Gu Yange, who returned home, closed the door, leaned his back against the door, and slowly slid down until he sat on the ground.

He had a headache, his bony fingers pinched the center of his eyebrows, and the corners of his crimson lips were white.

He remembered everything this afternoon.

Hold her in the supermarket, pull her home, and don't let her go......

How much have I done!

The young man's slender legs were curled, and the corners of his mouth were hooked into a lazy smile, which was full of self-deprecation.

Drunk.

I didn't control it......

Do you miss her so much?

The young man's head slowly drooped, pillowed on his knees, his soft broken hair was a little messy, and his beautiful eyes were fixed, in a quiet daze, like an abandoned child.

Did it scare her......

Nanyu on the other side.

Back in the dormitory, the girl was about to climb into her own bed and was pulled down.

Looking at the bright and tall girl with her arms in front of her, with big wavy hair, the girl's cheeks gradually bulged.

"Alley, what are you doing?"

Cheng Li sneered, "Yo, our Miss Nanda has also learned not to return at night!" ”

The girl retorted, "Where, it's not dark yet!" ”

Cheng Li: "That's not the point! Why did the dead girl go in the afternoon? ”

Yu Jinshu next to him didn't think it was a big deal, and added coldly on the side, "The date went." ”

Nanyu: "......"

Come on, she can't tell.

Cheng Li grabbed Nanyu's ear with a paw, "Okay, I didn't come to train all afternoon, we all disappeared from you, and you went in style!" ”

The little girl covered her ears over there and howled, "Cheng Li, let go!" ”

"Let's just talk well, we can't rise to personal attacks!"

Nanyu has a lot of crooked reasoning, and the dead can be said to be alive.

The girl was so talkative that she barely managed to fool them over.

"Did the instructor take a roll call that afternoon?" Nanyu asked secretly.

"Nope!" Cheng Li glanced at her, "Count yourself lucky." ”

Nanyu secretly put up two fingers and made a gesture of "yes!" posture.

……

After taking a shower, Nanyu took a towel and gently wiped her hair.

She is not used to using a hair dryer and her hair is always air-dried.

Today she can be regarded as stealing half a day of leisure, skipping an afternoon of training, and now she is not very tired.

Nanyu sat at the desk, wearing her own cat-eared pajamas, her white and tender cheeks bulging, and her whole person looked like a snow-white cat.

The girl took out her computer and opened the document.

She's writing a screenplay.

Nanyu has liked to write articles since she was a child, her writing style is good, and the articles she writes are very beautiful.

Her dream is to be a screenwriter, she likes to write all kinds of stories, and she likes her characters to be full of love and hatred, and her life is full of ups and downs.

When choosing a major, Nanyu originally wanted to choose a choreographer.

But Nan's mother strongly objected, she did not allow her daughter to be a screenwriter, a profession that is tied to the entertainment industry.

That circle, it's too messy.

The darkness in there is something that ordinary people can't imagine.

Later, Nanyu compromised, she listened to her mother's advice and chose the current popular major, finance. After graduating, it was natural for me to join my mother's company and take over my mother's business.

However, without Nan's mother knowing, Nanyu is still secretly writing the script.

That was her dream, it was the dream of being unruly and reckless when her green shirt was thin.

How is it possible to give up so easily? No matter how difficult the road is, she will continue to walk.

She knew that her mother was for her own good, and she didn't want her to be contaminated with the rights and wrongs of that circle.

But, Nanyu at this time.

Young and frivolous, the girl's eyebrows are still overflowing with wanton pride.

How could she give up?