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Jing Tian looked at the phone with a tangled expression, and then at the tablet, caught in a dilemma.

He didn't have the guts to convey those words to Zheng Xunqian himself.

But if he wanted to prevaricate like this, he also lacked skills.

After pursing his lips and quickly flipping through the contents of the email, his heart lit up, and he edited the reply while holding back a smile.

——I remember how you answered me in the cafeteria that day!

Half of this sentence was false. After pressing send, Jing Tian's heart was pounding because of nervousness.

After a while, Zheng Xunqian finally replied.

--Oh.

Jing Tian was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud.

Zheng Xunqian seemed very unwilling to face it, this seemingly simple response revealed a bit of embarrassment.

A little pride welled up in his heart, and he was curious about the expression of this person now.

It's a pity that if you want to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, you can't hold back your words for a long time, and you are afraid that if you are not careful, you will be self-defeating and you will be turned into an army.

Facing Zheng Xunqian, he did not dare to be too presumptuous after all.

He didn't reply, Zheng Xunqian soon sent a new message.

--you have not answer my question yet.

Jing Tian became nervous again.

He stood up holding the phone, walked around the bedroom twice, and suddenly thought of something.

All kinds of signs told him that before he lost his memory, he didn't like Zheng Xunqian, and Zheng Xunqian didn't want to talk to him.

But they had a relationship.

As for the reason, Zheng Xunqian deliberately avoided it.

Jing Tian stopped, took a shallow breath, and typed nervously and seriously.

——What about the photo you just mentioned?

After pressing send, he reached out and touched his lower back, praying secretly in his heart, hoping that the photo would not look unsightly, preferably a partial close-up and not include other content.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Xunqian only replied with one text.

—I can't find it.

Jing Tian frowned suspiciously.

If it was taken the night before he lost his memory, it didn't take long at all, and Zheng Xunqian didn't change his phone during this period, so how could he not find it?

Unless, it wasn't their first time, the photo was taken a long time ago.

Jing Tian started thinking about it again.

Could it be that the two of them have always maintained a private physical relationship, and I am dissatisfied with it, wanting to have more intersections in life, and Zheng Xunqian refuses to recognize anyone when he is wearing pants?

He really wanted to ask a few more questions, but he was worried that chasing after others for photos of his naked butt would look too weird.

Zheng Xunqian had another interpretation of his silence.

—Maybe it was because I didn’t press the shutter button at that time.

It sounds a bit far-fetched, revealing a taste of sophistry.

Jing Tian frowned, thought for a while, and chose to ask.

——What kind of pattern might it be?

This time, Zheng Xunqian returned very quickly.

——Didn't you go back to the dormitory, go look in the mirror by yourself.

Jing Tian thought to himself, if you don't tell me, how can I be sure if you really saw him?

Just as he was hesitating whether he should ask more bluntly, the news of Zheng Xunqian came again.

——Symmetrical, a bit like hands and a bit like wings, about the size of a palm.

You have complained that this position is difficult to see clearly. I knew it should be tattooed on the front.

Jing Tian put down his phone and ran to the bathroom immediately, showing half of his ass with his back to the mirror.

From his waist down, above his buttocks, there is indeed a tattoo.

The tattoo area was not big, and he twisted his neck again, so he couldn't see the details clearly, but he could only confirm that the general shape was indeed as described by Zheng Xunqian.

Back at the desk, there was a new message on the phone.

—You still haven't answered my question.

This Zheng Xunqian is too persistent!

Jing Tian had no choice, racked his brains, and finally decided to avoid the serious and take the light.

—I complained to people in the email that you have been ignoring me.

A few minutes later, Zheng Xunqian returned, with that familiar word again.

--Oh.

But this time, he didn't have anything to add.

Yang Yue got stuck before the bedroom door closed.

When he entered the dormitory, Jing Tian had just finished taking a shower, and was standing in the bathroom, twisting his body and looking at his buttocks in the foggy mirror.

The body is almost twisted, but I still can't see clearly.

What did I think at the beginning, the little wings are not tattooed on the back, but on the buttocks.

"You bought a new tablet?" Yang Yue asked him outside through the door.

Jing Tian froze for a while, then replied: "Someone else lent me!"

Fortunately, Yang Yue didn't ask.

After Yang Yue also took a shower, Jing Tian was still sitting at the table with books, notebooks and tablets lined up.

"So serious," Yang Yue walked behind him, "I will definitely pass the final!"

Jing Tian raised his head and smiled at him.

Yang Yue also squinted her eyes and smiled at him, then turned around and climbed onto her own bed: "There is still plenty of time, so don't work too hard."

Jing Tian nodded: "Yes."

Among the three people who appeared in front of him on the day he lost his memory, he liked spending time with Yang Yue the most.

Yang Yue is outgoing, good-natured, and considerate. Being with him is relaxing and stress-free, and I am very happy.

