Then, she ran out of Professor Zhu's office in a panic.

Quan An sat there, looking at her back as she fled, the expression on her face did not change, and after a while, he took off his gloves and reached out to take off his glasses, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a sarcastic smile.

It's really easy to say.

The one who is favored is really always able to have no fear.

Quan An picked up a pen and recorded his more suturing practice record in a notebook, and after writing, a pen was broken in two in his hand.

……

Anxia escaped from the office and ran all the way, running until she couldn't move.

She was panting against the wall, her heart was beating so fast and her cheeks were hot, what was wrong with her? Why does her face beat warmly......

Why did she run away.

She should have stayed, she should have told Kwon out loud that they couldn't get engaged, and that it was an anti-human-class offer......

However, if she was really engaged, she would be able to return home in another way.

Not bad, isn't it?

No, no, that's an engagement, living with a two-faced beast for the rest of her life, then she will be bullied to death, and she doesn't want to die young......

“……”

Anxia turned her head and slammed her head against the wall twice, her face full of confusion.

But Quan An seems to be different from before, he can say the righteous and awe-inspiring words of being responsible for the patient, she used to think that whichever hospital he entered, the mortality rate of which hospital would increase rapidly......

Could it be that she has always been biased?

Or do you want to observe and observe?

Observe a ghost, she will go home and announce it in three days, what can she observe in three days? She has watched it for more than ten years, but she has not seen through the power of the shore......

I don't want to.

Bother.

The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth.

That being said, but from the moment Anxia kissed her deeply, the demonic face in her head could no longer linger.

And her friend Xue Mao didn't plan to let her go, and read poems in her ear in the afternoon-

"And there is a kind of flower, beyond the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, born on the other side of the weak water, dazzling crimson, ah...... That's the other side flower. Xue Mao held the book and shook his head and read it.

An Xia seriously doubted that Xue Mao was another strange soldier sent by heaven to rectify her.

I read to her what fetishes in the morning, and what I say to the other side in the afternoon.

Can't she hear the word Kishi now?

"Ah...... Flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side, ah...... Flowers bloom without leaves, leaves grow without flowers, miss each other but can't see each other, ah...... Alone on the other side of the road. Xue Mao read sorrow and complained.

"Can you not?" Anxia's head is big.

Xue Mao looked at her with a sad face, incarnated as Lin Daiyu, "I think that Yisheng and I are like flowers on the other side, we don't see each other, hey, I can't connect to a phone call, I can only text messages and emails...... It's so retro, I really miss him, miss him, miss him......"

“……”

Anxia slammed her head on her desk.

"Alas, Anxia, what are you doing?"

"Seek death."

"You look slowly, and I continue to read my poems. Yes...... Flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side......"

“……”

An Xia wanted to strangle Xue Mao to death, but his head kept spinning two words repeatedly: the right bank, the other side.

The other side, the other side.

By the end of school, Anxia didn't know what she had been studying that day, and she thought that it would be difficult for her to graduate from college.

Packing up the books, An Xia was about to put the book in the backpack, but the book was snatched away by Xue Mao, Xue Mao carried the book and laughed, "Look, you still think the poems I read are ugly and exaggerated, and you still write quietly, I can't see that An Xia is sullen." ”