The Character I Loved Is Gone

Classes during the day, library in the afternoon, and training in the evening.

Huang Zuochuan's life was fully arranged with almost no gaps.

However, Huang Zuochuan did not feel tired at all. On the contrary, he enjoyed this time very much.

In contrast, the restless hunger in his body gradually disappeared as his life became more stable.

In other words, this hunger was temporarily satisfied.

a week later--

As usual, Huang Zuochuan went to the restaurant to have breakfast after finishing his morning run.

Today, here, he met Gao Zhengxiang.

Gao Zhengxiang sat down opposite Huang Zuochuan with the food in his hands, somewhat angrily.

"You kid, you used the money I gave you to get the woman your brother wanted. Are you going too far?"

Huang Zuochuan took a sip of rice porridge and said calmly:

"I sent flowers and greeting cards to her as agreed. Whether she accepts your love or not is not within the scope of our agreement."

Huang Zuochuan put down the porridge bowl and looked at Gao Zhengxiang.

"Besides, your reputation as the 'god of pure love' doesn't seem to be very tenable. Brother Gao, for people of your level, it should be easy to investigate the other person's background. Of course, I It’s just a guess, maybe Tang Ge already knows what kind of person you are.”

"Hmph - I mean walking among thousands of flowers, not even a single leaf touches me. What do you know?"

Gao Zhengxiang smoothed his hair and said confidently.

Huang Zuochuan sighed helplessly. Now of course he couldn't tell anyone else about his agreement with Tang Ge. After all, if he couldn't win the "Quantum Beast Competition", he would have to look up to Tang Ge for next year's tuition. Help him pay.

Even though Huang Zuochuan had a problem with Tang Ge, she now has an agreement with them, and she also helped her pay the bail and settlement compensation. She should stand on Tang Ge's side emotionally and rationally, and should not do anything to harm others. things.

Just when Huang Zuochuan thought Gao Zhengxiang was going to talk about his rich "flower-picking experience," he suddenly leaned over.

"Since you are my brother, I will tell you a secret."

"What secret?"

"Your Chinese language major will welcome a transfer student this afternoon. I don't know her specific name, but I got her photo. Look."

Gao Zhengxiang projected the photo into the air using a quantum phone.

Huang Zuochuan looked at this somewhat blurry photo and seemed to think of something in his mind, but he had no impression at all.

"Where did you take the photo?"

"You don't have to ask. Anyway, just by looking at this girl's profile, I know she must be a beauty. Come on, help me buy another bouquet of flowers and write a few love words. I'll use them this afternoon."

Huang Zuochuan couldn't help but look at him with his mouth wide open.

"After all this time, it turns out you asked me to run errands for you. Why don't you go yourself?"

Gao Zhengxiang scratched his head.

"Don't I have class in the morning? Besides, I also read the greeting card you wrote last time. Your wording, sentences, and handwriting are much better than mine. No, it should be said that you are much better than the peers I know. Just this time, just this time, eldest brother has never begged anyone in his life..."

Huang Zuochuan sighed and stretched out two fingers.

Gao Zhengxiang burst into laughter when he saw it.

"Good brother, I knew you would help me. I will transfer the money to you in a moment. The content in this greeting card must highlight my pure love and single-mindedness. Come on! I believe in you!"

On the surface, Huang Zuochuan agreed with Gao Zhengxiang, but in his heart, he was run over by ten thousand grass and mud horses.

"'Pure love', 'Single emotion', listen, are these words that can be applied to you?"

After bidding farewell to Gao Zhengxiang,

Huang Zuochuan came to the teaching building. Today, he is still the first student to come to the classroom.

Just as Huang Zuochuan opened the book to review the knowledge from the previous class,

He smelled a faint fragrance.

"Did you spray another perfume today? Lin Xiaoyue..."

Huang Zuochuan raised his head and saw a girl with short purple hair and glasses, carrying a schoolbag and leaning against the door frame of the classroom.

She had a lollipop in her mouth and seemed not to be the first to speak.

Huang Zuochuan blinked and suddenly remembered that the girl in front of him was somewhat similar to the girl in the photo Gao Zhengxiang looked at earlier.

"Excuse me, are you..."

"You are Huang Zuochuan, right."

"Yes, it's me."

The short-haired woman dropped her schoolbag on the seat next to Huang Zuochuan, then turned sideways and got into the seat.

She looked at the textbook Huang Zuochuan was reading with interest, and then frowned.

"Are you going to attend 'Ancient Literature' today?"

Huang Zuochuan blinked.

"Yeah, in the morning it was 'ancient literature' and a 'Marxism'."

The short-haired woman was stunned when she heard it.

She opened her schoolbag and rummaged around for a few times, then put it aside.

"I brought the wrong one. I'll let you take a look today."

Huang Zuochuan looked at the time on his phone.

"It's still early. There are still more than forty minutes before class. You can go back to the dormitory and get it. If you are worried about someone else occupying the front row, you can put your things here."

But the short-haired woman didn't seem to hear what Huang Zuochuan said at all, and just lay on the desk.

Seeing that the girl ignored him, Huang Zuochuan reminded her again out of good intentions. Unexpectedly, the girl said:

"I'm lazy and don't want to make another trip, so I'll lend you yours to take a look at. It doesn't matter if you don't want to borrow it. Anyway, just pretend."

"Forehead……"

Huang Zuochuan was left speechless. Although most of his classmates had this mentality, it was the first time for Huang Zuochuan to say it so bluntly.

"That's not good. Although I can share the same book with you, you have to find a notebook and write your class notes yourself."

The girl did not respond to Huang Zuochuan's words.

Huang Zuochuan plucked up the courage and gently put his ear to it.

Even breathing sounds are clearly audible.

Now, it was Huang Zuochuan's turn to look confused.

He didn't know this girl at all, but she acted as if she knew Huang Zuochuan.

What's more important is that she didn't seem to regard Huang Zuochuan as an outsider at all, and slept directly on the seat next to Huang Zuochuan.

Huang Zuochuan sighed helplessly.

Although he had been at school for less than a month, too many strange things happened.

At this time, Huang Zuochuan suddenly thought of a jingle from those ancient netizens more than a hundred years ago:

There are so many traps in the city, I want to go back to the countryside.

Please collect it! Please give me flowers!