[Transformers] Different races, how can we fall in love?

Since when has it been like this?I am not sure.Maybe before I die, maybe after I die.

My mind is in a mess now, and I don't want to stay in the dormitory for a moment.

As soon as I lifted the suitcase in my hand, I decided to leave here that night, otherwise my brain would not get a little peace of mind.

When I was sitting in Bumblebee's car, I realized that even after leaving the dormitory, Mitchell's words were still echoing in my mind.

In the end, I decided to ask Bumblebee what is the difference between me and normal people. As aliens, they may answer this question more objectively.

"Bumblebee, do you think I'm a weird person?" I asked.

"If you're talking about your ability, it's really strange, so we need to further explore the strange phenomena hidden around us." Bumblebee answered me by intercepting the words on the Natural Science Channel.

"No, I mean besides my ability," I said, "or do you think I'm weird compared to Sam? Is there any difference?"

"Of course there's a difference between you, boy," said Bumblebee. "Is there something bothering you? Come on, let Mama hug you. You can share your secrets with me, or the little bear who keeps you company." □□, I promise that □□ and I will never say anything.”

Listening to Bumblebee's words, I think I may have asked the wrong person. Although aliens will be more objective, they don't know much about humans.This can be seen from Optimus Prime and Ironhide.One is extremely trusting of humans, the other is always skeptical of humans, and as for Bumblebee... he is still a child.

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything." I reached out and rubbed my cramped temple, and decided to put this question aside for now, and wait until I meet the right person before thinking about it.

Boston is about five hours away from Philadelphia, and it was three o'clock in the morning when I arrived near the University of Pennsylvania.In order to save money, I didn't stay in a hotel, but let the bumblebee find a place with backlight to rest for a few hours.

At this time, the University of Pennsylvania had not yet started school, and Isabella had not yet come to Philadelphia. I found a place to do a part-time job, mainly to help people type text manuscripts, and it cost $15 a day.I slept in the Hornet's car at night, worked part-time during the day, and by the time Isabella arrived in Philadelphia, I had nearly $100 in savings.

After making an appointment with Isabella on the phone, I packed myself up and headed to the University of Pennsylvania.

Isabella was waiting for me at the school gate. She was very happy when she saw me: "Camila, how are you doing? I haven't seen you for a whole vacation and I miss you so much! You don't even know In order to help you hide it from your father, I dare not go out at will."

I gave her an affectionate hug: "Thank you, Isabella, if it weren't for your help, maybe I would be annoyed to death by Mr. Anthony."

"That's because you have a good father." Isabella said with a smile.

Then I parked the bumblebee in the parking lot, and said to Isabella when Isabella was not paying attention: "Don't rush to run around, I'll help you find out where Sam is."

After I finished speaking, I got out of the car and followed Isabella to their dormitory.

Because today is the first day of school, the dormitory building is full of students doing housekeeping, and the whole dormitory building is in a mess.

Isabella's dormitory is 311, and she sleeps with another white girl.

"Did you just arrive this morning? You can play at my place for a few days, and you can also take lectures at our place. It feels cool, doesn't it? You can take classes at MIT and at ours class, you just made a lot of money." Isabella said with a smile.

"Can I listen to your class? You are not lying to me, are you?" I looked at her in surprise.

She handed me a card and said to me: "I have already prepared for you, and then we can go to class together. If you don't mind, you can sleep in my bed at night. To be honest, I have Just figured it out, back in our high school days."

I put the card away, smiled and said, "Thank you!"

After packing up with Isabella, we headed out together.While eating at a restaurant near the entrance of the university, I finally mentioned to her about the bumblebee protection object: "Do you know that there is a person named Sam Witwicky in your group?"

Isabella took a bite of the pasta and shook her head at me: "I have no such impression at all. Is he your friend? Maybe I can go back and ask the administrator at that time."

"No, it's just looking for others." I said, "They are friends, but they are separated temporarily for some reason. I promise to say hello to them."

Isabella nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at me with a strange look: "Camilla, this is really strange. You actually help others! I always thought that you were only interested in learning and helping others." Your adoptive father is interested in fixing things."

I was slightly taken aback, and Isabella's words reminded me of what Mitchell said to me before I left.

"Do I...look so out of place?" I stir the pasta on my plate with a fork, distracted.

"It's not that you're out of place, it's just that you don't seem to care much about everything around you." Isabella stared at me and lowered her tone, "Why did you say this suddenly? You used to not care about others treating you Did someone tell you about you? Or did someone bully you? Maybe I can help you get revenge, but I hope the professor won’t deduct my credits when I ask for leave at the beginning of the semester.”

"No, it's not, I'm just aware of some problems." I pretended not to care.

Facing me like this, Isabella seemed to be even more worried: "What happened to my dear Camilla? Although I didn't ask you what happened during the summer vacation, I was always worried about you. If it wasn't If you call me every now and then, I will definitely think that something happened to you. Why did you suddenly go to the army? What happened? You seem to be a little different from before. "

"I'm sorry, Isabella, I can't tell you yet. But don't worry, I will tell you about it as soon as I can." I said, "Actually, you don't have to worry about me , no one can really hurt me. It’s just that I have encountered some problems recently, which is a bit troublesome, and it will be fine when I figure it out.”