It's been a month since the start of school, and the atmosphere that is gradually becoming tense has replaced the slightly lazy atmosphere that permeated the campus of S University in early March. For the students in this top-ranked university in China, there is still a lot of pressure on academics. Even for students who do not plan to continue their studies, the pressure of entering society is not so easy.

Of course, not everyone will be worried and uneasy about their future, for example, Meng Fusheng has never considered this issue. Although she is disgusted with her father who is busy with work, she has to say that it is because of such a capable father that she no longer has to worry about her future life.

Although, from another point of view, it can be considered that her life is confused, but this is undoubtedly a small distress that makes people envious.

The short old professor on the podium was lecturing passionately, while the students under the podium were divided into two distinct groups. The students who were concentrating on their studies gathered in the front row, carefully pricking up their ears from the air, grasping every note escaping from the professor's mouth, and writing hard in their notebooks.

The students, who had no intention of listening to the class, gathered in twos and threes in the seats at the back of the classroom. At the beginning of the class, the complaints about the professor's lack of name have passed, and they have taken out all kinds of entertainment equipment and started to kill the boring time. The girls discussed the fashionable clothes and makeup, and the trivial rumors they heard from various channels. The boys exchanged games and sports news, and occasionally there were a few laughs of understanding.

In normal times, Meng Fusheng is undoubtedly the soul of this rear group. Whether it is a boys' group or a girls' group, the place where Meng Fusheng is is the absolute focus. It is difficult for those with a more luxurious family background than her to be as beautiful as her, and those with better looks than her may not be richer than her. Even if there is a girl who can overwhelm her in both aspects, her wild and unrestrained personality derived from the complicated experience of her childhood makes it difficult for her to hide the wild charm of Zhou's body anywhere.

The boys are obsessed with her charming appearance and flirtatious nature. The girls were afraid of Meng Fusheng's fierce and arrogant methods inherited from his father. One moment she can cry tactfully in bed, and the next second she will also raise her feet to leave a lifelong physical memory for the person next to her pillow. She is like a whirlwind fluttering, no one can catch her, and no one can easily take the amazing gaze away from her.

This is the Meng Fusheng in the perception of his peers, a proud rose blooming in the wilderness, fiery and wild releasing beautiful temptation, with fragrant flowers and sharp and ferocious thorns. Asking for love from others all the time, and wantonly causing harm to others. Knowing that this flower is thirsty for the blood of the crush, the unique charm still makes the surrounding prodigal sons bow down one after another.

In the eyes of everyone, she is a cup of forbidden wine that intoxicates all beings, the tone is the sweetness brewed from youth, and the aftertaste exudes the fishy freshness of depravity and erosion.

Such a thing happened to her during the winter vacation, and everything naturally became a topic of conversation that everyone could not get tired of. Regardless of the murders of Li Yaozhan and Ma Wen, or the mysterious disappearance of Meng Fusheng, the relatives of the parties and the police who came to deal with it tried their best to avoid the spread of news throughout the process. However, it is still inevitable that the details of the case related to it will be quickly enriched and completed in front of the onlookers in the intricate network of interpersonal relationships.

In particular, Meng Fusheng has privately revealed his disgust and hostility to Ma Wen several times. People who are close to her know the intricate and ambiguous messy relationship between the three of them. This made the onlookers' overflowing curiosity swell to the point that there was nowhere to put it, and they couldn't help but look at Ma Wen's death with a meaningful gaze.

It's just a pity that as the center of the whirlpool, Meng Fusheng's father, Meng Wei, directly submitted an application for suspension to the school. In the period when public opinion is at its most turbulent, the protagonist has not appeared in the school for nearly a month. No matter how hot and energetic the topic is, it can't dominate the center of public opinion for a long time, and as every detail is crumbled and chewed, the heat slowly dissipates like a passing typhoon. In the end, only a few faint flames remained, still burning sporadically.

After all, in this era of information explosion, there is an endless stream of news every day, and even the terrible tragedy of hundreds of thousands of tragic deaths is just a few strings of numbers used for entertainment in the eyes of viewers.

It wasn't until Meng Fusheng returned to campus that he finally added bundles of dry firewood drenched with gasoline to the fire that remained in everyone's memory. Everyone's interest was ignited suddenly, and Ma Wen's murder and Meng Fusheng's return from school became the focus news again. The first wave of spectators who smelled the smell and set off a frenzy were the girls who regarded themselves as Meng Fusheng's best friends. was about to gather on the victim's wounds to feast on blood, but it ended with three slaps thrown by Meng Fusheng in public.

But the public opinion that is about to move cannot be suppressed so easily, and there is a more turbulent torrent hidden under the temporary calm. Meng Fusheng really didn't have the energy, so he slapped every boring person who came to explore his tone three times. In the end, he simply took the initiative to jump out of it with the attitude of not being able to cope with it and not being able to hide.

When I didn't have classes, I avoided contact with acquaintances on the pretext that I was still unwell. And during class, she appeared in the front row of the classroom for the first time. This is also the first time in her heart that she has let go of the ridicule of these students who are immersed in hard study in this college. These "nerds" in her eyes in the past were unexpectedly a little cute. At least they won't be asking questions about themselves without emotional intelligence during class.

