A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Huo Yan lowered her head. From Zhuang Zhoucheng's perspective, he could only see half of her pretty, pale face. Her long hair was tied loosely behind her head, and she was swaying as she walked.

Zhuang Zhoucheng followed Huo Yan's gaze. She walked and stopped, and finally walked into the school.

Sighing secretly, he is still a half-grown child who knows nothing about the world...

Zhuang Zhoucheng drove away and returned to the company.

As soon as Zhuang Zhoucheng's car drove away, Ji Wuwei took a taxi back to Peking University and went straight to the girls' dormitory.

Zhuang Zhoucheng drove around Kyoto and then returned to the company.

Huo Yan returned to the dormitory and looked for the purse.

She clearly remembered putting it under the quilt, but now it was gone.

The bag I was carrying was also missing, and the student ID and ID card in the bag were all gone. Now even the 50,000 yuan in cash is gone.

What do you experience every day?

Yang Yan, who entered the dormitory, asked, "What are you looking for?"

"I, didn't find anything?"

Huo Yan swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, paused, and asked: "Yang Yan, did anyone turn over my bed?"

"Ali, let me fold the quilt for you." Yang Yan poured a glass of water and said, "Just ask her."

Ali came back downstairs after getting some hot water. When he saw Huo Yan coming back, he immediately said:

"Wasn't he discharged in the afternoon?"

Huo Yan smiled. "The hospital is filled with the stench of disinfectant. It's unpleasant. Ali, the book I left on the bed is missing. Did you see it when you were making the bed for me? It was in a brown paper bag, like a file bag."

The person Huo Yan trusts the most is Ali. If Ali helps her make the bed, she will feel relieved.

Ali quickly put down the kettle and helped to look for it.

"I've been busy with classes these past two days, and I had to rush to the hospital to be with you, so I didn't make your bed. When did your book disappear? Look carefully. It's not on the bed, is it in the cupboard? Or on the table?"

"Not cleaned up?"

Huo Yan's voice suddenly became louder, and he asked hurriedly:

"Then, did anyone pull back the quilt? Or, who sat on my bed?"

Ali was still looking for Huo Yan. He searched the cupboard, the desk, and Huo Yan's personal places, but couldn't find it.

Ali leaned on the desk, looked at Huo Yan and asked:

"Could it be that you misplaced it and didn't bring it back?"

"Yes, I must have taken it back."

Huo Yan slumped down and fell onto the bed. Who is so abominable as to take other people's things?

Ah Li looked at Huo Yan's face and said, "How about buying another one?"

“You can’t buy it.”

Huo Yan's face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd, and he looked a little annoyed.

At this time, Liu Xiaojiao also came back.

Ali asked her if she had seen the book wrapped in a brown paper bag on Huo Yan's bed. Liu Xiaojiao looked confused:

"I have to ask you about this. Didn't you make the bed for her yesterday morning?"

Ali was stunned for a moment, then said immediately, "It was the day before yesterday, when I was making the quilt."

"is it?"

Liu Xiaojiao was also confused and waved her hands: "Whatever, it's just a book, I can just buy another one and it will be over."

You can even afford to go to a brothel like the Chen Palace, but you can't bear to buy a book for yourself?

"Seriously, have you ever seen it?" Ali asked immediately.

"No, how would I know what she put on her bed?" Liu Xiaojiao's face became serious.

She had nothing, so why would she want to sell Huo Yan's crappy book?

Huo Yan didn't say anything else. He lay on the bed for a long time before getting up and saying dejectedly:

"I'm going out to eat."

As soon as Huo Yan walked out of the dormitory, he was blocked by Ji Wuwei. Ji Wuwei was sweating profusely from running. He grabbed Huo Yan fiercely and shouted:

"What are you doing? I told you I'd take you back this afternoon, why are you running around alone?"