In the afternoon, the group arrived at the cemetery and quickly completed the matter, Zhao Manshu did not react, calmly held his mother's ashes, and moved to the new grave.

Along the way, she didn't cry or make trouble, and her expression didn't change in the slightest.

After moving the grave, Fu Baihe sent Zhao Manshu back to school, and while driving, he paid attention to the woman sitting in the back seat.

Twenty-year-old Zhao Manshu, with long hair and waist, bright lips, and her eyebrows are shrouded in an alienated indifference to people when she is not smiling, which is in stark contrast to her before, judging the two of them.

She looked calm and looked out the window at the scenery.

"If you look at me again, you'll have to charge for it." Zhao Manshu's red lips opened lightly.

Fu Baihe almost hit the brakes.

He uncomfortably withdrew his gaze, his earlobes hidden behind his black hair a little hot.

Zhao Manshu casually hooked the corners of his lips.

It took more than ten years for the original body to make Fu Baihe's eyes stay on her, and she had only been here for a few days, even if she gave Fu Baihe a knife, his attention to her was increasing day by day.

Dog man, is underwhelming.

The car soon arrived at Zhongzhou University.

Zhao Manshu was about to get out of the car, Fu Baihe turned around and stared at her with deep eyes, "My father's birthday banquet next month, will you come?" ”

Zhao Manshu was stunned, remembering Fu Shen's kindness, and was about to agree, but his fingers touched the cold and hard household registration book in his pocket, and his mind rested again.

She wants to move her hukou out of the Zhao family, just to break with the past!

After that, whether it was Fu Baihe's father and son, or the Zhao family, it had nothing to do with her.

She said lightly, "Let's talk about it." ”

She got out of the car and walked into the school without hesitation.

's graceful posture made Fu Baihe unable to take his eyes off it for a while.

It wasn't until the figure entered the school that he couldn't see it anymore that he frowned.

Don't like him anymore?

*

More than half an hour had passed since the agreed time with Wen Shi, and Zhao Manshu quickened his pace and walked towards the library.

She sent a text message to Wen Yan and asked for the location, but there was no response from there.

Reading that it was inconvenient to make a phone call in the library, Zhao Manshu could only go in and find it by himself.

“…… Senior, is there anyone sitting here? ”

"Someone."

The voice was clear and magnetic, Zhao Manshu paused and walked in the direction of the sound.

Sure enough, I saw Wen Yan sitting by the window, there was still a vacant seat beside him, and two girls who were dressed very delicately stood in front of him with red faces.

Even when they heard him say that there was someone in that position, the two of them were reluctant to leave.

Zhao Manshu walked over, "Can you let me?" ”

The two girls were stunned, and Wen Yan had already laughed, "You're here." ”

"Hmm." Compared with Wen Yan's smile, Zhao Manshu was much more indifferent, "Where don't you understand?" ”

Wen Yan was stunned, a different color flashed in his eyes, and he pointed the computer screen at Zhao Manshu, and handed over the pen and paper in his hand.

"Here ......"

The two girls listened to a long list of unfamiliar words coming out of his mouth, and out of respect for knowledge, they silently walked away.

Zhao Manshu listened to the question, and found that this person had really studied something, so he became serious and lowered his voice to explain to him.

Wen Yan looked at her side face, listening to fresh knowledge points in his ears, but his thoughts flew away early.

His face is always a little more preferential in front of women, but only this Zhao Manshu treats him like nothing.

Could it be that he is really not as good as Fu Baihe?

Zhao Manshu talked for a long time, his mouth was dry, and when he looked up, Wen Yan was staring at his face, and his face suddenly became cold, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Wen Yan suddenly came back to his senses, "I'm sorry. ”

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I ask you something?" ”

Zhao Manshu raised his eyebrows.

Wen Yan asked, "What do you think of me?" ”

Usually, the person asking this sentence is having a play with the target person.

Zhao Manshu squinted his eyes, his expression became colder, "Long handsome, can you prove this conjecture?" ”

Wen Yan was stunned, "...... No. ”

was hit, and Wen Yan became much more serious next. He was smart himself, and when Zhao Manshu mentioned it, he quickly understood the point.

When Zhao Manshu finished tutoring, Wen Yan looked at the sleepiness on her face and said apologetically, "I plan to sort out these things and submit them to the International Mathematics A-level journal when the time comes, and write your name in the author column when the time comes." ”

Zhao Manshu didn't care about this, and just said casually, "Just put my author last, I just provided the information, and the analysis and integration are your business." ”

Wen Yan's throat moved slightly, and he was surprised again when he looked at Zhao Manshu's nonchalant appearance.

How did she care so little about this glory? Still is...... Want to give him the opportunity?

"I still have something to do, I'll go first."

Zhao Manshu glanced at WeChat, and Professor Lin asked her to go to the office and meet with her peers in the mathematical modeling competition.

As soon as she stood up, the two girls who had just accosted Wen Shi rushed out of nowhere and rampage to Wen Shi, "Senior Brother Wen, I, you, can you add a WeChat!" ”

Zhao Manshu couldn't dodge, and his body was hit by them and leaned back.

Wen Yan's eyes changed, and he immediately stood up and reached out to hug her waist.