During the daytime work hours, there were obviously not many people in the café, and the waiter at the bar was cleaning up the utensils while wiping the corners of his eyes, and he was not surprised to see two customers coming, but politely motioned to the waiter who was still a little dozing off next to him to take him down.

"A cup of Irish coffee, a cup of wet cappuccino – and a little snack."

Mercer didn't wait for the waiter to hand over the menu, and directly reported the food he wanted, and the waiter was stunned, but he was immediately relieved to think that in the current Internet era, any person who has leisure can understand some things from the petty bourgeoisie or high-consumption class as long as they check it a little.

"I've been thinking about how to deal with going to a café or something like a café with someone before, so I've done my homework for a while. I didn't expect it to really come in handy. ”

When the waiter walked away, Mercer smiled and explained to Chen Wenwen.

“…… How are you doing lately? ”

Chen Wenwen did not continue, but plucked up the courage to start getting to the point. Mercer looked at her in a little surprise, it seemed that this literary girl had also matured a lot - at least his ** was useless.

"Good, it's good, it's too good." Mercer looked like he was eager to show off his smug to everyone, "The academy's courses are very interesting, and I have taken a lot of credits or something. The environment there is very good, there is a big sea of trees outside the college, which stretches for more than 100 miles; The architecture of the college also has a retro vibe......"

Speaking of which, the waiter happened to come over and serve two cups of coffee and a plate of snacks, and then very understandingly closed the patterned gauze curtain between the booth and the aisle.

I have to say that this design is very ingenious, and it saves privacy while being affordable, which is most suitable for some young couples to whisper or something.

Chen Wenwen picked up the steaming coffee and blew on the milk foam on the top layer in small sips, her eyes drooping, as if she wanted to say something. It took a long time for a few words to come out.

"Is that so?"

Like a sigh of grief and sorrow.

Mercer did not follow up on the previous nonsense, but remained silent knowingly. With his thinking ability, he naturally understands that it is impossible to fool things around today no matter what, and there is bound to be a decision between two people, whether it is good or bad.

The aroma of the coffee seems to arouse the hidden minds, and the whiskey blended in the Irish coffee has a hint of drunkenness.

"I always feel like it was a long time ago," Chen Wenwen's voice is ethereal, and the colors of memories give her a beauty outside of time, which is also natural, but also untouchable.

"It was lunch break, and you sat in your seat and read strange books that made people feel like they were interested in books—so I went over and asked you, 'Mercer, if you like to read, would you be interested in joining the Literature Club?' As for you, you had that signature mildness and promise at that time, and you looked very well along. ”

It wasn't a long time ago, but under her narration, there was really a feeling of precipitation over time, and the white gas that steamed in the air rose and dissipated, like some unknown incense smoke, which was calming and confused at the same time.

To arouse the tiredness of the whole person, her tone is softer and longer.

"After joining the Literature Club, you are still the same as before, and even your own errand pushed Lu Mingfei to come out to complete it. Usually, I keep a low profile with a hood that makes people can't see my face, and when someone greets you, I show the expression of a good child. ”

"Occasionally, one or two things are probably in the special research activities of the Literary Society, right? I remember that there were several of your articles that even the tutors were full of. ”

"It wasn't until I got acquainted with you later that I finally realized that you weren't an absolutely good person, right? I often joke inappropriately, and there have been many ...... of stumbling and pranks."

Mercer did not respond.

Or that he didn't know how to respond, and he didn't dare to respond.

Memories are the most moving, although Chen Wenwen is not extremely detailed, but in this dreamlike and fragile beauty, he can't control the memories of the many mornings or afternoons, sitting on a bench quietly reading a book, and the seductive warm sunshine.

The index finger moved slightly, recalling the touch of the page.

The smell of grass and trees in the whole campus seems to have penetrated time to come to the front, and the beauty of youth and non-conflict is blended into those unclear fragments, or it is just creating an introduction for them:

Discussions about the fate of characters in a novel, chatting when no one is around, shouting about the future, encouraging each other when participating in the sports day, and the starry sky shining above the playground lawn after the evening self-study......

He didn't know what would form a bridge connecting the two worlds. None of them are like each one, and each one is like each other.

A crack opened in the hard, cold heart, and black blood seemed to flow out of it.

"Hey," I don't know when, Chen Wenwen raised her head again, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and it was a great magnificence and indescribable surge.

"Your grades are only above average, you are not very tall and handsome, you can't play basketball, you can't comfort girls softly, you can't be in the limelight, you can't take risks that you don't ......"

"But I don't know why, I like you. Do you know? ”

Psychedelic, youthful, depressed, white, girly, adoring, sad –

Mercer's eyes flickered sharply, and the alleged emotion had been replaced by stronger imagery and vision, but his gaze remained fixed on a certain part of the void.

- Seems to have made up his mind.

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Still can't be contacted......

Chu Zihang sat in the cab with a frown, and the makeup mirror behind the visor reflected his terrifying golden pupils. The car was Panamera's new car, but when given to him it was like giving him a big toy.

"Start."

Deliberately equipped with a voiceprint start system that is not standard and does not come as standard, "Dad" is Chu Zihang's personal hobby, so he doesn't care if he spends a lot of money or anything. But only he knew why he wanted to do it.

He put on sunglasses to cover his eyes, and immediately reported to the academy that he could not contact Mercer through the Internet...... Well, this kind of thing actually seems to be quite nonsense, and there are always only those who go on a business trip during the mission and drop the chain, but there are really few poor wonders who can't be contacted before the mission starts.

He also tried to call, and the result showed that "the user you are calling is turned off"; If it is said that he went on a trip, Mercer's IP address was still in this city when he submitted his daily assignment this morning; Even Chu Zihang considered the possibility of whether he overslept, and then when he called the property in the community where he lived, people said that this person named Mercer didn't seem to have come back - the property management fee was paid very diligently.

A city is so big, unless Norma hacks into the security system of the entire city and uses powerful computing processing power to find Mercer, there is no way.

And if such a large-scale invasion and investigation is to be carried out, it is cross-border, and the excessively large number of streams will inevitably attract the attention and vigilance of the Chinese government, and it is easy to expose the academy.

After thinking about it again, Chu Zihang still decided to throw the mess to the academy, and he went to pick up Lu Mingfei, the titular "task leader".

He didn't care if he could get in touch with Mercer in the end, he was enough to complete the mission anyway, wasn't he?

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