Garden of Time and Space

Chapter 27 The Forgotten Past

She thought about it, walked over, and tentatively called, "Sister."

Sure enough, the girl raised her head and looked at Xie Jiao.

Xie Jiao found a random reason, "Well, I'm a freshman in the medical school this year, and my boyfriend is a senior in our business school." Speaking of this, Xie Jiao showed a sad expression, "He chased after me." I have been with me for a while, but after the two of us confirmed our relationship the day before yesterday, he suddenly disappeared, and he refused to answer the phone call, and I couldn’t find him, so senior sister, can you give me a copy of your senior year? Is it your timetable?"

Xie Jiao quickly recalled all the information she knew about Wu Nuan. