"Finally, that day he used my toilet paper again. I had just bought it and hadn't even opened it yet, but he took it away."

"He said, 'What's wrong with just using some paper? How can you be so stingy? You're arguing with me over such a small thing. You're crazy!"

"I couldn't help it, so I had a big argument with him. I asked him why he didn't buy his own and why he used mine."

"Guess what happened, Zhou Yi? They all tried to persuade me, including my roommates and even the counselor after the argument got so bad. They all advised me not to argue anymore."

Zhou Xinran's eyebrows were raised, and she wanted to emphasize again that she was Zhou Xinran, and the Zhou Yi you were talking about was lying dead at home!

But think about it, forget it...

No, I can’t let it go. Zhou Xinran took out her cell phone from the bag next to her and started taking pictures of Fang Dazhuang!

Haha, what is dark history? This is dark history.

This is what you told me, Teacher Fang. Words are not enough, everything leaves a trace!

I, your apprentice, have learned well, right?

Fang Dazhuang must have been really drunk. He didn't realize that someone was filming him, and he continued to talk to himself:

"Everyone said he didn't mean it. He's a good person who just likes to take advantage of others. They said that dormitory roommates should love and unite with each other."

"There's no need to quarrel over such a small matter. A real man should be magnanimous. A prime minister's stomach can hold a boat..."

"What they said was very right and made a lot of sense, but I just don't understand. It was clearly wrong for him to take my things, so why are they all blaming me?"

"I guess everyone has forgotten about this by now, but I still remember it. I went to graduate school and got a doctorate, and I went to Shanghai to work hard, but I still remember it."

"Not really, why shouldn't it be that serious, Zhou Yi? Ever since then, I've been thinking about changing this situation. This is just a small matter, do I really have to endure it? Why?!"

"What a pity! After that, I was so busy making money that I forgot my original intention. If it weren't for you, I would have forgotten that I had a dream..."

Mr. Fang was still chattering, but Zhou Xinran had fallen silent.

When it came to the Xu Yufeng case, Zhou Xinran also had this thought: Is there something wrong with the other party? Is he stupid?

It's not just Zhou Yi, there's also Teacher Fang, who was already a top lawyer when he was in school.

But now Zhou Xinran probably understood and realized that it was not that they were stupid or had problems, but... they wanted to make sense.

They want to say to those things that seem to have become commonplace: Why!

Why should it be like this now just because it was like this in the past? Why should it be right just because everyone does it?

Why doesn't anyone else do this? So why is it wrong for me to do this?

Society needs harmony, but the premise is that everyone can communicate well with each other and no one should hit someone who smiles at them.

But you obviously did something wrong, but you still acted very reasonable, and everyone advised me to be magnanimous and forgive you. Then I have to ask, why?

I don’t know when Fang Dazhuang fell asleep. Zhou Xinran covered himself with the quilt next to him, then walked to the chair by the window and sat down quietly.

She felt that her thoughts were a little confused.

She wanted to become a barrister, but... she seemed to remember having a dream, that only by becoming a barrister could she realize that dream.

But later on, I seemed to have forgotten what that dream was.

Fairness? Justice? Or something else? I forgot...

I only remember that I wanted to be a barrister, but I lost my original dream...

Sitting there, Zhou Xinran didn't play with his mobile phone in his free time for the first time.

Swish! Mr. Fang opened his eyes and looked around. Oh, it was in the hotel room.

Zhou Xinran was sitting not far away and had already walked over.

"Teacher Fang, are you awake? Come and drink some honey water. You guys drank too much today."

Fang Dazhuang shook his head vigorously, took the honey water and gulped it down, then said: "Ah, I don't know, every time I drink with Zhou Yi, I tend to drink too much."

He is not a heavy drinker, and he doesn't even drink much alcohol unless there is a special occasion.

But when I'm with Zhou Yi, I just want to drink more and talk more.

This feeling is strange...

After drinking the honey water, Fang Dazhuang hesitated and said, "Oh, by the way, Xinran, did I...did I say anything before?"

Zhou Xinran didn't even raise her eyelids when she heard this. She just put her phone in her pocket and said, "No, Teacher Fang, you just lay down and fell asleep when you came back."

"Yeah?"

Mr. Fang felt a little strange. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have said a lot of things and his mouth was very dry.

And... it seems to be Zhou Yi, who is still filming videos in front.

Strange, is this an illusion?

Looking outside, I slept until night and couldn’t sleep any more.

"Let's go, Xinran, go eat something, we'll go back to Jingzhou tomorrow!"

Mr. Fang left quietly, just as he came quietly, leaving only a legend in this old community.

Legend has it that the fake Liu Dazhuang was so frightened when he saw him...

Since they agreed to change houses, let’s do it. Zhou Yi discussed this matter with his parents when he came back that day.

My parents’ initial thought was that it would be better to live in a house they were familiar with.

And I never expected it to be done this way.

But after Zhou Yi explained it clearly, they accepted it and understood their son.

Moreover, the apartment types in this kind of old community are all the same, and there is actually no difference after the elevator is installed upstairs.

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