Memories are ongoing, inconsequential flashes pass by, and only the ripples of those emotions can leave color in the black and white world.

For some time after traveling around the world, Adam suddenly stopped coming. He vanished, not seen, not a greeting, not a word of voice. The girl Muqiong returned to the plain school life and started the simple days of two o'clock and one line every day. No one came to bother her, no one came to waste her time, everything looked fine.

It's just that she still keeps the bouquet of flowers.

One day, the vicious roommate suddenly laughed maniacally, with a blackened expression on his face: "I said why didn't he come anymore, and sure enough, sure enough! You dull idiot, still here is self-absorbed? You pathetic monkey, you have been dumped, you! He doesn't want you anymore!!"

At this moment, the girl Mu Qiong's hand suddenly shook slightly, and the roommate in the memory world suddenly had a little color. The black-and-white figure finally has a color, but instead of a bright hue, it's a faint crimson.

At this moment, the girl learns to be "angry".

However, the girl Mu Qiong did not refute, and did not even waste a second to glare at her. She just packed up her books and walked back to campus. She came to the creek where she usually stayed, but for the first time, she did not start studying and reading immediately. She sat there quietly, looking at the gurgling water, and spent a full ten minutes thinking motionlessly.

It was enough time for her to solve a difficult problem that would have stumped all Cambridge geniuses, but at this moment, after a very long and thorough thought and deliberation that was very long and thorough for her, she suddenly did something she would never normally do—she picked up a small stone and suddenly carved words on a small tree. Su Muhua, who was like a spirit behind him, couldn't help but burst into tears at the moment, because that was what the two sisters liked to do the most when they were children.

One stroke at a time, the girl Mu Qiong carved Chinese.

[Contradiction]

After looking at it for a moment, the girl Muqiong carved another word.

【Trade-offs】

The stone in her hand froze on the last stroke of the word "She", and the girl Mu Qiong suddenly sighed. She seemed to finally understand, but she didn't seem to understand anything. But no matter what she thought, a living emotion suddenly emerged on the thin figure.

At this moment, the girl learns to be "lost".

Think about it rationally, that's good. No one is wasting her time anymore, she can start over her studies that have been slowed down for a long time, and she can catch up with the progress that has been left behind by meaningless play. Properly, there is nothing wrong with it at all.

But what is the result of unmanaged judgment, the girl Muqiong can no longer be too forgetful, and she can no longer be completely clear and insensitive. Reflected in her life, she suddenly added an emotion called "impatience" to her learning progress. Her forward momentum suddenly became more aggressive and sharp, even if it was triggered, it was enough to bring huge pressure to the people around her who got along day and night.

Whoever gets along with her day and night? Naturally, it's her garbage roommate, and her mentor. Undoubtedly, it was the old man Kensington who was the most stressed.

"Okay, okay! I surrender, don't look at me like that, I admit I can't teach you anymore!" Orlando kept wiping his sweat with a towel, the student in front of him had been stressing him a lot lately.

Not only can't I teach, but I can't even lift my shoes! Lately, I always feel that this girl always looks at me with the same kind of caring eyes as the mentally retarded, so that I have to be careful when I even say a word. No, if it goes on like this, the hair will not be able to be retained at all, and the hairline will be completely defeated, no matter what, I can't let the last bit of majesty as a teacher be swept away!

Orlando's mind turned and he thought of a solution: "But after all, the teacher teaches a limited amount, and science will always be a business that speaks with facts, not just a showmanship." ”

The girl Mu Qiong didn't speak, just raised her eyebrows. There is a trace of impatience between the eyebrows, a trace of "start your performance" meaninglessness, and a trace of undetectable contempt. Seeing this expression, Lingmeng behind him instantly felt familiar with how he looked. Those distinct personalities are like imprints deep in the soul, even if they are covered up for a while, they will eventually make waves after a long time.

"I have a lab assistant here, come with me to do the experiment. Orlando tried to be as plain as possible, like a worldly master who intends to pretend to be invisible, and squeezes out a grandmaster style: "If nothing else, I should be able to win another Nobel Prize." ”

"No accident", "one more", "Nobel Prize", these words are strung together, and Orlando feels that he can say that he has pretended to be the biggest and loudest in the scientific world, and it is already the pinnacle of personal coercion.

Who would have thought that the girl Muqiong didn't eat this set at all, and she didn't think that Nobel was a big deal at all. She turned around suddenly, and there was a faint domineering appearance between her fluttering clothes.

