Chapter Seventy-Two: The Strange Girl

"Wormheart, are you alright?" Nakajima Okusa knocked on the door in a hurry and entered Wang Worm's dormitory, hugged her, and said.

"What's wrong?" Wang Worm looked at Nakajima Tail Grass in confusion.

"Come, let me see if you're crying, these people, it's too much." Nakajima Tail Grass held Wang Wormheart's head with both hands and carefully examined Wang Wormheart's eyes.

"There are no tears." Wang Worm pushed away the tail grass of Nakajima and said embarrassedly.

"You don't know, no, I can't let you know." Nakajima covered his mouth.

"What's the matter, so mysterious." Wang Worm's heart is starting to panic a little, what happened?

"You know what?" Wang Worm asked Wu Lin, who was the only one in the bedroom.

Wu Lin shook his head, nothing had happened recently.

"Then it'll be fine." Nakajima said.

"Don't say half choked and half choked, if you have anything to say, anyway, things will always be resolved, what does it matter if you know sooner or later."

"Are you sure you want to listen?" Nakajima asked cautiously.

"Say."

"It's rumored outside that you and President He Wenchang are in love." Nakajima Tail Grass carefully observed Wang Worm's face.

Wang Worm's heart flushed, and he was a little shy: "What's wrong?"

"Are you really stupid or your brain is in water, as soon as they pass it on like this, you will have no chance to get the moon before the water, and President He Wenchang will become boring to you even if he is interesting to you."

"Huh?" Wang Worm was stunned. Wu Lin also looked at Nakajima Tail Grass dumbfounded.

"Although I don't expect you to be with He Wen, in my eyes, he is a scumbag, but you are really not sad to be passed on like this by others? You're really not angry? Nakajima asked again.

"I kind of understand, you're here to gossip." Wang Worm Xin tapped the forehead of Nakajima Tail Grass with his index finger and said.

"Hahaha, worm heart, or do you understand me, so, seriously, how do you feel?" Nakajima asked tentatively.

"Got first-hand information?"

"I believe what you say."

"I'm with He Wen, it's true." Wang Worm smiled brightly, revealing some sweet soft dimples.

"Huh?" Although Nakajima Tail Grass had been prepared for a long time, it was still a little unbelievable when I heard it from Wang Worm's heart.

"When?"

"Just today." Wu Lin said with a smile on the side.

"I said why didn't you tell me when you were in love, it turned out to be today. How did the news spread so quickly? It feels like the whole school knows about it. "Nakajima tail grass caress the forehead.

"I heard that Dean He Wen confessed in front of the seniors of the presidium in the presidium office, he was so handsome, if only I had been there at the time."

"Really?"

Wang Qixin felt that she couldn't see anyone anymore, the roots of her ears began to get hot, and she felt that her neck was red.

"Yes, Wang Wormheart." As soon as Nakajima saw Wang Wormheart's reaction, he immediately understood something, and punched Wang Wormheart's shoulder. Bright nails easily attract attention.

"Going to a manicure again?"

"That's not the point, the point is to bring in the matter between you and He Wenchang."

"I just told Xiao Lin."

"Then say it again."

"Yes, heroine." Wang Worm compromised.

"Huh?" Nakajima's shiny nails shine.

Wang Worm was afraid that Nakajima Tail Grass would tickle her, so she quickly changed her words: "Goddess."

"That's pretty much it."

When Wang Worm was telling the story with He Wen with Nakajima Ozusa, a girl with heavy makeup appeared in the supermarket in the back street, and the girl walked to the cash register with a bunch of beer.

"So much wine, you drink it alone?" The owner of the small supermarket frowned.

"Friends get together, buy together." The girl said indifferently, as you can read from her expression, it seems that she doesn't want to answer, just to deal with unnecessary trouble.

"Restaurants where we meet usually have bars." The supermarket owner was afraid that something would happen, so he said again.

"It's just that it's just gone, so I want to buy it, don't talk nonsense, whether you sell it or not, if you don't sell it, I'll go somewhere else, don't waste time." Girls come impatient.

"Ten beers in total, thirty-five pieces, take it." The supermarket owner picked up the wine and wrapped it in a plastic bag.

The girl gave the money, lifted the wine, and left.

The supermarket owner took a strange look, and then didn't care, probably thinking too much.

The girl carried the wine to a small shop to eat noodles, asked for a bowl of soup noodles, and sat in a hidden position.

After the rice noodles were served, she didn't eat a bite and kept pouring herself wine.

The business of the noodle shop is good, and no one has paid attention to the girl in the corner, and when the meal is over, the owner of the noodle shop finds out, the person is already drunk on the table, and the ten wine bottles next to it are empty.

"What should I do? Or let's call 110. The part-time student on the side said to the boss in a panic.

"It's not that far, look for her phone and call her friend." The owner of the powder shop said.

"It's inconvenient for me, you're a girl, you come."

Under the encouraging gaze of the owner of the powder shop, the part-time student groped in the pocket of the girl who was drunk on the table with heavy makeup and couldn't see her appearance clearly, and soon found her mobile phone.

"Old man?" The owner of the powder shop looked at the small mobile phone and said strangely. Are there still elderly machines for students?

The part-time student became a little scared: "It's weird, maybe she's a bad person."

"I've read too many novels, and the bad guys won't let themselves get drunk in other people's stores, it's brainless, give me my phone." The owner of the noodle shop has traveled more at night than a part-time student has eaten, and naturally understands that although this student is dressed like a bastard in society, he is not the kind of dangerous person.

"Exactly, don't decipher the password." The owner of the powder shop took the mobile phone and turned it on.

There was only one person in the address book in the mobile phone, and the owner of the powder shop knew that this was a person with his own secrets, so he didn't think much about it and dialed it directly.

"No one answered." The part-time student said with some fear on the side.

"Rest easy." The owner of the powder shop hung up the phone and dialed again.

"Doot-doo-"

"You go first, I'll take care of it." The owner of the flour shop said to the part-time students. It's the first time I encounter this kind of thing, and I'm still a student, so I'm inevitably afraid.

"Can you do it alone?"

"Let's go."

"Okay."

The owner of the powder shop opened the SMS record again, and there was only one SMS record in it, and only one SMS was sent in it, which was a number without remarks.

It seems that the owner of this phone does not use it much, and he does not believe that there are still people who can not communicate with others at all.

"Hmm." The girl lying on the table made a muffled noise.

The owner of the powder shop turned his back to the girl, and was shocked, and turned to look at the drunk girl on the table.