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Back in the dormitory, Jing Tian looked distraught.

"We've been chatting for a long time, what did you say?" Yang Yue looked at him with interest, and pointed, "Your bed is over there."

The beds in the dormitory are designed as single beds on the lower desk and above. There are a total of four beds facing each other two by two.

Yang Yue was sitting in front of one of the desks, referring to the seat opposite him.

"The desks and cabinets are all for casual use. There are only two of us living in this dormitory now, and the entire row of drawers is full of your things."

Jing Tian nodded, found a random seat and sat down.

His mind was in a mess, and he didn't have the heart to check his personal belongings for the time being.

The explosion information received today was too much, beyond his ability to digest, he couldn't recover.

"What's the matter, what did he say?" Yang Yue was curious.

Jing Tian looked at him seriously, and said with a serious face when he spoke: "I have a question."

"you say?"

Jing Tian rubbed his hands unconsciously: "Am I the kind... a bit casual..."

Everything he came into contact with today forced him to come to such an embarrassing conclusion.

Yang Yue's eyes widened when she heard the words, and soon she tilted her head slightly, lost in thought: "Uh...it's not easy to put it that way..."

If he didn't deny it right away, it meant that there was indeed something wrong with his style of life.

Jing Tian's heart tightened, sad and helpless.

"It's not as exaggerated as you think." Seeing that his expression was not right, Yang Yue quickly explained, "It's just that you have become more... more... more open-minded in the past few years! Absolutely not to a casual level!"

Jing Tian looked at him sadly: "Thank you, you are a good man."

Yang Yue is too gentle, looking at this appearance, she must be racking her brains to sort out words to comfort herself, the truth must be a hundred times more terrifying than what he said.

"At least... at least you have never messed with men and women!" Yang Yue emphasized.

Jing Tian thought, that's for sure, those who I don't know are all men.

He sat on the seat, sighed faintly, suddenly alert.

That's right, why are all the people who don't know him clearly are men? !And he hasn't realized what's wrong since he woke up?

Was it his subconscious that had already acquiesced in something?

"What is this in your hand?" Yang Yue asked.

Jing Tian looked down at the palm of his hand.

"Phone number? Written by Zheng Xunqian?" Yang Yue leaned closer and took a closer look, "...why did it get so confused?"

When he was talking to his senior, he felt uneasy, he clenched his hands into fists unconsciously, sweated a little, and just rubbed them a few times, most of the marks left by the fountain pen were blurred.

"He asked you to call him?" Yang Yue asked, "This trick is too rustic, it's an idol drama trick of the last century!"

"...Is his grades very good?" Jing Tian asked.

"Well," Yang Yue nodded, "By the way, if you want to make up your homework, you can ask him for help!"

Jing Tian was hesitating whether to tell Yang Yue Zheng Xunqian's proposal when there was a knock on the dormitory door and the class teacher came.

The head teacher is very young, just in his early thirties, and has no airs.

After hearing about Jing Tian's situation, he made no secret of his doubts, worrying that Jing Tian was making up stories because he was afraid of repeating grades and had nowhere to go.

But Jing Tian's current docile and well-behaved appearance is very different from the past, and it doesn't look like acting.

"A course can be retaken twice at most, and if you don't have enough credits for two consecutive years, you must repeat the grade. These are dead rules, and I can't help you," the head teacher said. melting point.

But the prerequisite is that you have to go to class honestly, and then hand in all your homework seriously, "

Jing Tian nodded quickly: "I will work hard!"

The head teacher was skeptical, and looked up and down: "Is it true that you have changed your sex?"

Jing Tian almost cried: "I don't want to repeat a grade, let alone be expelled..."

Seeing this, the homeroom teacher finally believed him, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder: "Don't be too nervous, there is still time this semester.

If you are willing to learn, I will find an advanced classmate and make up for you. "

Yang Yue, who had been sitting quietly at her desk, said quietly, "For example, Zheng Xunqian?"

"Him? Forget it, I can't call you," the head teacher smiled and spread his hands. "I'll go back and ask the head teacher. If it can help you pass the exam, it's an advanced example. Someone must be willing."

Before leaving, the class teacher cheered him up. He was deeply encouraged and full of energy.

When I actually understood the subjects that needed to be overcome, my vision soon went dark.

The third year of high school can be said to be the pinnacle of one's learning ability and knowledge reserve in one's life.

Jing Tian's memory returned, and his enthusiasm for learning was as positive as in the third year of high school, but the rest was a mess.

When he tried to recall the previous knowledge, he finally realized clearly that the third year of high school was far away from him.

His mind is empty and he can't do anything.

No high school knowledge, no college knowledge, Jing Tian felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing while looking at the textbooks that looked like heavenly books.

