"We suspect that someone inside Anming University is conducting illegal pyramid schemes, selling hallucinogenic drugs to defraud students of their money, and even endanger their lives."

The middle-aged man in a police cap folded his hands, his eyes were calm and serious, he put some copies of the documents on the table, and motioned Mia to look through them to understand the situation.

"On April 4, a sophomore student at Anming University lost control of his emotions and unfortunately fell from the corridor on the fourth floor. Sequelae, hallucinations, emotional disturbance."

"On August 8th, a freshman student at Anming University reported that a suspected pyramid scheme appeared on campus to brainwash his roommates, who were later identified as unrealistic fantasies arising from playing too many computer games. The school No traces of pyramid schemes were found inside."

……

"The things stated above can't explain anything, but..." The middle-aged man knocked on the table with a solemn expression, "Currently, we are cracking down on pyramid schemes and illegal drug sales, so we brought this matter to the fore."

"Too many coincidences piled up together make it difficult for people to call it a coincidence. Why do other universities rarely have such weird things happen?" The middle-aged man took a sip of tea and moistened his throat. It's just a very simple observation job, as long as you don't inadvertently reveal that you have graduated for a year, oh... it is not an exaggeration to say that you are a freshman with your body shape."

Mia could hear a sense of helplessness from the middle-aged man's words, and a hint of embarrassment suddenly appeared in her heart, but it disappeared naturally.

Like a freshman?

She just has a small bone density, and her overall figure looks slender and thin, but now that summer has just entered, is it possible that she has to wear long sleeves all the time to cover up the smooth lines and muscles that are not stretched at all?

By the way——Mia was attracted by the sudden surge of doubts. She didn't exercise often, and she didn't even go to the gym many times. Then why did she have such a powerful beauty, smooth and tight? , not a body dragged down by a trace of fat?

Her boss glanced at her, but his eyes didn't focus on her face. Instead, he looked at her whole body thoughtfully, and then said, "Your high school status is tentatively defined as a sharp body. Otherwise, I can't explain why you have such tight muscles on your body." He paused, and said in a very low voice, which tended to talk to himself, "I don't know how your muscles grow on your body. , if you want to say it, it’s more like a tumor growing in your brain, right?”

Mia has a preliminary understanding of the character of this middle-aged boss, who can still see the handsome outline of his youth. He should be the kind of person who is very avant-garde and good at teasing.

Much cuter than Art.

Mia secretly thought, but felt extremely puzzled the next moment.

It's as if Art has never appeared in her memory. Similarly, she can't remember the voice and smile of the person she likes, and there are obvious gaps in her memory.

Mia raised her head suddenly, which startled her boss, Mr. Chen, and almost failed to maintain the majestic temperament she had cultivated for many years.

"Have I...had any accidents before?"

Mr. Chen shook his head in astonishment, squinted his eyes, and then touched his chin and the bridge of his nose, with an old-fashioned look: "I don't know, what's the point of those of us who are dying to pay attention to the gossip of your younger generation? You can ask your close colleagues—by the way, you can definitely ask your boyfriend, he brings you meals to the bureau every day, and he must have a very good relationship with you."

"He's my boyfriend?" An overly blurred silhouette appeared in Mia's mind.

She felt that her colleagues had misunderstood.

Since she likes women, how is it possible for her to associate with men? She is sure at this moment that she will definitely not be heterosexual, bisexual...it is also unlikely.Moreover, she didn't have the feeling she should have for her "boyfriend" at all. When she thought of him, she wasn't enthusiastic at all, and there was no throbbing feeling in her heart, as if her flesh and blood were melted instantly when she encountered hot magma. Too bland.

"This is a private matter between you, and outsiders can't easily intervene." Mr. Chen looked a little distressed, and his brows were frowned. He obviously thought that Mia had a conflict with her boyfriend, "Except Boyfriend, who can treat you with such meticulous care?"

He was persuading Mia from the perspective of someone who has experienced it. Although Mr. Chen misunderstood, Mia got what she needed to know.

She stood up, "Is there anything else to say?" Mia said. "And, that won't be my boyfriend."

"Oh, there is one more thing. Let's pack up the things you need to prepare for admission. There is nothing else to do." Mr. Chen paused for a while, but he still didn't give up being a relationship mediator. He was also a hot-tempered young man when he was young. The incident gave him a feeling of rejuvenation, oh, the older you get, the more gossip you get.

"Your boyfriend is a pretty nice person." After thinking about it, he could only choke out one sentence.

"Maybe." Mia was noncommittal, "But I like a woman."

Mr. Chen only imprinted Mia's leaving figure in his eyes.

Mr. Chen, who is still enthusiastic about gossip, is dumbfounded and making up stories in his heart?

Did he get it wrong?That's a female who looks like a man, the Adam's apple is due to development or the angle he looks at?

After opening the door with a key, Mia's impression of the house she owns is full.

Most of the rooms are decorated with cool colors. Mia doesn’t like orange, and red is a very lively and lovely color to other people. She seems to be used to being alone. She has a kind of saying that she stays in an empty room. A sense of security that does not come out.

There were obviously people in the house, and the battle was still very intense, with constant bang bang bang bang sounds, as if some kind of large-scale demolition was going on.Mia frowned. She was quite displeased that there were traces of the existence of a second person in the family besides her. For no reason, it seemed that there was a desire to monopolize her own domain in her nature. Of course, she didn't mind at all. share with others.

The premise is that the person she shares with must be the one she likes.

The source of the sound was in the kitchen. When Mia entered, she saw the scorched tiles and heard the sound of silvery white pots, white bowls, and spoons colliding. A brown head turned around with something like oil on its face. Only press the neck, one lifts the lid

Seeing that the bubbling soup inside looks good, the color and smell are good, Mia twitched the corner of her eyes, if it's not a kitchen killer, why did it make the kitchen such a mess?

The man with the matted hair was tall and straight, and his face was pretty handsome, but Mia was obviously not the one who judged the face.

She raised her eyebrows; "You are my boyfriend?"

This sounds strange, but it is not a problem.

"No, of course not." Ulysses answered decisively, shaking his head like a drum, and touched the bridge of his high nose unnaturally.

He looked like he was of mixed race, his facial lines were tough and clear, but he wore a beige apron around his waist, which ruined his image.

"Then what's your name?"

Ulysses said in embarrassment; "You Yusi."

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Transferred to the first row, the code word is so difficult qaq

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