Jiang Liying originally thought that Jiajia had put it away, but when she looked for a few drawers, she found that there was not even a photo of her childhood.

Of course, I couldn't find it, and since being seen by Bai Yan, Luo Jia and 951 destroyed all the photos related to their childhood overnight.

Luo Jia couldn't have imagined that Bai Yan still remembered something he saw at random one night three years ago.

Bai Yan really didn't remember it deeply, and the impression at that time was that he just felt that Song Enlin had changed his head.

I'm all in front of him, and he doesn't care what he looked like when he was a child.

Now I came to find the original in order to prevent memory errors.

When I was in high school, I used to have a photo on my desk, but now I can't find a single one.

was disposed of by Song Enlin himself, so why did he do it?

Maybe Song Enlin just doesn't want people to see it, or maybe it's some other special reason.

The incident itself is an unsolved mystery.

But it also added more and more doubts to Luo Jia's identity.

Bai Yan tried to remember the person in the photo more clearly.

However, even Song Enlin can only be clear by recalling it over and over again, and some kind of rule has been hindering him.

The hippocampus, which records the relevant memories, still needs a little time to fully outline.

His phone kept flashing and he took a few calls.

At this time, Bai Yan was a little annoyed, he seemed to have filled too many chores into his life, causing his leisure time to become a luxury.

Bai Yan also knew that it would take time to recall the photo characters in detail, so he took the pillow bag and said goodbye to Jiang Liying.

Jiang Liying also wanted to mention the restoration of Song Enlin's identity, seeing that Bai Yan had long since disappeared: "This kid, why are you going so fast!" ”

Look back at the school.

"What are you talking about in the mourning hall?"

"What should I say about this, why don't you see for yourself?"

Arjun only felt that something was wrong.

Almost all the students in the city's high school knew about Bai Yan's smashing of the mourning hall, and they couldn't hide it at all.

It's that she is so close to them, she can't tell whether Bai Yan likes or hates Song Enlin.

Maybe it's some kind of hatred that arises from emotions to the extreme, as a relative, what kind of mood Luo Jia will feel when she sees those things.

But if she doesn't give it, Luo Jia will also ask others for it.

Ai Qiong's expression was very solemn: "You promise me that if you are angry, you will try to avoid Bai Yan as much as possible, don't anger him!" ”

Arjun will never forget that day, like a rainstorm of the night, as if the end had come.

Bai Yan said lightly "smashed" tone, and Ai Jian still felt the fear from the depths of her soul, the feeling of being destroyed.

It's also a matter of madness from beginning to end.

Even if Luo Jia returned, his family would not tell him about what happened back then.

Ai Qiong's serious eyes made Luo Jia more and more puzzled.

Angry? Let's not mention that Luo Jia's mood is very stable, and he will not get angry easily.

Even if there was really a big deal, it was impossible for him to deliberately provoke Bai Yan, and he would underestimate him too much.

No matter what Bai Yan did, he couldn't be angry!

The two seniors in the dormitory were absent from class today, and Luo Jia continued to study the content of the first half of her freshman year.

Luo Jia was a little sleepy after studying, so she climbed into bed and took a nap. He was awakened by the smell of food, and Loga sat up from the bed.

Zhou Yundian didn't look back, he was playing a game with the camera on: "I packed Orleans chicken thigh rice for your canteen, remember to get up and eat." ”

The crackling sound of the keyboard was rhythmic, and the not-so-noisy dormitory was like a lullaby, and Loga wondered why he slept so soundly.

Zhou Yundian pinned the headset, and the fans in the live broadcast room scrambled to ask.

[Cloud Palace, who are you talking to? 】

[Wow, Cloud Palace, you can kill three times while talking, beast! ] 】

[Which little goblin can actually let Yundian bring a boxed lunch, I want it too!] 】

Zhou Yundian's game ID is called Yunding, and it was given a very middle two homonym, Cloud Palace.

Zhou Yundian was born to engage in art, even if he plays games, he is also looking for the kind of character whose skills are particularly good-looking, and under his operation, it is like dancing.

Luo Jia saw that there was not only a meal on the table, but also cherry tomatoes, an after-dinner snack.

