Chapter 39 Chapter 38 The Liar

On the day of the politics class exam, it dawned very early.At half past five, Luo Zhi heard the birds chirping happily outside the window, with a hint of arrogant noise in her pleasant ears.She sat up and listened in a daze, gaining a little bit of long-lost happiness in the beauty of nature's chaos. Carrying breakfast into the crowd, the main road leading from the dormitory area to the teaching area is already full of students rushing to take the exam.While listening to the song, she walked forward with blank eyes, and saw a boy in a black T-shirt at the moment when a group of couples in front of her turned around.

A few locks of hair raised slightly at the back of the head, straight shoulders, a black schoolbag in one hand, and the same white earphones as hers. Luo Zhi's expression was calm, and she adjusted her pace silently. From the space where the couple stood side by side, she saw that figure from the back appearing and disappearing repeatedly. For some reason, she didn't have the slightest urge to follow. She just followed along calmly but in a daze, as if step by step back to three years ago, in a sea of ​​high school uniforms. Staring openly at the same person, as if a flower could grow on his back.

Knowing that he was safe, she also inquired about the situation at his home in various ways, and cooperated with his dormitory classmates to help him complete all the homework and sign-in for professional courses and other compulsory and elective courses.Fortunately, he still came to the test. Luo Zhi changed to a new mobile phone, and started to use a low-pitched ringtone.But the phone almost never rang. Just yesterday, Luo Zhi unexpectedly received an email from Zheng Wenrui. It was a forwarded email, the sender of the original email was Ye Zhanyan, and the recipient was Sheng Huainan.

The email has only one audio attachment, no subject, and the content is: "Your heart is biased, I don't care, and I won't beg your heart to be biased towards me, but I need justice. Now I have evidence, what is she hiding?" How much you have, you know in your heart." Luo Zhi read it twice before she understood the awkward sentence.Once at Zhenhua's window sill, Ye Zhanyan swore that justice was of no use to her, she had no feelings, and she tirelessly pursued justice, just like a fool. She didn't know what else the girl said was true. The audio was downloaded very slowly, Luo Zhi stood up and picked up the Coke bottle by the windowsill, and watered the Jasmine that Jiang Baili bought last month.She once predicted that Jiang Baili's routine and habits were absolutely not suitable for raising any living things. She never thought that Jiang Baili would never stay up late, and even this pot of jasmine would bloom.

An elegant and soft fragrance. She sat back in her seat, and the audio was poked squarely at the very center of the computer desktop.She didn't have headphones on, just turned up the speaker volume and double-clicked the icon to start listening. "But, why did you deliberately tell me these words?" It was Luo Zhi's own voice. "I didn't tell Sheng Huainan about some things. But I hope you know." "You let me know it's pointless." "Don't be so wary of me, are you such a lack of self-confidence?" Ye Zhanyan paused, and then said calmly, "Actually, Sheng Huainan and I have long been impossible... I just want to give you another chance, please You tell him, what are the difficulties that you broke your promise and failed to convey to me back then."

It was the recording of the conversation with Ye Zhanyan at that time, Luo Zhi laughed.She recorded the audio, but it seemed that the content had been subtly manipulated. "I originally chose to study French in Beijing and go to France after a year. But after seeing the situation later, I thought it was better to leave. So I didn't tell him the truth. When I was in the second grade of elementary school, My dad taught traditional Chinese painting in a Beijing Academy of Fine Arts, got together with a female classmate, lied to him that he was widowed, and when word spread here, my grandma thought he was going to leave her crazy daughter and granddaughter alone, and was so angry He went directly to Beijing and messed up everything. The female student dropped out of school with a big belly, and my dad resigned from the Academy of Fine Arts in despair. But he stayed in Beijing later, and he got better and better. Indeed , for those engaged in art, what's the point of sleeping with a female student?——But do you know who that female student is? That female student is actually Sheng Huainan's little aunt. I want him to know that I am alone What is one person burdened. I said break up, but he said yes without even making it up. Do you think I can't bear it? I really haven't contacted him once, not once. But now I figured it out, I'm not interested in bearing the burden, I I really figured it out, I want him to feel bad. Why should I let him go to others. "

Such a long monologue has been cut without any trace. "Can you tell Sheng Huainan about this for me? I can't even say it myself." "I?" "to you." "Right." When Luo Zhi heard this, she even wanted to applaud this audio. However, this original email was actually sent during the winter vacation in February.What happened five months ago, Sheng Huainan never asked Luo Zhi, nor did he show any doubt or wavering. Luo Zhi's heart was like soaking in warm lemonade, warm but unbearably sour. However, she still didn't understand why Zheng Wenrui forwarded her a long-standing complaint letter at such a time, and it was even more strange how she got this email.

Luo Zhi thought about it for a while and then typed the answer. In addition to those two questions, she also added one that had troubled her for a long time. How could she be like a prophet in the past, when she had a secret in her arms, she would come out halfway to find her for a drink.Is it really just a coincidence? Zheng Wenrui did not reply, but called at night. The background sound was the announcement of the subway station. As he spoke, his voice was swallowed by the huge wind noise of the high-speed train. "I don't want to talk to you." Zheng Wenrui's opening remarks made Luo Zhi regret answering the phone.

"But since you asked me, I'll tell you now." "It was Ye Zhanyan who found me and said that her emails were gone, and Sheng Huainan didn't answer her calls at all, nor did she reply to her cross-border text messages. After much deliberation, she actually found me and asked me to inquire about the news. Of course, I know that she is struggling Nothing will come out, anyway, it's not the first time to help her, so I just agreed." "However, she didn't say what was going on, so I just told her that Sheng Huainan hadn't used the high school mailbox for a long time, maybe she sent it by mistake. And I immediately registered a Sina mailbox that was very similar to Sheng Huainan, and told her She resent it. So I got that email."

Psychopath.Luo Zhi thought silently. "Of course, after I saw what was going on with the email, I also called Sheng Huainan to ask about it. Although he only answered after I called many times, I didn't care about it long ago. Sheng Huainan scolded me on the phone again. Ye Zhanyan and I were mentally ill, saying that he deleted the email without even reading it, so we can take care of ourselves, otherwise we will scold him every time we see him." "How about it, Luo Zhi, does it sound good to you?" A belated story, with a belated moving face.Luo Zhi walked forward wearily, walking slowly like this, recalling slowly, the crowd was surging, and the road seemed endless.That late email kept urging her to come over, urging her to hold his hand, but Luo Zhi came back to her senses, and was already standing in the hall of the science teaching building, watching him pass through the atrium and walk in. In the elevator dedicated to teachers.

She was puzzled for a while, and looked up, and saw the large information display screen hanging high in the center of the lobby. The notice of "Serious Examination of Discipline and Discipline" was scrolling on the information display screen. She saw the three words "Sheng Huainan", followed by the student number and the department, and in a list of names of those who had seriously violated discipline and were disqualified for their bachelor's degrees, repeated them over and over again. Show up over and over again. The bright red square font hurt her eyes, as if many years ago, she wrote stroke by stroke on the top of the grade distribution table: "Sheng Huainan, 921.5 points" Crowds of people poured into the teaching building and scattered to their respective examination rooms, like an unstoppable torrent. She was the only one standing there with her head up, watching like a fool with tears streaming down her face, like a solitary piece in the torrent. The rock, the negative couple stubbornly resisted, could not move.