This was the first antecedent, and when Mucha thought that this matter was over, God made the biggest joke with her.

It was another week later, and Mucha Xia woke up in class to find that her phone had automatically turned off again. When she turned on her mobile phone and boarded the little penguin, she found that it was not her own number, and inexplicably switched to Wanqing's number.

“…… This is really a paranormal event. Mucha Xia was stunned halfway through her complaints, because she saw a familiar number appear in Wanqing's list - Annan, and there was a cluster of flames behind it, not the smallest kind.

The ghost sent the gods, and Mu Xiaxia's hand that wanted to switch back stopped and clicked in.

She has never seen Annan who talks so much, and she has never seen Annan who is so enthusiastic.

In a trance, Mucha Xia remembered what Annan had said to him. "It's not that I don't accept you, I can't accept myself." "I'm not a good person, and I don't want to hurt you."

So you can accept the evening sunshine? So you came over to hurt Wanqing? It's all fucking fart.

It's very aggrieved, it's just very aggrieved.

Mu Xia Xia cried on the table for a long time for the rest of the class, and after almost calming down her mood, she switched back to her account neatly, and then sent a message to Wanqing: "I have something to tell you, you can come to me at night." ”

"What's wrong, Xia Xia?" Wanqing was completely unaware when she came to find Mu Xiaxia, and she smiled so kindly.

"In the afternoon, after my phone was restarted, I boarded your little penguin, and I saw the chat history between Annan and you." Mu Xia Xia really admired that she could talk about it so indifferently.

"Ah......" A trace of panic flashed on Wanqing's face, "I was also quite surprised when he added me, but I was afraid that you would think too much, so I didn't tell you." ”

Mu Xia Xia admired her guilty and a little flustered expression and chuckled: "It's okay, if you really like it, let's be together, it's good." ”

"Don't make a fuss, I don't like his type." Wanqing smiled, "When you come back, you have to see all the chat history, and I can show you it too." ”

"Okay, I won't tease you," Mulsa Xia glanced at the time and smiled, "It's not too early, then you can go back and rest early." ”

"Okay, don't think about it."

Mucha smiled in response, but Wanqing turned around, and her smile grew cold little by little.