Meng Fusheng, who had no intention of listening to the class, clicked the mobile phone in his hand, looked at the chat history from the old mobile phone, and had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Since Ren Yuan returned the broken phone to herself, she has watched the chat records and videos in it several times in the past few days. Including the sculptural video that seems to have been taken by a Parkinson's patient, she has been able to calmly look directly at the blood-colored pupils. It's just that no matter what, the dusty memory still remains dead silent, and it doesn't stir up any more waves.

"That guy named Ren Yuan, does the medicine you gave me have any effect?" Meng Fusheng complained silently in her heart, she had never heard of any drugs that could instantly stimulate the brain to recall lost memories, "The next time I meet him, ask him what kind of medicine he gave me, if it doesn't work, I will try a course of treatment." ”

Although the father is still busy with work as before these days, the bits and pieces of his daily life rarely reveal his undisguised care for his daughter. This made her subconsciously resist recalling the memories of the days when she disappeared. Even if it is true, as Xiao An hinted, that the mastermind behind this kidnapping is the father, so what? It's all in the past, isn't it?

As long as the current warm life can continue, Meng Fusheng does not want to care about the unhappiness that happened in the past. Not to mention that the source of the incident was her self-initiated escape, she is her father's biological daughter after all, is there any estrangement between father and daughter that can't be let go? At the moment, she prefers to see what happened before as a nightmare, and forgetting may be a better ending.

However, even if he is not in the group at the back of the classroom, Meng Fusheng, who has only returned to school for a few days, is still the unshakable focus of public opinion in the mouths of the students, occupying the main content of the topic. Without the discussion of the protagonist's presence, he easily lost his disguise and became even more unscrupulous. Malicious speculation and joking ridicule became the main theme of the topic.

Of course, Meng Fusheng knew very well what everyone would say about himself, and he didn't have the slightest intention of caring about it. These naïve and boring public opinions seemed to her to be no different from the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies, and there were other important things worth thinking about in her heart. For example, the young detective who smiled a little sunny and cute.

Normally, Meng Fusheng does not remember his past feelings, let alone recall every relationship he has experienced. After all, who is interested in counting how many slices of bread they've eaten for breakfast? However, for Meng Fusheng, Bai Tianqing is indeed a somewhat different "little bread".

With Ren Yuan's help twice, the originally faint memories gradually plumped up, and a rigid, green, and somewhat natural image gradually emerged from the chat records. Although she is a few years older than herself, in her opinion, this young and handsome criminal policeman is really a complete chick emotionally.

She has long been accustomed to entanglement with the prodigal sons who chase bees and butterflies, and she can't help but have a strong interest in it. In her opinion, Bai Tianqing has the maturity that these hairy boys around her do not have, and he is so simple and dull emotionally, which is really a very rare and interesting object.

Through the other party's somewhat clumsy and straightforward words, she could almost imagine the white and handsome face behind the screen, and the initial blankness in the face of her verbal teasing. And after understanding the hints hidden between the lines, while panicking that he was definitely thinking too much, he quickly turned red with a face as white as a woman.

There is no doubt that Meng Fusheng found a feeling of love in this young criminal policeman. For Meng Fusheng, who has an erosive emotional life, this time is very different. Bai Tianqing brought her not only carnal desire, but also a kind of warmth and trust worthy of the chair.

Psychologically, it was definitely related to the scene of the night at the most critical moment, when the latter was speeding in the night. And when he was under house arrest in the villa by his father, Bai Tianqing, who suddenly appeared, undoubtedly brought himself the fairy tale expectation of a prince saving the princess.

What's more, from the first time he saw the latter in the interrogation room, the young criminal policeman made a good impression on Meng Fusheng. Appearance is undoubtedly very important at all times, and she also protects herself in times of crisis, and she is not very cold to the two uncles Yu Qian and Chi Haifeng who took care of her all the way. As for Ren Yuan, who climbed into her bed twice, she directly put him in the same category as a beast. Recalling the feeling of being hugged from behind by the other party, it was no different from being entangled by a giant forest snake.

Even considering the other party's occupation, if you pull it to your own bed, there is a faint kind of pleasure and excitement. Speaking of which, it is rare to meet an object with a lot of appetite, and she is a veteran of the fishing grounds, and she has the truth of "Air Force"?

"Speaking of which, the criminal policeman named Bai Tianqing doesn't know what's going on now." Meng Fusheng put his mobile phone against his chin and thought, "Do you want to make a call and ask?" ”

Thinking of this, Meng Fusheng didn't care about the professor on the podium, stood up, and walked out of the classroom.

"Ah, classmate, where are you going?" The old professor, who was unclear about the situation, asked in surprise

"Pay attention to the atmosphere, teacher, how can you ask a girl such a question." Meng Fusheng raised his lips and chuckled, waved his hand and walked out of the classroom without looking back

"Go to the bathroom, of course!"