This is Zhou Yundian, regardless of the importance that night, after borrowing a seat with him, he took the initiative to admit his mistake and offered to help Luo Jia bring a week's meal.

Luo Jia still didn't wake up a little, and when she went to wash cherry tomatoes, she heard that Zhou Yundian also wanted to eat them.

He directly handed over the fruit bowl, Zhou Yundian fished a few, and then turned around to see Luo Jia's hand frantically confessing in the barrage.

His camera range usually only shines on himself, but Luo Jia came over just now and could see the hand entering.

[What a delicate hand, if this weren't for a beauty, I would eat poop upside down! ] 】

[Hand control is satisfied, my mother asked me why I want to lick the screen! ] 】

[If that hand can feed me once, ahhh 】

Zhou Yundian didn't pay attention to it, his own hands were rough because he had done too much rough work.

He looked back, and Luo Jia was still eating the fruit slowly, and the hand was indeed white and tender, and the orange-red cherry tomatoes seemed whiter and more attractive.

Luo Jia found his gaze: "What are you doing?" ”

Zhou Yundian looked like a thief and was caught, and immediately turned around: "It's nothing." ”

Luo Jia couldn't see the slap prints on Zhou Yundian's face, he should have covered it with cosmetics, I heard that Zhou Yundian's tuition fees were all earned by himself, and he didn't seem to be doing much well when he returned to Zhou's house.

After Luo Jia finished eating, she opened Feixin, and Ai Qiong's account password had already been sent.

Humans are all curious about hidden corners, and Luo Jia is no exception, he immediately came to the spirit.

Luo Jia logged in to the long-lost Yueming forum, and the familiar interface popped up, and he typed in a few keywords, and the relevant information collapsed at once.

Luo Jia saw it quickly, and everything else was easy to say, and when she saw a message, Luo Jia almost thought it was a mistake.

The ninth in the original book has a luxurious cemetery, and was recalled by Bai Yan as a friend, to me here-

Smash the mourning hall!

Bai Yan smashed my mourning hall!!

Three exclamation points.

Each of these three represents Loga's incredulous mood.

Luo Jia stood up and almost bumped into Wan Brown, who had just returned.

Why did the little fairy in their bedroom have such a terrible expression, sharpening his knife and looking like a pig and a sheep.

Wan Brown asked carefully: "Luo Jia, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zhou Yundian also looked at him strangely, and Luo Jia smiled casually: "I'm fine, I'm just comfortable." ”()

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Logana's sight burned with small flames.

It's like warning them, don't ask, whoever asks will bite him.

Wan Brown felt that her little heart was a little frightened.

He whispered into Zhou Yundian's ear: "What happened?" ”

Zhou Yundian was also confused.

Luo Jia took a deep breath, how could he be angry about trivial matters.

Song Enlin is Song Enlin, what does it have to do with me Luo Jia.

Continue to watch, Song Enlin has no cemetery, and Luo Jia's idea of sweeping his grave is shattered.

The most incomprehensible thing is that Bai Yan erased all his original existence, as if the world did not have him.

Luo Jia was so angry that his eyes were full of stars, he flipped out the flying letter, and he couldn't wait to send a few thousand words of small composition to greet Bai Yan.

What kind of grudge do I have against you, and you want to do this to me? If you don't say that you're ugly, believe it or not, I'll bother you all night!

Luo Jia also thought that this was a high school, and when he searched the address book, how could there be a Bai Yan.

He suddenly wilted, yes, this new number is not a big guy, and he deleted him in seconds after adding it.

He didn't have Bai Yan's contact information at all, and the big guy disdained to ignore him.

Luo Jia was sulking, and the more she thought about it, the more depressed she became, so she simply went into the bathroom with her bathroom supplies.

He turned on the shower and looked up to let the water wash over his face.

With a stream of water on his face, he dipped himself in warm water and returned his mind to the night of their last meeting.

He was very sure that on the day of the drop-off, Bai Yan's attitude was nothing abnormal, and he said goodbye normally when they separated, or did he not see that Bai Yan actually hated him?

disgusted, smashing the mourning hall to vent his anger.