"Go and try Zheng Xunqian! If the teacher can't scream, it doesn't mean you can't scream," Yang Yue encouraged him, "I've never seen this guy care so much about others.

Don't you want to know what's going on with you and him? "

Want to know, but also afraid to know.

Jing Tian thought to himself, that would inevitably lead to extra problems, how could he waste time and energy on messy things now, the burden of studying had already made him unable to breathe.

In addition to his studies, there is another thing that gives him a headache.

He didn't know the power-on password of his computer, and his phone was completely broken.

Whether it's social accounts or payment software, he can't use them all.

Fortunately, he still remembered his family's mobile phone number. After contacting his mother once, he received the funds for the new mobile phone soon.

Jing Tian didn't mention amnesia, only said that the phone was dropped and the password was forgotten.

His mother is busy with work, and he doesn't want her to worry too much.

After that, I tossed and tossed for a full two days, ran to several places, and even guessed, and finally successfully logged into some of the accounts that I need to use every day.

All chat history of social software has been cleared.

In the past few days, many people have looked for him. Most of the avatar names are unfamiliar, and the only one who can tell is the senior who has a close relationship with him.

Because Jing Tian gave him his full name, Chu Chentao.

Chu Chentao's first message to him was on the day he fell.

He asked him what he would like to eat tonight.

It seems that he said that the two will have an appointment in the future, which is absolutely true.

Jing Tian tried to find Zheng Xunqian in the friend list, but failed.

Three years ago, there were only more than 30 people on his list including the seven aunts and eight aunts and the takeaway boy from the grocery store at the gate of the community.

Now, it has been turned over many times, and the circle of friends is dazzled, and no one knows.

He guessed that Zheng Xunqian's account name might be different from his real name, and he didn't make a note.

I have already done that kind of thing, and I can't even add friends.

Nervously clicking on his circle of friends, Jing Tian was soon dumbfounded.

His college life was too chic, eating, drinking and having fun almost every week.

When he washed his face in the morning, he noticed that the tips of his hair were slightly pink.

Looking through the photos, I found that less than half a month ago, he was still wearing pink hair.

And two months earlier, his head was mint green.

Those photos are basically self-portraits, most of them have vivid expressions, maybe filters have been added, the sun is fresh and fresh, and they are full of confidence.

Jing Tian secretly learned gestures to himself in the photo, and soon his face was red.

Just when he decided to give up, he received a new friend request.

——Hi, I'm Zhang Yuewei. Teacher Xia said that you need some help with your studies.

Teacher Xia is their head teacher.

Jing Tian quickly passed the friend application.

The boy named Zhang Yuewei was very enthusiastic, saying that he learned about his specific situation from Teacher Xia and was willing to help him make progress together to overcome difficulties.

Jing Tian was very grateful and thanked again and again.

On the second day, there are professional-related theoretical classes.

Jing Tian attached great importance to it and arrived 10 minutes early.

The classroom was empty, only four or five students.

Before Jing Tian had time to dye his hair back to black, it was still conspicuous and attracted a lot of attention.

A girl took the initiative to raise her hand, smiled and waved to him.

Jing Tian was very nervous, nodded stiffly at the other party, and then quickly sat in the corner.

After half a minute, he started to regret it.

Would that girl be familiar with him?In this case, his performance just now was too rude.

Do you want to explain it?But it seems embarrassing to explain it now.

It would be embarrassing if someone didn't know him well at all.

Before reaching a conclusion, someone came in again.

Jing Tian looked up subconsciously, and soon froze.

It was Zheng Xunqian.

They have had no contact these days.

Jing Tian didn't take the initiative to contact, and Zheng Xunqian never came to look for him, which was in stark contrast to Chu Chentao who was always asking about his health and wellbeing almost every day.

Jing Tian took a deep breath and was about to take the initiative to say hello, but saw Zheng Xunqian passing by him without looking sideways, walked to another corner of the classroom, and sat down.

Jing Tian sat where he was, pursing his lips, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

Did he not see him at all, or did he ignore him on purpose?

Perhaps sensing his gaze, Zheng Xunqian turned around abruptly after taking his seat, and looked in his direction.

The four eyes met, Jing Tian straightened his back because of tension.

Zheng Xunqian stared at his face for a few seconds, and was about to speak when another person rushed in at the door.

The visitor was in a rush, and as soon as he entered the door, he ran to Jing Tian and put his schoolbag on the table in front of Jing Tian.

"You came so early," he smiled at Jing Tian, ​​"Don't you recognize me? I'm Zhang Yuewei, and I agreed to tutor you in your studies."

There were few people in the classroom and it was quiet. His low voice clearly spread throughout the space.

Before expressing his thanks, Jing Tian secretly glanced in Zheng Xunqian's direction.

Zheng Xunqian had already turned around and stopped looking at him.