At seven o'clock, a whistle sounded outside the door. The four of them had already packed up, but because they hadn't slept all night, they weren't in good spirits. But Mei Yu still joked: "Do you think he will have obsessive-compulsive disorder." ”

The horn sounded on the hour, if not by coincidence, then it was indeed a veritable obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The other three didn't joke with her, because in fact, everyone has some compulsion to a greater or lesser extent, the difference is that some people force things that are not very noticed, while some people are in the place where people pay attention.

Meng Zhuang should be the type that goes unnoticed, because if it weren't for Mei Yu's joke, maybe no one would have found out at all. Because even if she said it, no one cared very much.

There was one person who cared, and that was Meng Zhuang, who poked his head out and replied to Mei Yu, "I heard it." ”

Mei Yuerpi's face rose: "I know, otherwise I won't say it." Saying bad things about people behind my back, I absolutely don't want to be this kind of woman. ”

Meng Zhuang smiled and said: "A woman who doesn't talk about people behind her back can only be a kind of woman, that is, a woman who doesn't care about anything and doesn't even care about her life and death." Meng Zhuang stared at Mei Yu's eyes and said very seriously: "You have the potential to become this kind of woman, to become a woman who even dedicates her life to the 'gods'." ”

Meng Zhuang said the word 'god' very seriously. Mei Yu immediately understood what he meant, his so-called gods were what Mei Yu believed in, that is, academic pursuits.

Meng Zhuang was not wrong, the academic world in Mei Yu's heart had become an abyss, which was gradually devouring her. She could feel it herself that it would not be long before she would fall to that place where she would never see the light of day.

Mei Yu's face was not very good-looking, she knew that Meng Zhuang was reminding her, and she also knew that she should be more restrained, but in the face of those problems, she always seemed to be helpless, forward or backward, this was never a choice question for Mei Yu.

Pretending not to know what to do, he threw his bag on the back seat and said innocently and cutely, "It may not be bad to be able to offer yourself to the gods in exchange for what you want." ”

Is this Mei Yu's determination? Of course not, she just didn't know what to say. Meng Zhuang also heard it, he just smiled, because he didn't know what to say, they were all the same, they were the ones who chose to fall into the abyss.

They don't really care about life or death on the way forward, what they care about is whether they can get what they want. If so, you can ignore everything and move forward.