Friendship can bring a sense of healing to the soul, and the casual care of friends makes Jing Tian extremely beneficial.

Just as he was about to devote himself to studying again, he suddenly thought of something, turned around to face Yang Yue's bed, and asked, "Do you know that I have tattoos on me?"

"I know," Yang Yue moved in his direction, showing half of his head, "Did you just find out?"

"Well," Jing Tian nodded ambiguously, "...the location is weird."

Yang Yue giggled: "You said at the beginning that this was for your boyfriend to see."

Jing Tian immediately widened his eyes when he heard this.

"My...boyfriend?"

Do you mean Chu Chentao?But Chu Chentao hadn't seen it, but another person.

"It's not referring to a specific person," Yang Yue explained, "it's a fictitious reference to someone in the future."

For some reason, Jing Tian breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and asked again: "Have you seen my tattoo?"

"No, you said that you only show it to your boyfriend, you have to hide it." Yang Yue looked helpless and funny, "I'm really convinced, I really don't know whether you are unrestrained or innocent."

Jing Tian touched his face, but didn't make a sound.

Yang Yue seemed to have thought of something suddenly, Le Diandian lay down on the edge of the bed, obviously holding back a smile when he spoke: "Actually, you want to use it to touch porcelain, and when the time comes to see some spirited guy, you can forcefully take it off for him to see." , and then tell him 'This is for my boyfriend, now you are responsible for me'."

He deliberately choked his throat and spoke in an artificial way.

Jing Tian blushed, and retorted in a low voice: "Impossible, don't talk nonsense..."

He originally wanted to ask Yang Yue to help him take a close-up photo so that he could see the pattern clearly.

Now, I can't speak.

Leaning back to the desk again, Jing Tian had difficulty concentrating, and soon thought of something unrelated to study.

"...You still said that you were my boyfriend that day."

He turned his back to Yang Yue and muttered in a low voice.

"That's right!" Yang Yue laughed loudly, "Hurry up, take off your pants and let me admire them!"

Jing Tian covered his butt and laughed, "Why did you say that that day?"

Yang Yue was still lying on the edge of the bed, and sighed: "Isn't it obvious, let's argue with that surnamed Chu."

"...you don't like him?" Jing Tian asked.

"It's not just that I don't like it, it's extremely unpleasant," Yang Yue said, lowering his voice, "I advise you not to get too close to him."

Similar words, Chu Chentao also said, Jing Tian did not put it into action after hearing it.

But when Yang Yue said it now, he couldn't help but want to pay attention to it.

"Senior seems...a nice person, very gentle and patient with me," he asked earnestly, "Why don't you like him?"

Yang Yue clicked his tongue softly, hesitated for a while, and then said: "You forgot, and I don't want to mention it again... It's not a happy thing..."

Jing Tian blinked and waited quietly for him to continue.

Yang Yue sat up and looked down at him: "You were dumped by him before."

"He doesn't deserve you at all."

Yang Yue said.

Jing Tian lowered his head and touched his face.

In his mind, Chu Chentao is a very outstanding senior who is worth looking up to, and he is the object of his admiration.

On the way back to the dormitory just now, Chu Chentao said that he had no other thoughts about him at the beginning, and he didn't feel resentful, but took it for granted.

It must be said that I should not be worthy of it.

Doesn't remember being dumped, and certainly doesn't feel sad.

But Yang Yue's serious and unhappy expression for him made him a little happy.

Yang Yue is so cute, he thought, it's from the healing department.

"You didn't know what was going on a while ago, and you got very close to him again, and met him secretly several times," Yang Yue said, a little unhappy, "I asked you and you hesitated and were not honest. explain."

"I……"

"Anyway!" Yang Yue patted the bed hard, "You don't even remember that you fell in love with him, so just pass him as a fart, this person is really unreliable! You heard me right !"

Jing Tian realized later, and thought, I really liked Chu Chentao.

"Do you think I'm meddling?" Yang Yue asked fiercely.

"No!" Jing Tian hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, "I know you care about me!"

Yang Yue breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at him, sat on the second floor bed and reached out to touch his head: "Good boy!"

Jing Tian also touched his head, and asked in a low voice, "Then... Where is Zheng Xunqian?"

Yang Yue's hand stopped in mid-air.

"Do you know him?" Jing Tian asked.

"He," Yang Yue withdrew his hand and rubbed his chin, "He's a weirdo, he's always been alone, he lives in his own world, he doesn't answer anyone, he's recognized as a weirdo."

Jing Tian's eyes fluttered: "Then me and him..."

"It's really strange!" Yang Yue sighed, "I'm more curious than you. You didn't seem to have a good relationship before, so why..."

As he spoke, he patted the bed very abruptly, which startled Jing Tian.

"It's all your fault!" Yang Yue pointed at him, "If you don't tell me anything, you will be punished! Otherwise, I can tell you the whole thing now!"

Jing Tian lowered his head in shame: "...I'm sorry."