In the locker room, Yu Siqi stood alone in front of a large mirror more than three meters high. Behind him, WJ is a cabinet of different sizes.

Everything from hats to trousers, belts and headgears, and even earrings and the like are stored in it.

A little curious, Yu Siqi casually opened a cabinet containing hats. He found that there were nearly 100 different styles of hats inside.

It was really killing him.

Although he doesn't usually like to wear hats, if all the cabinets here are like hats, they are 'well-stocked'. He was a little worried about his selectivity syndrome, which might be provoked at the right time.

After hurriedly closing the cupboard containing the hats, Yu Siqi walked to the cabinet where the clothes were kept. Compared to the previous cabinet, the cabinet for storing clothes is obviously much larger. It's no wonder that if you look at the size of a complete set of clothes, it obviously takes up a lot more space than other parts.

With a little excitement and uneasiness, Yu Siqi unscrewed the knob on the cabinet door, pulled it open, and looked inside.

The unexpected emptiness made him have the illusion that he had opened the wrong cabinet for a while. But when he reconfirmed the label on the cabinet door and there was no problem, his eyes stayed on the back of the cabinet, the only remaining set of clothes.

Stretching his hand into it slightly, Yu Siqi was a little surprised after taking out this set of clothes that the 'only' left for him.

It's not about the quality of the dress itself, but that Yu Siqi has seen this dress. Or to put it more bluntly, he had seen a portrait of someone wearing the outfit at some point in the past.

Trying to recall the memories of the past, it took Yu Siqi a lot of effort to finally find a record of it in the memories of the past.

In order to confirm that this set of clothes is exactly the same as what he saw on the mural, Yu Siqi also deliberately turned the clothes to the front, and relentlessly looked for the symbol of birds and birds on it.

Sure enough, after his hard search, Yu Siqi finally confirmed that this was the set of clothes he was familiar with.

That's pretty interesting.

Faced with such an answer, Yu Siqi could almost conclude that this was probably the clothes Wan Jiatang wanted to put on. After all, if there was anyone who could get Shengjia to arrange only this set of clothes for herself, only she could easily do it.

It's a pity that although Yu Siqi roughly guessed the other party's motives, she really didn't understand the purpose of doing this for a while.

But no matter how 'unclear' he is, clothes are clothes. It's not a special taboo, just put it on.

In the process of changing into this set of clothes, Yu Siqi also found a reason for himself to feel at ease.

If he only has one set of clothes, doesn't that completely avoid the situation that he may have to choose from? ’

Although it is true that this is true if he thinks so, when Yu Siqi finally saw himself in the mirror, his mind couldn't help but be a little trance-like.

Except for the somewhat different hairstyle, the self in the mirror is exactly the same as the person in the mural.

Of course, if you completely remove this part of the ingredients that make him a little concerned. This outfit is quite good overall, whether it is the dark green fabric is very soft and comfortable, or it is more like a modern military uniform in terms of production style. All of this, in fact, is quite suitable for a modern person like Siqi.

"You look so much more heroic than before!"

As Father An's figure appeared in the mirror, Yu Siqi heard a word of praise.

"Thank you, Father, you're pretty good."

After meeting Father An, Yu Siqi quickly adjusted his state. He didn't want the priest to see how worried he was about a piece of clothing, it was too easy to be taken as a joke.

In the process of self-regulation, Yu Siqi tried to make his tone sound the same as usual, which was not particularly difficult for him now.

Thanks to the two days he spent with Albert, that guy really taught him a lot of practical tricks.

"Oh, thank you for the compliment. But I sincerely hope that you will not focus too much on my side and neglect yourself. After all, the future is reserved for the young. ”

Father An smiled kindly, and his gaze moved to Yu Siqi's body.

"The future is indeed reserved for young people, but aren't we still living in the present?"

Yu Siqi suddenly remembered such a sentence and said it casually.

"The spirit of 'pleasure in time'? It's not entirely that this idea is wrong. ”

Father Ann touched his chin, then pretended to remember something important, and shifted the subject elsewhere.

Thanks to Albert's personal guidance, Yu Siqi now knows very well that this is just a tactic that Father Ann does not want to continue on this slightly controversial topic.

But as his student, Yu Siqi naturally would not expose his intentions in public. Instead, he followed his thoughts and followed.

The two chatted and began to focus on Wan Jiatang.

According to Father Ann's own words, he was still a little concerned about her 180-degree change in attitude. On more than one occasion, he had inquired about similar information from others, only to find that almost all of them, like himself, had 'no idea' about the matter.

Now, the only two people he couldn't ask were probably Yu Siqi and Wan Jiatang.

The former is not a chance, the latter is impossible.

For the priest's question, of course, Yu Siqi could not tell him the truth of the matter directly as in the past. After all, he promised her to keep it a secret.

He is still very interested in being honest.

However, as an existence that often loses the psychological line of defense, Yu Siqi is a little worried that the other party may use techniques similar to 'mind reading' to pick out the things in his mind one by one.

It's a bit of a bummer for him.

Especially when he accidentally showed an unspeakable look, Father Ann took a few steps forward and looked at himself with a meaningful expression like a cat smelling a 'mouse'.

Just when Yu Siqi felt that he was about to be unable to persevere, Father An took the initiative to withdraw from this mode of inquiry, which was not much easier than torture.

He patted Yu Siqi's shoulder with his hand and said in a slightly apologetic tone, "I'm sorry for making you feel stressed." I thought it might be a very easy topic. If you don't want to say it, then I won't force it. And don't worry too much, I'm not yet degraded to the point of 'unbridled' use of mind reading. ”

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