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Baymuth came out on top in the audition, which is exactly what we expected.

Now he is discussing the script with us in the meeting room of the association, and before we know it, it is getting late outside.

Shao Zhuoer rubbed the corners of his eyes wearily, "Let's go here first today, go back and rest early, and hope everyone can start working with full energy tomorrow."

"Thank you boss!"

The whole house left one after another.

I was packing my things when Bemus suddenly offered to send me and Shao Zhuoer back. My first reaction was to refuse, but Shao Zhuoer had already promised him for me.

The atmosphere in the car was very good, but of course the premise was that I had to ignore myself. Basically, Shao Zhuoer was talking to him all the way. I seldom spoke in the back seat, and even when I spoke, I only responded occasionally.

After a while, the car arrived in front of Shao Zhuoer's dormitory. After Shao Zhuoer said goodbye to us, he went upstairs. Only Bemus and I were left in the car, and the warm atmosphere before was completely gone.

I saw Bemus's face in the rearview mirror. He was driving the car intently, and he didn't have the slightest intention to break the silence, so I also stopped thinking about talking to him, and took out my phone to browse the web.

Suddenly the car stopped in the middle of the road. Fortunately, there were very few vehicles here, otherwise it would easily cause traffic accidents.

I looked up at him angrily, and wanted to urge him to drive away quickly, but when I saw his face clearly, I changed my words instantly, "What's wrong with you? You look very bad."

His hands holding the steering wheel were trembling uncontrollably, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

"I have a stomach problem." He said painfully.

"Huh? Stomach trouble?!" I panicked, "Where's the medicine?"

He reached out to get the bag next to me, but he forgot to unbuckle his seat belt, and he couldn’t get it anyway. Before he could get it, he felt a colic, and he couldn’t help but gulp. inhale.

I took the bag, rummaged through it, and quickly found a white medicine bottle. I opened the lid and poured two pills into my palm, and fed him with mineral water. After he got better, I Move to the passenger seat, help him fasten the seat belt, and sit in the driver's seat to start the car.

"I'm sorry, senior." His voice was still a little weak.

"Excuse me for what?"

"I'm causing you trouble. I agreed that I would send you back, but it turned out that you sent me."

I can see that his face is still not very good, and he is a little worried. "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No need, it's an old problem."

"Why do you have stomach problems at such a young age?"

"I don't like breakfast."

I frowned, "No wonder, so the stomach trouble is your own fault."

"Senior, I'm feeling very uncomfortable now, so stop bickering with me."

I wanted to refute that he didn't argue with him, but seeing that he was really uncomfortable, I decided not to speak and let him rest quietly for a while.

I didn't wake him until I drove the car downstairs to his apartment.

He: "Senior, you send me out of school, what should you do? The school should be closed by this time, right?"

I checked the time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the school was indeed closed.

"You don't have to worry about me. I can find a place to live outside by myself. You should worry more about yourself and go back to rest early."

"My apartment is very big. Although there is only one bedroom, there is a sofa outside. If you don't mind, you can stay with me for one night and go back to school with me tomorrow morning."

Originally, I planned to stay in a nearby hotel for one night, but I was afraid that it would be unsafe outside, so I was still a little hesitant. Now he is willing to take me in for one night, so I don’t have to worry about safety issues and can save a lot of money for staying in a hotel. Good solution.

I stayed overnight and woke up at six in the morning.

Maybe it’s because of the bed, I’m not used to sleeping on the narrow sofa, I didn’t sleep well all night, so I woke up early.At this moment, Bemus's bedroom door is still closed, obviously he hasn't gotten up yet, so I went to the kitchen to make two plates of nutritious meals, and then told him to get up, wash up and eat.

He sat at the dining table, his mind still a little dazed.

Glancing at the food in front of him, he frowned.

I knew what he wanted to say just by looking at his expression, and I said before he could speak: "You must finish what's on the plate, and don't let it go to waste!"

"It's really overbearing." He muttered and complained.

"Stop talking nonsense, eat quickly, and have to go to school early."

"Well, today is the filming day of the drama club."

"It's good to know."

After we finished eating, we washed the dishes, packed up quickly and went downstairs. As soon as we got to the parking lot, we saw a girl standing beside the car.

Bemus looked a little surprised when he saw her, "Why are you here?" His tone was neither stern nor gentle, it was a little more unexpected, and mixed with a hint of disapproval.

Hearing his question, the girl felt a little wronged and said, "Can't I come and see you?" She still didn't forget to glance at me, "I thought I would see other girls coming down with you, but I didn't expect it to be Xu The senior is with you."

To be honest, it was the first time I appeared at the rape scene, and this school girl spoke too directly, which made me a little embarrassed.

When Bei Muse heard it, his eyes changed. If he was just a little displeased just now, then now his eyes are more disgusted, undisguised disgust. "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Junior girl: "I know, it's because I came here and saw that Senior Xu was with you, so I feel relieved, at least I know that there is no vixen hiding in your room!"

