"Didn't this guy say he won't cheat? Why..." Liu Pengfei said irritably. The survival of the class now depends on Chen Yu, so they couldn't help but worry. "Maybe he didn't cheat." Song Yuyan hesitated and said,
It's just that even she herself doesn't quite believe this statement.
"Actually, you don't have to worry too much. I think Chen Yu has worked hard this month, so there should be no problem." Du Dazhuang said. He is Chen Yu's deskmate. He has seen Chen Yu's recent efforts one by one. At this time,
Seeing that everyone was worried, I couldn't help but speak for him.
"Du Dazhuang, have you ever seen Chen Yu look at the answers to the test papers?" Liu Pengfei asked. "No, I remember he threw the answers to the test papers into the drawer." Du Dazhuang thought for a while, then bent over and took out a few answers from Chen Yu's drawer.
These test papers were crumpled and looked exactly the same as when they were stuffed in. There was no trace of opening or reading them.
"Now we can only hope that he really has this strength." The test papers were circulated in the hands of several people. They turned over and over again but couldn't figure out the reason. In the end, everyone could only think like this.
…
Vancouver.
On the bustling street, a figure floats away from the crowd. The slender and straight figure exudes an aura of loneliness and loneliness. It is none other than Ye Ming, who came to Vancouver to look for the person in the painting.
At this time, he has changed from his former handsomeness. With wrinkled clothes, messy hair, and a stubble on his chin, he looks very decadent. It has been five or six days since he came here, and during this time he
I wandered around the streets tirelessly. When I was hungry, I would eat something on the street. When I was sleepy, I would lean on the corner and rest for a while, just like when I was doing the task three years ago.
He wandered non-stop for five or six days, walking on familiar streets, hoping to find the person in the painting, or to stimulate himself to remember the appearance of the person in the painting, but he failed. He did not see anyone who looked like the person in the painting.
She looked similar to her, and I didn't remember her appearance. I only remembered a ball of flowing long hair, glowing with a holy light in the sunset.
After three years of fantasy beautification, the person in the painting has become a goddess-like existence in his mind, making it difficult for him to equate it with a living person in reality.
The afterglow of the setting sun falls down.
Luo Yeming's tall and straight figure revealed a bit of exhaustion and loneliness. Looking at the red sunset, his eyes were in a trance, and a familiar picture emerged. A girl with long hair and a shawl appeared in front of her with a holy smile.
, the girl smiled like a flower, and it turned out to be Yang Yuxi.
"Go away!" Ye Ming murmured, shaking his head irritably, trying to throw the image of Yang Yuxi out of his mind, but that familiar face seemed to be deeply rooted in the bone marrow of his soul. No matter how hard he tried, he could not drive it away, and
His image becomes more and more full and vivid, every word, every frown, every smile is as lifelike as before his eyes.
"I don't know how she is, or whether she is still angry with me!" After trying for a while, but seeing no effect, Ye Ming gave up dejectedly, and couldn't help but miss her, and reflexively took out her mobile phone from her body.
, I opened it and found that the phone had automatically shut down.
After replacing a battery, Ye Ming restarted his phone. After a while, a series of message beeps sounded one after another. There were more than fifty missed calls and more than seventy text messages. He glanced at it briefly, and his expression suddenly changed.
From the message sent by Ding Qian, we learned about Yang Yuxi's situation at this time.
