Putting the small bun in her hand on the tray, Chu Ci gulped down the remaining half bowl of soup. Then she raised her eyes and glanced at the small bun in front of her that she had thrown aside in disgust.
He raised his fingertips and poked it, with a slight curl of his lips.
Feeling the residual peppery and numb sensation still in his mouth, and adhering to the principle that wasting food is not a good thing, Chu Ci stuffed the small bun into his mouth and swallowed it whole.
His eyes were wide open, and he looked as if he was choking. He finally swallowed it with great difficulty.
As a foodie, Chu Ci glanced at the special flavors like mustard on the counter with some lingering fear...
Chu Ci paused, and suddenly felt that the smile of the female clerk standing at the counter collecting money was a bit weird.
The corners of Chu Ci's lips twitched, and she silently turned her head.
When Chu Ci finally came out of the convenience store, she was still holding a half-drunk bottle of juice in her hand.
It turns out that you shouldn’t try buns with strange flavors easily. I bought the pepper and numbing ones. If I had bought the mustard ones…
It feels similar to those weird soups and drinks I drank in a previous dimension.
Chu Ci thought so and stuck out her tongue again.
What the hell.
It was almost time and they were full. Chu Ci had no interest in the bright lights and feasting over there and held the bottle of drink in her hand.
The night wind was a little chilly, rustling the leaves. Chu Ci raised his hand to put on the black hat attached to his short-sleeved jacket, and walked towards the place where the original owner lived according to the direction he remembered.
After arriving at the place, opening the door and turning on the light, Chu Ci looked at the house in front of him.
This is an apartment in a relatively luxurious area, with three bedrooms and two living rooms, and the original owner lives alone.
It had just been moved in not long ago, so it was deserted and didn't seem to be very popular.
Chu Ci threw the half-drunk drink in his hand aside and looked at the schoolbag and the pile of books that the owner had casually placed aside not far away.
That pile of books was brought back from school by the original owner after he transferred here. None of them had been opened, and they didn't even have a name on them. Because they had been piled there for a month, they looked a little dusty.
Chu Ci walked over and flipped through the book casually. Looking at the content in the book that she had learned countless times, she blinked and threw the book aside.
Even if she wants to become a good person, it will take some time. Now she is a poor student and can't understand all this mess.
Chu Ci threw the books aside with peace of mind, slumped over on the sofa, took out his cell phone, and found the shooting game that the original owner liked the most.
Blinking his eyes, he started playing with great interest.
The next morning, in Class 1, Grade 3 of J City Middle School, the morning reading time had passed. Yue Ze sat in his seat and looked up from the book in front of him.
The pair of black eyes hidden behind the glasses were dim, with a hint of indifference and alienation, then he turned his head and glanced at an empty seat not far away.
The people who were originally sitting there have not arrived yet.
However, the students in the key class of Grade 3 have become quite accustomed to this matter. After all, this person has been transferred here for more than a month, and they have not seen her come to school many times.
He is a powerful and well-connected person in the family.
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