Chapter 54 Chapter Two

In the last law-guiding class, Sheng Huainan and Zhang Mingrui were called over by their seniors as soon as they entered the door.He was a little absent-minded when he was sitting in the third row listening to his seniors chatting. Before class started, he turned his head to look at the upper left corner. Luo Zhi appeared at some point, lying on the table to catch up on sleep.She wore a loose white sweater, a huge hat half covered her head, and a ring of beige fluff on the brim gently surrounded her, only a small piece of black hair and a smooth forehead were exposed, like a little bird that had been in winter animal.

From the corner of the eye, Zhang Mingrui, who was sitting on the left of the senior, was also looking back. That day, Luo Zhi's roommate approached him expressionlessly, and asked, are you Sheng Huainan, please give me the suitcase, thank you. That girl should be Gobi's girlfriend, he remembered seeing her.The other party intentionally or unintentionally told him that Luo Zhi's illness was still not healed, and fortunately there was a boy who brought her meals at noon and night every day. That kind of complaining and showing off with ulterior motives implies sisterly loyalty to fight against injustices.Sheng Huainan thought about it, and smiled unconsciously. After a few seconds, the smile faded away.

He often asked himself if this was safe. Because he was sure, because the other party said, "I like you." In fact, what really reminded him was not her confession, but her back view.It wasn't the back that strode away heroically after saying "get away from me", but the back that he had followed all the way before that. That night, she stood for a long time under the white light from the high-rise building, crying until she choked up, but she didn't wipe her tears, but let them flow down her cheeks and into her neckline.It seems that when I close my eyes now, I can still see her lonely back shuttled under the flickering orange street lights, and he just lowered his hands in vain following behind.Originally seeing her cry, he confirmed his deduction - she had a ghost in her heart.Even if Luo Zhi is a sensitive and delicate girl, at least he didn't do too much to her, at most his behavior would only make her puzzled, how could it make her react so strongly, crying like she was about to melt?

He thought that his temptation still had results. In other words, there was no need to test anything in the first place, he should be determined by the truth, in other words, be determined by the person who told the truth.God knows why he had to prove it himself. But the result was as expected, Luo Zhi threw him a famous quote from Shakespeare, which was more than witty, but he still caught a trace of sad anger.That's enough, he thought. However, why is there no solid sense of knowing the truth?He should feel satisfied, he should question and understand on the spot, and seek justice.But why did he feel guilty and distressed uncontrollably during the long journey of following her?

What's even more stupid is that he actually wanted to ease the relationship with her in a daze. Sheng Huainan, are you crazy? You somehow believe her. On Christmas Day, he stood in the noisy classroom, the last row where she often sat, surrounded by the bustling world, her voice rang coldly in the phone next to his ear, but it seemed to come from the ghost world. Come, as unreal as if this person never existed. Maybe she has a ghost in her heart, but it doesn't seem to be the one he wants to catch. The professor stepped onto the podium, picked up the microphone and began to speak.He saw Luo Zhi slowly raised his head and looked towards the podium sleepily, so he also turned his head back, but suddenly met Zhang Mingrui's eyes across the senior brother.I don't know if I should laugh, but it's too embarrassing.

Luo Zhi hurriedly jotted down the time, place and review scope of the final exam that the teacher said in the notebook, and then grabbed the schoolbags and coats and rushed out the back door the moment everyone stood up to collect their things. Today is the 31st, and tomorrow is the New Year. Zhu Yan asked her if she would like to stay at her house for one night, and she would have agreed immediately, if Belle hadn't asked her with a lonely look before, "Luo Zhi, can you accompany me to the student union's New Year's Eve reception?" She was stunned, "When did you join the student union?" Didn't you always run errands for Gobi as a non-staff member?She swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"I'm a member of the book club. They also invited the leaders of various clubs to this reception. In short, there are many people going." "Why do you want me to accompany you?" Belle lowered her head, her eyes still wandering around. "I heard that Gobi's girlfriend is going." Luo Zhi felt very frustrated, "Think it over, don't you want to..." "I'm not here to make trouble, not to show their faces. If people can see my face, they won't dump me. I'm just curious, I'm really curious, how well they match together, I just want to see, Just wanted to see..."