"Two days to pack up and go. ”

Orlando kept rubbing his face, covered in internal injuries, and didn't know if he had succeeded or failed in pretending. Let's say it's a success, this baby apprentice didn't take it seriously at all. But if it fails, being able to arouse her interest is a success in itself.

After thinking about it, he became a little excited, because he suddenly found that if he took this girl to do the project, Lao Tzu, I would definitely be sure and proper to Nobel this time! When writing the paper, I still have to put on the majesty of a teacher and write my name in the position of the first author, hehehe......

That's right, clean up in two days!

Orlando came back to his senses from a thrilling moment when he suddenly sprang up and ran out like a rabbit. The girl said that two days is definitely two days, and I have a lot of gadgets, and two days may not be enough! As for that little girl, she has nothing to clean up. Based on what I know about her, I am afraid that she has only one personal belonging, and that is the vase of flowers.

In the evening of the same day.

The vase of flowers, the vase of flowers that had been well cared for, which had survived the winter without withering and blooming in the spring of the following year, was rudely lifted from its place by a pair of hands. The owner of the hands roared wildly, screaming like a crash.

"You freak!!" the roommate yelled like crazy, the expression on her face twisted in pain: "I curse you, I curse you forever!!I worked hard for four years, four years for that subject, for that experimental project!!!This is my only chance to touch Nobel up close, this is the only shortcut to fame in the scientific community, and you, you,,, you go to the office in Orlando and take away my opportunity!!"

The girl Mu Qiong stood helplessly at the door of the bedroom, she didn't understand why this passer-by was so good and decent, she suddenly went crazy, just like a phoenix flying through the sky and didn't understand why the crows in the treetops croaked at themselves because of a piece of carrion.

"It's this expression again, it's this damn expression again! What are you pretending to be superior! Do you think you're a god? Don't bother to understand our humble mortals? I'll try to see if you thoughtless stone can really be indifferent to everything!"

His hands were raised in the air, and the water in the bottle splashed in all directions. The girl Mu Qiong suddenly panicked and couldn't help but step forward. Unfortunately, although she has read so many books, none of them tell her how to protect her beloved flowers at this time.

"I'd like to see if you, an inhuman monster, can feel the pain of the destruction of something precious!!"

The arms are strained, and the lines of the muscles bulge hideously. With a frantic roar, the vase sped up and accelerated, and finally slammed into the ground.

Snap, the bottle shattered.

The emerald green leaves and bright red petals scattered to the ground, and then they were relentlessly made up for a few feet and trampled fiercely. The roommate's face showed vicious pleasure: "Come on, continue to maintain your high indifference!"

The girl Mu Qiong was stunned, she looked at the flowers on the floor in a daze, and the whole person seemed to have been spelled. It was as if a boulder had fallen from the sky, smashing the dead heart lake out of the wilderness. The girl Mu Qiong lost her mind, and thousands of thoughts turned in her heart in an instant, as if she had broken some solid mental barrier, and the girl suddenly understood something at this moment. These unspeakable things are so complex that they finally turn into a subconscious sentence that comes out of my mouth: "When you lose it, it will be more painful than losing the collection of books......"

I see, I understand, that feeling.

"Oh, that's not what the man said, it seems that even a freak like you would be attracted to such a good man. This roommate actually remembered what Adam said very clearly, just like a fan girl who chases stars remembers her idol's words and deeds. The corners of her mouth twitched, revealing a twisted smile: "But, a guy like you, die." He will be a king, and you, at best, will be a witch who bewitches the people. You'll only be tied to a wooden saw by him, and sawed from the bottom to the head!"

Hmph, the girl Muqiong didn't say a word, turned around and left.

She was weak, and she didn't tear it up after all.

The roommate laughed nervously and screamed at the girl's sharp scream: "Wail, pain, regret, you will never touch him, you only deserve to be burned to death————!!!"

Night.

There was a knock on the door. Orlando, who was busy sweating, didn't plan to pay attention to it, but the knock on the door was unrelenting and always at a constant speed, and this particular rhythm made him suddenly notice something. In a rage, Orlando snorted and ran to open the door. Outside the door, the twilight was dreary, and the stars in the sky shone brightly, illuminating a thin and thin figure.

"Sophia, why are you here?"

"Borrow books. ”

"What books are you going to borrow in the middle of the night?"

"The library is closed. The girl Muqiong's face had traces of loneliness: "I want to borrow, history books." A history book about witch hunting. ”