Little Zombie: I’m referring to the fact that I picked you up in Huaiqing twelve years ago

Feng Wuli looked at the screen, quietly feeling the emotions of the little zombie under the text, as if he could really empathize with them, but he was just deceiving himself. He could not empathize with Wang Xilou's five hundred years of missing him.

Maybe it was because he didn't know about the past five hundred years ago, but after knowing about it, Wang Xilou still said nothing. It wasn't until the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival that he suddenly lost his scruples.

When the school bell rang, Feng Wuli seemed to have thought of the answer.

Because Wang Xilou also forgot about Jiang Nao.

In the eyes of Wang Xilou in the past, what was the relationship between himself and Jiang Nao?

Does Wang Xilou think that he should be with this quiet, well-behaved girl who once only cared about him, instead of choosing her who has been waiting for him by the river for five hundred years, dressed in an old-fashioned way, and...

The little zombie who is always disliked.

It turned out that behind the text message Wang Xilou sent yesterday morning, there was something he didn't know about.

So why is Jiang Nao in such a situation now?

Feng Wuli turned to look at her.

This time she didn't look at him.

In the past, this girl would peek at him, and then Feng Wuli wouldn't expose it. Occasionally, he would turn around and ask her what was wrong with a smile, but the other party would calmly say it was nothing.

Unexpectedly, today it was the other way around.

She forgot everything, and the people around her also forgot about her.

Moreover, all traces of her have disappeared completely. This is not a normal thing, but he has always been able to adapt to it.

For a person who has seen monsters since childhood, he can accept the strangeness of the world much better than many people.

Class was finally about to begin. Jiang Nao closed the book in his hand and Feng Wuli saw the title, The Little Prince.

For the first time today, she chatted with Feng unreasonably: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's good that you weren't hurt."

There was no beginning or end to the story, but Jiang Nao was touched for some reason. He pursed his lips and put the book away.

During the second period of class, Feng Wuli asked her again where she went to high school for her first and second years of high school, and everyone responded, as if that was really the case.

Her tone showed neither reluctance nor pleasure in talking to him.

If you asked, she would just tell you, she didn't care about anything, and she wouldn't be disgusted with it.

Feng Wuli is not in a hurry.

He was going to ask Director Yang after school to see if there was any corresponding explanation from the company, so he kept chatting with Jiang Nao.

She was obviously so cold, but he didn't seem to notice it. He wasn't uninterested, but he wasn't impatient either. She couldn't even detect what the other person was thinking, as if he really just wanted to talk to her.

Jiang Nao didn't understand what this boy meant. He was not eager to get close to him, but he was as calm as if he were an old friend for many years, and he was very comfortable talking to her.

But she was sure she didn't know him.

During the fourth period biology class, this quiet young lady looked at her new deskmate from the corner of her eye.

The other party held an answer sheet and was correcting the exercise book very seriously. Suddenly she felt surprised that she was actually curious about what a person she had known for a day was doing.

During the last class, it started to rain outside.

The school bell rang, and Feng Wuli was about to go to the cafeteria. After getting up, the girl who usually left her seat to follow him for lunch as soon as he got up was still sitting in her seat. This time she did not follow him.

The person you can see when you turn around suddenly disappears one day.

He was actually a little uncomfortable with it.

"Is there a problem?"

Feng Wuli's gaze triggered her question again, and she asked without raising her head.

There are classmates passing by from time to time, and most of them will greet him without reason. He is very popular in the class.

It was already wet outside. Rain curtains were hung on the eaves outside the corridor, and drops were dripping on the corridor handrails. Students from other classes outside the window held umbrellas and passed by chatting and laughing. The pattering rain of late summer fell very quietly, and the wind

Even if you speak softly and unreasonably, the other party can hear you.

"If you go there late, there won't be any food in the canteen, or you don't know where the canteen is?"

"I visited the school yesterday and know where the canteen is."

"Do you know where to top up the school card?"

"There is a window to the left of the cafeteria in the dining hall."

"There are some cafeteria aunties who will die and throw their spoons."

"I do not mind."

Only then did she raise her head and look at Feng Wuli, "Is there any other reason?"

"I didn't bring an umbrella. It's raining pretty hard."

She looked at Feng Wuli, trying to see something in Feng Wuli's eyes, but the boy's face remained gentle, and he just smiled at her with his scrutinizing gaze.

After a long time, she looked away, took out an umbrella from her schoolbag and stood up: "This is a good reason."

Feng Wuli followed her out of the class door.

The rest of the class watched the two of them go out, with very wonderful expressions on their faces.

Downstairs of the high school teaching building, a man and a woman holding umbrellas walked out into the rain.

The rain pattered on the umbrella.

The woman beside him didn't really seem to care about anything. Feng Wuli peeked at her and felt like she was one of those clever dolls.

"I had a dream. In the dream, you came to this school in the first year of high school. We have known each other since the first year of high school. We are still very good friends. We had some troubles before, but in fact, I have always treated you as my sister. In the third year of high school,

We even became tablemates.”

"I just saw your umbrella in your drawer."

"...Okay, what I said is also a lie. The truth is that we really knew each other since our freshman year of high school, but now you have forgotten it, and everyone has forgotten it, but I still remember it."

Feng Wuli smiled and said, "Isn't this even more ridiculous?"

The rain falls on the grass, leaves, and carports on the roadside. The sounds are different, but there is order in the chaos. This kind of rain is the most annoying. It is not heavy, but it seems to keep falling.

The weather forecast says it will rain in the next few days.

"..."

After a long time, Feng Wuli thought that he had chatted to death. He was still not used to talking to Jiang Nao like this.

The little girl who looked at him with a smile no matter what he said suddenly disappeared.

After a long time, the little girl next to me said: "In that dream of yours, what did I look like?"

"You have a good relationship with everyone in the class. The Japanese international student is your best friend. You even held a seventeenth birthday and invited everyone to... But I was busy at the time, so I declined. Last year, you also organized the class game.

The girls in the class went to be cheerleaders, and other classes were envious of the beautiful girls in our class, and then they mocked us. The boys were playing ball on top, and the girls were playing on the sidelines below. The sports committee brought someone up to block us. You are good at Chinese, Mom Su.

I often use your essays to speak on stage. During physical education class, a group of us will play badminton. Apart from me, there is a future, Fatty, and the sports committee member who is stronger than an ox..."

His tone was calm, and he just told her this, but he was not sure whether the other party believed it or not. He probably didn't.

The road is so short, but the rain is still falling.

They entered the dining hall, Feng Wuli put away her umbrella, and she waited aside with no expression on her face, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"so good."

"It's very good, but it's a pity that you have forgotten it."

"pity."

Jiang Nao secretly watched him from behind. Seeing him put away his umbrella, she followed him. The strange distance between him and her made her unpredictable.

This is a strange deskmate.

she thinks.

"Are you wet?" the other party asked back.

She shook her head slightly.
Chapter completed!