She stopped the crying in Belle's words in time, "OK, OK, if you promise not to cry for three days, I will accompany you." Belle nodded hurriedly. "Believe me." Believe it or not.Luo Zhi rubbed her temples.Suddenly reacted, the student union?That's not... Wanting to repent, seeing Belle's thin and pointed chin, she couldn't say the words of refusal. This week, Baili listened to music every night and couldn't sleep, Luo Zhi inexplicably remembered a sentence in a certain book.It's really red eyes, lost weight lovesickness, once clamored to lose weight to fight, now really lost weight, but lost the meaning.

The scariest thing was that Belle still had to keep her spirits up, and weakly and hypocritically told some eight women in the courtyard who were gloating in the name of caring about herself and condemning Gobi that everything was fine.People pretend to be happy, no matter how depressed they are, they have to put on a smiling face—who wants to let others take jokes for nothing. Luo Zhi sighed, this stupid woman made her feel bad for no reason. So I moved up the time to teach the children so that I could come back earlier in the evening to accompany Belle.She rushed to the cafeteria after class, and ran to the east gate to wait for the bus after eating in a hurry.

During the period, I received a text message from Luoyang, "Your sister-in-law is coming to Beijing, let's have dinner together tomorrow." She was very happy, and she replied to the message to set up a time and place with him. As soon as Tiffany and Jake's class was over, Luo Zhi was dragged into her room by the little girl.The little girl went to Hong Kong with Zhu Yan after recovering from a serious illness last time, and there were a lot of new clothes in the small pink closet.Luo Zhi sat on the bed holding grapefruit tea, watching her put on those beautiful clothes one by one and show them off in front of her.