Ahh

I don't know how long it took, but Luo Jia turned off the water.

The cool air swept towards him with a mist, and he calmed down the mess a little.

After taking a shower, Luo Jia quickly climbed to the top bunk.

Zhou Yundian originally wanted to see his condition, but saw him rushing up like a black shadow.

Zhou Yundian: So fast.

The faint smell of lavender wafted out from the pillow, and Luo Jia, who had always slept secondly, rarely suffered insomnia.

Perhaps, Bai Yan has a reason for doing this.

But no matter what the reason, smashing the mourning hall and putting it anywhere is quite explosive!

Luo Jia felt that her head was also bursting, and the thought of it made her angry rise.

I still think that Bai Yan will give some hints whenever he is sad.

Give it to a ghost, and I won't kill it!

Luo Jia was so angry that she rolled herself up with the quilt and completely smothered her head in it.

I was about to lose my breath, so I gasped outside.

He couldn't sleep, so he spread out the quilt and looked at the ceiling where only a faint light floated.

At this time, Wan Brown was already washing, and Zhou Yundian was still broadcasting, just using a curtain to block the light and try not to disturb his roommates.

Luo Jia gently got out of bed and went out on the balcony.

Zhou Yundian lifted the curtain and looked at the back of his sullen head.

Luo Jia was bored blowing a cool breeze on the balcony, bracing

() Jaw in a daze.

Luo Jia looked at the green belt below the dormitory,

The gaze is fixed.

He saw downstairs,

A group of boys passed by, and among them there was a very dazzling person.

Far away, you can only see the man in a white shirt, and his superior long legs stride forward, with a casual and lazy atmosphere.

Luo Jia's breathing paused, and then, without knowing what his brain was pumping, he turned and ran out the door, trying to catch up with the figure that was fading away.

Zhou Yundian was a little absent-minded playing the game, and felt the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and opened the curtain.

"Where are you going so late?"

"The moonlight is just right, go for a walk!"

Zhou Yundian looked at the dark sky outside, you went for a walk at night?

It doesn't seem to be nothing, it's that some people like to exercise at night.

Zhou Yundian: "-Do you want me" to accompany you?

Before he finished speaking, he heard the door closing.

Luo Jia ran downstairs in a hurry, but when he arrived, the group of boys he had just seen was long gone.

Luo Jia looked for a possible route they could take, and walked a few laps without seeing anyone. I only saw couples in twos and threes, or girls walking in groups on the avenue of the school.

Luo Jia walked back a little lonely, and stopped when he came to the Magpie Bridge.

Magpie Bridge is the name of this white marble arch bridge, which is named after the lanterns that are placed here during the Qixi Festival.

The paper arch bridge on the admission letter that Luo Jia got is here, and it is a landmark building of Nanqing University.

Luo Jia gasped slightly, he was a little tired and squatted down.

He couldn't even understand why he went downstairs without thinking.

What to ask.

What is there to ask.

It's been three years, and everyone has a new life.

Maybe Bai Yan had forgotten about it a long time ago, and he was the only one who was angry.

Luo Jia was silent for a while, thinking that Song Enlin's existence had been erased, his eyes were a little red, and the water came up.

He covered his head and banged, trying to sober himself up.

It's a five-story dormitory, and you can't go downstairs in vain.

Later, I will go to buy some barbecue for supper, and if I am in a bad mood, I will be treated with barbecue.

Luo Jia hugged her legs and was adjusting her mood.

A pair of black sneakers suddenly appeared in my sight.

Luo Jia looked up at the person who came, opened his mouth, and only felt that the man under the street lamp was a little dazzlingly handsome.

Didn't he leave a long time ago, how could he appear, Luo Jia was a little indescribable for a while, and he felt like he was feeling when he saw Bai Yan at this moment.

Bai Yan was about to leave the school gate just now, but he felt something turn back.

Seeing Luo Jia on the road in the distance, I don't know why I panicked.

When he came back to his senses, he had already walked back to the Queqiao.

Bai Yan frowned, looking at the aggrieved ball huddled on the ground.

"What are you doing here?"!