Located in the Rose Cemetery on the outskirts of the city, Zhou Lu cautiously avoided the attention of the security guards and came to the tombstone of Wu Shuxian, the female owner of the pastry shop who had adopted him for a while, Sister Wu, at this time he was holding a bouquet of lilies in his left hand and a large travel bag in his right hand, and then carefully put the two items in his hand together in front of the tombstone, in order to avoid being found on the fingerprints on the travel bag and bouquet, Zhou Lu specially put on a pair of white gloves.

"Sister Wu, I have avenged the revenge for you, and you can rest in peace." Putting these two things in front of the tombstone, Zhou Lu squatted down on his knees and said softly as if laughing at himself: "I know, if you are according to your character, you will never allow me to do such a thing, if you find out that I am killing people in order to avenge you, you will definitely arrest me and train me again, and it is not impossible to even call the police, but sure enough...... I can't do nothing. ”

There was a bowling ball in the travel bag, but no one knew that there was Ma Qiang's head in this bowling ball, but fortunately, when Zhou Lu came back by boat, the luggage was not like in the train station, it was checked by the machine, and the staff at the dock asked someone to open the luggage for direct inspection, so Zhou Lu replied with the answer of 'I teach bowling', and the staff let him go.

Zhou Lu believes that Ma Qiang's gang should have turned the world upside down, and it can't be said that it will not be a mess if it loses its backbone, but these things have nothing to do with Zhou Lu.

"In the past, you hated me fighting with other boys, but every time I fight, I was the only one who hit them, and then when their parents came to accuse, you would apologize for me in a low voice, and I was worried that you couldn't bear the pressure, so I left a note without permission, and I didn't think that when I came back after ten years, you would have left forever. Is this a kind of creation? ”

Sighing softly, Zhou Lu stood up with a soft expression on his face, and stared quietly at the pure white tombstone in front of him for a while before he spoke: "I really want to...... I'm going to call you 'Mommy' in front of you, goodbye. ”

The day after Zhou Lu left the Rose Cemetery, security guards here also found his travel bag left in front of Cemetery 293. The bouquet of lilies was understandable, but the bag puzzled the security guard, and he decided to open it with curiosity, and after reading it, he would report it as 'lost property', only to make him even more puzzled by the fact that the bag was empty except for a bowling ball.

"What, it's just a bowling ball, so who would bring a bowling ball with them when they come to worship!?" Just as the security guard frowned and whispered, his waving right hand accidentally touched the bowling ball, which rolled off the table and fell to the ground. So in the middle of the bowling ball, which is divided into two halves...... The security guard saw an object that made his eyes widen, and it was actually a human head!

Later, after the police investigation, they were shocked to find that this head was actually the head of Ma Qiang, the boss of the city's largest underground force, not only the police, but also the people in the Ma Qiang gang fell into a chaotic situation because of this incident, so the above two groups of people quickly launched an investigation.

It's just that these things have nothing to do with Zhou Lu, he was going to leave the city in a few days, but looking at the façade of the pastry shop with the red stripe of 'façade transfer', he hesitated for a long time and decided to live in this city for a while, so he used the money he got from Luo Hong to rent this façade for a year and a half on a lease contract.

A month later, at Middlebury University. Finally survived the last math class in the morning, and Mo Yan said that the professor who explained the various formulas of mathematics on the podium before was simply talking about heavenly books. In the spirit of 'What kind of mathematics do you still study in the Department of Foreign Languages!?' Mo Yan is simply a broken jar for the mathematics course.

The first class of the afternoon class is a cooking class, and the school has set up a cooking class for three days, Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, so that students can take charge of their own life not only in the course, but also in their daily life. The first class of the afternoon is a cooking class, where students can show off their skills to their heart's content, and it is said that many boys have succeeded in capturing the hearts of their beloved girls in the classroom.

There used to be many boys looking forward to the meal made by Mo Yan, among which Wu Di was the most excited, but it made everyone feel regretful. The food made by Mo Yan is too ordinary, the taste is not good or bad, it can only be said to be so-so, but for many rich sons, this level is really not on the table compared to the chefs hired by their families.

Probably in the eyes of the boys, a pure and lovely girl like Mo Yan should also have a pair of skillful hands, but the food made gives them a strong sense of contrast, which makes the boys feel a little disappointed for a while, which is probably the so-called 'God has given you a perfect thing, and it will definitely take away another thing from you'.

Mo Yan, who returned to the dormitory, saw Liu Qianyue with a happy expression on her face, lying on her bed enjoying her favorite mango pudding, and after seeing Mo Yan come back, she smiled and said: "Mo Mo ~ I left you one, Dangdang Dang ~ Your favorite strawberry pudding!" ”

"Oh, thank you." Mo Yan likes strawberry-flavored snacks, and the girls in the dormitory know it, but she didn't expect that Liu Qianyue would think of herself, but when she took the plastic spoon handed by Liu Qianyue and ate the strawberry pudding in her hand, she was stunned......

"It tastes exactly the same as what he made, where did you buy this strawberry pudding Chizuki!?" The taste of strawberry pudding is exactly the same as that made by someone in his memory, and he asked Qianyue eagerly.

"Oh ~ out of school and go all the way to the left, during which after crossing a crossroads for about forty-five minutes, there is a newly opened pastry shop called "Frozen" on the street on the right, tell you oh Momo~ The manager of this pastry shop is a handsome and mature big brother who wears glasses~"

“…… Eh, wearing glasses. From Mo Wei's memory, Mo Yan knew that Zhou Lu had given herself a pair of glasses for some reason, but if it was just an accident...... Then the taste of this strawberry pudding in my hand seems too coincidental.

"Really...... Is that you? Whispering, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of Mo Yan's mouth, he took a small bite of the strawberry pudding in his hand and put it into his mouth with a plastic spoon.

When night fell into the city, Zhou Lu, who had been busy all day, opened the back door of the pastry shop and dumped the garbage into the garbage heap, a small cardboard box on the side attracted him, and he found that it was a small flower cat with a light brown back.

"One man...... It's really lonely. Smiling and whispering, Zhou Lu disposed of the garbage again, picked up the cardboard box containing the little flower cat, and walked into the pastry shop together. (To be continued......)