Tiffany's hair is naturally dark chestnut, neat and shiny, fair complexion, a small face with some baby fat but definitely a beauty, all the clothes, Stitch's big T-shirt, a small snow-white dress, and light The blue plaid shirt... looks so good on the body that it makes people drool.Luo Zhi thought to herself, why am I not the Uncle Lolicon Monster? Zhu Yan is going to take them to a reception in the evening.The specifications are naturally higher than the New Year's Eve Reception of the Student Union.When Luo Zhi was enthusiastically helping Tiffany's staff whether she looked better in a small dress or a cheongsam, Zhu Yan knocked on the door and came in, and sat by the bed with Luo Zhi to watch Tiffany change. "It's been a long time since I saw you." Zhu Yan said with a smile when Tiffany went to the bathroom. "Had a serious illness." "influenza?" "I don't know, half have a cold and half have heart disease." "What's wrong?" Luo Zhi smiled and told her about her experiences, including the adventure when she went home to visit the grave. "Anyway, I've been scolded." She smiled. "Don't laugh if you don't want to." Zhu Yan handed her a cup of tea, "But, is that boy really as good as you imagined?" Luo Zhi thought for a while, then said slowly, "I know what you want to say. I didn't understand it when I was in high school, but judging from word of mouth, he is indeed a good person. A grade and every aspect is worthy of envy. It is very rare for a person to be able to make everyone praise him without slandering him. Based on my contact with him several times later, he is indeed a likable person. At least I like him.” Zhu Yan nodded thoughtfully, "So that's the case, he really grew up safely." Luo Zhi looked at her suspiciously, "Your tone...as if he should have died unexpectedly." Zhu Yan laughed, "No, no, no. Like you, I think he is very rare. Like the kind of sophisticated precociousness you once told me, it often hurts him, but it seems that it doesn't." "I really hope he's not that good so I can get back on track sooner." "Don't make excuses," Zhu Yan smiled, "If you can't see through it, you can't see through it. I dare say that if you find out that he is bad one day, you will feel worse than now." She took a sip of tea and said slowly, "After all He is all your youth. If he is unbearable, then your youth seems to be wasted." "Don't be so literary." Luo Zhi was a little unnatural, not wanting to admit that she actually agreed with Zhu Yan's idea. "However, in fact, most of your knowledge of him is based on your own imagination and inference. I intuitively feel that the boy is not as perfect as you imagined, nor is he as happy and content as you imagined." Luo Zhi curled her lips, Zhu Yan intentionally smiled meaningfully at her, and then blinked again. "Don't discharge electricity at me, it's useless." Luo Zhi said guiltily. Back at the dormitory after five o'clock, Belle's reminder messages rushed into the phone one after another, Luo Zhi pushed open the door of the dormitory, and what she saw was her sitting cross-legged on the bed in her pajamas and holding her phone. "Why are you still in your pajamas?" "I don't know what to wear." "Is it so difficult to choose? Although it's a reception, it's not necessary to wear a dress, otherwise I won't be able to enter the door." "You don't need to dress formally, you can enter the house with sneakers." "Then why are you embarrassed? Don't even think about fighting with Chen Mohan, you will die a miserable death." Luo Zhi directly poked her while putting her hands on the radiator to warm.Although she came back by Zhu Yan's family's car, she still froze as she forgot to wear gloves on the way from the east gate to the dormitory. "I know." Belle did not refute. Luo Zhi looked back at Belle.Today, she was a little abnormally calm, seeing Luo Zhi's puzzled eyes, she smiled slightly, pale and dusty. "I don't think I saw the Virgin Mary...can you stop laughing like that?" "I'm making troubles and you won't let me go, and I'm well-educated and reasonable, but you won't let me go. Just stab me to death." Belle climbed off the bed, "Can I wear your clothes?" The two of them were about the same height, fat and thin, Luo Zhi opened the closet and said, "Choose it yourself. Didn't you always say that my clothes are only worn by widows?" Belle raised her head from the pile of clothes, solemnly, "I am indeed a widow." They were all wearing the simplest casual white shirt and jeans, Belle tied up her ponytail, and Luo Zhi's hair was still loose and hanging down to her waist.After putting on my coat, I was intercepted by snowflakes blown up by the wind as soon as I went out. It's snowing again. The reception of the Student Union is on the second floor of the Exchange Center building.The acquaintances in the Belleto club asked the senior seniors from other clubs for an invitation letter for Luo Zhi to use.From a distance, a row of windows on the second floor was brightly lit, and there were people moving.Luo Zhi glanced at Belle, who had a solemn expression as if she was going to die, and hoped that God would give her a tragic and unmanageable ending this time, so that she could fully wake up. But now it seems that it is not Belle who has a tragic ending, but herself.Her life experienced a huge fault, she climbed up from the bottom of the cliff with a fever and a hoarse voice, took a breath, and still wanted to move forward.Even if the mask has been poked by him, she can continue to hold it by hiding and reapplying a layer of oil paint. It would be great if a sickness and sadness could take her directly to the other side.Either become a Buddha or become a demon, instead of standing awkwardly and weakly in the middle. As Luo Zhi thought about it, she inadvertently saw Zheng Wenrui, who was pushing a bicycle towards her, wearing a dark purple down jacket, wrapping herself tightly with a scarf and hat.Luo Zhi met her eyes, nodded slightly and smiled. The last time I saw her was the end of that dreamy date.This woman kicked her bicycle viciously, like a witch who conjures a witch - if true, she succeeded. However, no matter what, Luo Zhi never cared the slightest bit about her. Zheng Wenrui smiled strangely.She tilted the corner of her mouth, snorted softly, then gave Luo Zhi a white look, widened her smile and turned her head to pass Luo Zhi. It's mocking.Serious and obvious mockery.Luo Zhi was a little puzzled, but Belle beside her asked bluntly and in a low voice, "Is she mentally disturbed?" At the stairs on the second floor, there are many boys and girls who seem to be very busy. Many people come in and out with their mobile phones. A girl in a little black dress hurried past, smelling of perfume, and her golden high-heeled shoes collided on the marble floor. Make a nice voice.Luo Zhi spread her hands towards Belle, "We seem to be dressed too casually." As she was speaking, Belle's gaze had already passed the crowd at the door. Luo Zhi followed her gaze and looked over. Under the spacious crystal chandelier in the room, a girl in a snow-white open-back dress with impeccable hair was standing with her back facing them. The person in front of her was wearing dark clothes. The gray suit smiles like the Gobi in the spring breeze in March. Belle watched intently, without a trace of expression.