Putting the small bun in her hand into the tray, Chu Ci grunted and drank the remaining half of the soup, which was to raise her eyes and glance at the little bun in front of her that she threw aside in disgust.

Raising his fingertips and poking like this, the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Feeling the residual pepper tingling that can still be felt in his mouth, and then adhering to the principle that wasting food is not good, Chu Ci stuffed the small bun into his mouth and swallowed it.

A pair of eyes widened, looking a little choked, and finally swallowed.

As a foodie, Chu Ci glanced at the special flavors such as mustard that were still marked on the counter with some trepidation......

Chu Ci paused, and suddenly felt that the smile of the female clerk standing in front of the counter to collect the money was a little weird.

The corners of Chu Ci's lips twitched, and he silently turned his head around.

When he finally came out of the convenience store, Chu Ci still had a half-drunk bottle of juice in his hand.

It turns out that strange flavored buns can't be tried easily, and the loss is to buy pepper flavor, if you buy mustard flavor......

It feels like it's a fight with the weird soups and water that used to be drunk by one plane.

Chu Ci thought so, and stuck out his tongue again.

What the hell.

The time was almost up, and he was already full, but Chu Ci was not interested in the lights over there at all, and carried the bottle of drink in his hand.

The wind at night was a little cool, rustling the leaves, Chu Ci raised his hand and put on the black hat attached to his short-sleeved jacket, and walked towards the place where the original owner lived in the direction he remembered.

When the door opened and the light was turned on, Chu Ci looked at the room in front of him.

This is an apartment in a more luxurious area, with three bedrooms and two living rooms, and only the original owner lives alone.

And I just moved here not long ago, it was deserted, and it didn't seem to be much popular.

Chu Ci threw more than half of the drink in his hand to the side, looking at the schoolbag and the pile of books that were casually put aside by the owner not far away.

The pile of books was brought back from the school after the original owner transferred to another school, and none of them were opened, not even a name, because they had been piled up there for a month, and it looked like there were some traces of dust.

Chu Ci walked over and flipped through it casually, looking at the content of the book that she didn't know how many times she had learned, her eyes blinked, and she casually threw the book aside.

Even if she is good, there is a process, and now she is a scumbag and can't understand this mess.

Throwing the books aside with peace of mind, Chu Ci went to the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and found out the kind of gunfight type game that the original owner liked the most.

Blinking his eyes, he played with great interest.

Early the next morning, in the first class of the senior high school of J City Middle School, the morning reading time had passed, and Yue Ze sat in his place, looking up from the book in front of him.

The black eyes that were hidden behind the lenses of the glasses were faint, a little indifferent and distant, and then turned his head to look at an empty spot not far away.

The people who were sitting there have not yet come.

However, for this matter, the students in the key class of the first class of the third year of high school are already quite accustomed to it, after all, this person has been here for more than a month, and she has not seen her come to school a few times.

The family is still a power and relationship.