Bemus was so angry that he didn't want to say anything more, turned his face and said: "If you are so suspicious, then don't be with me at all, let's break up." in the car.

When we left, the school girl was still watching the car drive away, squatting helplessly and crying.

That is to say, this time I understood Bemus' ruthlessness, breaking up with him is really just a matter of words, as people often say, there is no reason to like someone, so why bother when you don't like someone? Find a reason?

There are many doubts and condemnations behind the lack of reason.

On the other hand, he is not afraid of questioning and condemnation, and more of doing whatever he wants, wanting to live a hundred times more free and easy than most people.

I asked him, "Don't you think it's a pity to break up like this?"

But he told me: "I never know what a pity is, because I am sure that she is not the other half of my life. Breaking up is good for me and her, and it will make us seize the time to continue to find the other half that really belongs to us." .”

Even though his words were very reasonable, I couldn't help scolding him silently at that time: Scum!

It turned out that the rumors in the school were all true. In the heart of the playboy Bemus, women needed to be changed just like clothes, but he changed more often than most boys.

At this moment, while he was driving, he answered the phone, and a sweet voice came from the other end of the phone.She is the flower of the School of Journalism, and she is inviting him to have dinner with her at night. He has no hesitation at all, and happily agrees.

After hanging up the phone, he didn't forget to show off to me, and even planned to share with me his secrets on dating girls.

I snorted coldly, "Instead of eating many dinners at the same time, it's better to eat more breakfast, so that your heart will be better."

He didn't hear that I was mocking him, and thought I was caring about him.

Later, during the filming, I saw him change several girlfriends. One day he is the flower of the Faculty of Arts, the next is the flower of the Department of Computer Science, and there are even girls from other schools. Only after chatting with him did I realize that they are all freshmen. Everyone was younger than Bemus, and the oldest was born two days after him.

Bemus will go on a date with his girlfriend every time after shooting, buy flowers, and go to high-end restaurants to eat. I have to admit that he is indeed a gentle and rich lover.

But only during the love period.

Once we broke up, all the tenderness of the past disappeared, and there was no trace of nostalgia.

There will be no possibility of breaking up with the ex, and it is enough to make other girls fascinated by Bemus. Many people still want to be a couple with Bemus even though they know they will break up.

Bei Muse's girlfriend this time is my direct junior. She is the heroine candidate I selected from the freshman group. She has a quality that other girls don't have. She especially attracts me, that is, she is very quiet. Very sensible.Seeing her and Bei Muse getting closer, and when they officially announced they were together, I felt incredible, and couldn't figure out why the school girl would fall into it.

But I know that I am not qualified to comment on other people's feelings.

This relationship, which was formed because of the drama, did not last long in the end. The day before the school holiday at the end of the month, the junior girl invited me to dinner and asked me about Bemus' recent situation.

I knew what she wanted to ask, so I told her, "Bemus has already accepted another girl's confession."

Her eyes darkened for a moment. Although it was expected, she was still a little sad.

"If you still like him, go for it, maybe he will change his mind."

There were tears in her eyes, and a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth, "I know him well, and if we break up, there will never be another chance for reconciliation."

I hand her a tissue.

"Thank you." She sniffed. "I just can't accept that he can let go of everything between us so quickly, including my relationship with him..."

"If you really know him, then you should know that he is not a person who will cherish your affection. It is a good thing for you to see clearly earlier." Somehow, at this moment, I suddenly understood that Bemus The feeling of saying that.

On the road of chasing love, you never need a companion who walks hand in hand, but I know that you have been on this road before, because as long as you don’t reach the end, everyone may become your own passerby.

And when we face every passerby, we only need to say hello or say goodbye well.

She wiped away her tears, pretending to be strong and smiled, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, senior."

"It's okay." I asked her, "Are you really okay?"

I was quite worried that if she was still stuck in that relationship and couldn't extricate herself, she would be like other psychologically fragile girls who couldn't think about committing suicide, but soon I knew that I was thinking too much.

She took out a pink envelope from her backpack and handed it to me, "Senior, this is what Senior Sister Anxi entrusted me to give to you."

"What?" I roughly guessed what it was, and couldn't help asking reflexively when I took it.

"Love letter, senior sister Anxi has been secretly in love with you, this time she mustered up a lot of courage to confess to you."

Anxi, I've heard of her.

She's a news editor, she's pretty, and she's kind to everyone around her.There are many suitors around her, but she didn't agree to any of them. She is the flower of Gaoling in the journalism department.

I just didn't expect such a good girl to like me?

Junior: "Senior, do you need me to reply for you?"

"No, this... It's better for me to reply in person." When I said this, I actually thought of Bemus, and compared him with myself, and even felt that when faced with such a situation of being confessed, I do better than him.

Am I crazy?Why do you think so?

"Then senior, are you going to agree to accept senior sister Anxi?" Her red eyes were filled with gossip.

I laugh while saying nothing.

A few days later, Anxi and I met unexpectedly in front of the teaching building. In that bright and warm sun, I accepted her confession again with courage. $TITLE by $AUTHOR

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