off his clothes, opened the shower curtain and walked in.

On Wednesday morning, a frightened Bai Lu walked into the clinic of the Department of Psychosomatics. Before Mu Chun could make coffee, he saw Bai Lu, who came to the hospital in a panic and without makeup at all.

"Bai Lu? Have you registered? I didn't even see it."

When Chu Sisi came in, she saw the collar of Bailu's white sweater open, with half of the collar falling under her shoulders. She was so frightened that she hid in the corridor, then hurriedly pushed open the door of the opposite clinic, quickly locked the door, and was about to jump if she touched it. to the heart at the throat.

"I haven't registered yet. Can you help me register here?"

Bai Lu threw the medical insurance card to Muchun.

"Okay, I can help you register here, but can you tell me what's wrong with you?"

Bai Lu thought for a while and bit her lip hard, "I want to do a brain test. I think I'm sick."