The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously.

Even though she knew Zhang Qiuyun was not talking about her, Su Mujin's heart still skipped a beat when she heard these words.

Fortunately, she has never shown that she is different from others!

I don’t dress differently from others, I don’t speak differently from others, and I don’t treat anyone as a passerby.

Otherwise, she would probably be suspected in the same way.

Although Fu Wan is the author of this novel, from the moment she came in, she had already entered a real world. This place is completely real. Everyone here is a living person with their own independent thoughts, no longer a so-called supporting role or passerby A, B, or C.

If Fu Wan continues to treat these people as non-human beings and still regards herself as the creator of the world, then the final outcome will definitely be tragic!

Although she thought so in her heart, Su Mujin had no intention of reminding Fu Wan of her plan.

It was obvious that Fu Wan had come with bad intentions. She would be stupid to remind Fu Wan!

After they finished their meal, they went to the library together.

It was almost time for class before he came out of the library to go to class.

During the afternoon class, I didn't see Fu Wan.

When the roll call was taken, Fu Wan was not there, so the teacher noted her absence.

When Zhang Qiuyun saw this, she said silently, "You deserved it."

Su Mujin also laughed. He really deserved it!

In the blink of an eye, it was time to go home from school.

Su Mujin said goodbye to Zhang Qiuyun and then rode her bicycle home.

Before she reached her own door, the door to the second room opened and Fu Wan appeared at the door with her arms folded.

"Su Mujin, you still dare to come back? I thought you didn't dare to come back!"

Su Mujin, "???"

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

"School's just over now, so of course I'm back now. Any questions?"

Fu Wan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and her voice suddenly rose, "So you mean, you still have classes this afternoon?"

"What else?" Su Mujin asked, "What should I do if I don't attend class?"

"You hit me, and you still have the mind to attend class?"

"What else?"

"you--"

Fu Wan's chest heaved violently with anger.

Seeing that no one was around, Fu Wan quickly walked up to Su Mujin and said, "Su Mujin, stop pretending. I know you came from another time. To tell you the truth, I also came from another time. I am the author of this book! I know everything that will happen in the future. If you apologize to me, I can forgive you and take you with me when I become rich. How about it?"

Su Mujin frowned. "What do you mean by that? What do you mean by traveling through time? What book? Are you a writer? What is the book you write?"

Hearing Su Mujin's words, Fu Wan was also stunned, "You...you don't understand?"

"What do you understand? Why are you talking so strangely? Are you always like this?"

"Impossible!" Fu Wan yelled, "How could you not understand? You clearly traveled through time! Where's the box I gave you earlier? Don't you recognize Doraemon inside?"

"What? What dream?" Su Mujin's face was full of confusion. "Are you talking about insomnia and dreaming? The things you need are right on the table. If you want to go back, I'll get them for you!"