In her sleep, Dai Ya's happy and disgusted face suddenly fell asleep again.

Since Yu Che's phone call, every night, Dai Ya has come as scheduled in Shen Que's dream.

It is conceivable that although Shen Que said that he was relieved, that he let go, that he had opened his heart knot, that he was free and easy, but in his heart, was it really what he imagined?

No!

The ignorant attachment of the first love, how can it be forgotten and indifferent in three days?

During these days, due to the concern of his roommates and the sudden appearance of Xiaocao, Shen Que forcibly hid the sadness in his heart.

Therefore, in his sleep, Shen Que's true emotions were naturally revealed and spontaneously.

In the dream, Shen Que felt that he was floating in the endless void, Dai Ya's slender figure, and her pretty face, which seemed to be getting farther and farther away, more and more blurred.

Shen Que wanted to keep his voice, but no matter how hard he tried to speak, he still couldn't pronounce a word.

When Dai Ya disappeared, the three golden fonts of the "Tao Te Ching" appeared in the void again.

Unexpectedly, another eight characters appeared.

Unexpectedly, these eight characters are no longer those characters that appeared when Shen Que was unconscious.

"Thirty-two 23, eleven 2, eighty-six, fifty-seven 14, ninety-nine, twenty-five 11, sixty-thirty-eight, seventy-six 19!"

After floating for a while, these numbers disappeared suddenly, making Shen Que in his sleep frown again, with a thoughtful look.

The next day.

Shen Que woke up slowly, but his mind was full of Dai Yan's fading and blurred familiar face, as well as the eight new characters.

I couldn't take care of breakfast, Shen Que kept frowning, picked up a pen and paper, and went straight to the library.

For a morning, Shen Que stayed in the library with a sad face, and the white paper in front of him was full of dense numbers and those patchwork words.

However, looking at Shen Que's sad expression, it was conceivable that he still found nothing.

"Alas~ a few characters, how can it be so abrasive? What does this newly appeared string of characters represent? What does it mean?" Shen Que looked at the paper in front of him in a daze, and muttered to himself in a suffocated mood.

"The previous string of characters hasn't been figured out yet, and these new characters have appeared, is this the rhythm that is going to drive me crazy?" Shen Que looked around blankly, his expression haggard, full of fear of the unknown.

"Forget it! Since you can't solve it, let's wait. It's about to be a National Day holiday, and when you go home, go and ask your fourth uncle for advice! He has been addicted to those illusory numerology deductions all his life, maybe, he can give me some hints!" Under the abrupt fear, a thin old man with a dignified appearance and a little fairy bone appeared in Shen Que's mind.

Raising his left hand and looking at the palm with his index finger broken in two, a look of anticipation flashed in Shen Que's eyes.

"I heard my mother say that not long after I was born, my fourth uncle gave me a numerology. He said that I would be crippled before I was seven years old, and he said that when I was eighteen years old, I should carry out fire and water, otherwise I would die in the fire and water. Hehe~ When I was six years old, on my grandmother's birthday, I picked up the huge firecracker and blew up my two index fingers, didn't it respond to the prophecy of the fourth uncle? However, when I was eighteen years old, I was safe and sound, and where did I suffer any bad luck? In this way, I should not believe the words of my fourth uncle! Perhaps the old man was right, there is such a thing as numerology, and if you don't believe it, you will not believe it. But should I believe it? or should I not believe it?"

Recalling the past, Shen Que had a tangled look on his face, and his eyes were confused and hesitant.

"Alas~"

Sighing lightly again, Shen Que packed up his pen and paper and walked straight out of the library.

When Shen Que passed by the guard room, he was suddenly stopped by the old man.

"Hey~ You're Shen Que, right? I recognize you, you're the last person to report to the school, and it seems that you're still here with your uncle!" the old man shouted with a smile.

Shen Que was slightly stunned, then opened a smile, and said politely as he walked towards the guard room: "Uncle, your memory is so good, I am Shen Que!

The old guard smiled kindly: "I am so impressed with you, a student like you who only came here half a month after the start of school is really the only one! Also, your uncle is not an ordinary person at first glance, so he subconsciously paid attention to it! By the way, here is a letter from you, you can come in and take it!"

Hearing the words of the old guard, Shen Que's face was slightly confused, and as he walked towards the house, he muttered to himself: "No! Xiaoya and Xiaocao's letter, I just mailed it out, they shouldn't have replied so quickly! However, besides them, who could be writing to me? Could it be Yu Che?"

"Also, I've been coming to Dongchang University for so long, and I've only made two phone calls to Yu Che, and I have forgotten the promised letter contact for a while, I'm really a little sorry for this brother!hehe~" Shen Que smiled dumbly, with an apologetic look on his face.

While muttering softly to himself, Shen Que searched for his name in the drawer.

Suddenly, a white envelope appeared in his sight, and it was the custom-made envelope of the "West Asia College".

"It seems that it is really possible that it is Yu Che's letter!, is there anything else he wants to say badly and want to tell me through the letter?" frowned slightly, Shen Que couldn't help but subconsciously guess.

However, when he picked up the envelope, flipped to the front, and saw that the inscription was the word "Daiya", Shen Que knew that he was wrong.

Countless questions suddenly rose from his heart, and he clenched the envelope tightly, Shen Que couldn't go to the cafeteria for lunch, and walked straight to the dormitory.

While walking, Shen Que pondered: "I mailed a reply to the past, Xiaoya should have just received it, and she wouldn't reply to me so quickly." The only possibility, then, is that she wrote it again immediately after the first letter. But why did she keep writing to me? She was already with Yu Che, so she still needed to deal with me? Could it be a letter of apology to me? Hehe, it's all in such a situation, what's the use of apologizing to me? Alas!"

Back in the dormitory, Shen Que was worried about the contents of the letter, and impatiently tore open the envelope, and pulled out the black but still familiar fragrance of the letter.

Dai Ya's letter this time is not many words, the content is simple, only a few hundred words.

However, as he read and read, Shen Que's face gradually became hideous and angry, and in his dark eyes, blood was already appearing, and a trace of cold light burst out, and his thin chest began to rise and fall sharply irrepressibly.

From this, you can imagine how excited Shen Que was at this time, how his thoughts were rippling, and how resentful and disappointed.