Temporarily separating herself from the memories, An Lu squeezed the phone tighter and tighter until her fingertips turned white and her fingers felt numb.
The words "How are you and Chu Chen developing now?" on the phone screen stabbed her heart like a knife, and her chest seemed to be torn into pieces, pulling out all the emptiness inside, revealing everything.
.
How is the development going with Chu Chen? An Lu herself can't explain this kind of relationship.
Ever since Chu Chen asked for her WeChat account, their chat window had been stuck on that sentence for several months—
[I have added you as a friend, let’s chat together!]
An Lu didn't know what she could say. She didn't even have the confidence that Chu Chen could remember her. People like her were so ordinary, as ordinary as dust, and she didn't dare to expect to be remembered.
Even because of financial constraints, it is difficult to even go out for dinner with classmates. The first time you decline someone else's invitation, others will think you have something to do. The second time you decline, others may think it is just a coincidence. The third time, the third time
Four times…
Everyone will just think that you don't want to go out with them. It has been three years since you entered the university. An Lu has always been alone, walking alone, and she is even more lonely in the architecture department.
Little did she know that she had also been scrolling through her circle of friends late at night, clicking on photos posted by her classmates one by one, and was enjoying herself.
She also really wants to go out and play together.
But a meal costs tens of hundreds, and she has to work at a milk tea shop for a whole day to earn it back. Not to mention that the architecture department has a heavy workload, and it is not easy for her to find time to work.
Until this day, there was a black car parked downstairs of the Department of Architecture.
I heard that there had been several safety accidents in the past, and the school no longer allowed vehicles outside the school to enter the teaching area at will. Such a car must be driven by a big shot at the leadership level. An Lu didn't pay much attention and passed by the car.
She has more important things to do today——
Volunteer.
In addition to adding credits for the school's volunteer activities, some of the volunteer activities are open to poor students like An Lu. They come with certain subsidies, the work intensity is not high, and the income is considerable compared to part-time work. An Lu heard that
After that, I signed up almost immediately.
charity dinner.
The exchange center on the University of Los Angeles has a hotel, which is usually used by professors who come to the school for exchanges. Sometimes there are also some candidates from outside schools who come to the school to take exams. Most of the time, the hotel is used to hold some academic-related exchanges.
event, or a charity dinner like this.
The main purpose of the dinner was to donate money to support education. An Lu didn't pay much attention to it. She stood at the door of the hall wearing a red armband and was responsible for reception and guidance.
She held the guest list in her hand and put on her face as sincere a smile as possible.
"Dong dong dong——"
The sound of high heels stopped in front of An Lu, and she raised her head to see the woman in front of her clearly. She looked a little older, but her skin was unsightly, and her burgundy dress had no wrinkles.
The moment the woman saw An Lu, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and stopped to look her up and down for a moment.
"Hello, this is the registration form for the charity dinner. Could you please sign here?" An Lu took the initiative to hand over the form in her hand.
The other party reached out to take the form, and her fingers hesitated in the air for a moment. It wasn't until she took out a shiny black pen from her dinner bag that An Lu realized that she was still holding the ballpoint pen tightly in her hand.
She apologized in an embarrassed voice: "I'm sorry."