"Oh." Wu Yesang didn't care much about this. When he killed those people, he didn't consider the consequences. Death was just a matter of sooner or later.
He remembered something, stared at Lin Wannian eagerly, and mustered up the courage to ask: "Can I add you on QQ?"
Under Lin Wannian's gaze, he took out a keypad phone. The friction on the surface of the phone was about the same as Gu Zhanbei's. He couldn't control his expression after all, and twitched violently: "Sangsang, how did you get through these years?"
"I found the phone in a trash can. I can also eat a good meal from trash cans in the city occasionally." Wu Yesang answered calmly, thinking back to when he was on the run during the summer vacation. Fortunately, there were trash cans. He found bags of instant noodles and packaged starch sausages. Sometimes he could also find furniture and spatulas thrown away by others when they moved.
The time he ate fried rice was because he bought a lot of garbage he picked up, so he was being extravagant.
Lin Wannian thought he was miserable at this stage, but he didn't expect Sangsang to be even more miserable than him: "How did you get the tuition?"
When asked about this, Wu Yesang's tone became low: "My father's savings."
He took the money and paid in cash on the registration day, and he went to an Internet cafe to choose his courses.
"Where do you live now? The school dormitory?"
"No. To save dormitory fees, I now live in an unfinished building outside the city." Wu Yesang didn't intend to use this to make Lin Wannian feel sympathetic. He was telling the truth.
Lin Wannian listened with more complicated emotions. According to his observations over the past few days, the places with unfinished buildings are the outer ring roads far away from here: "It's inconvenient to go to class if you live so far away. Why don't you squeeze in with me and sleep there?"
After all, Sangsang is not a stranger, but an old acquaintance.
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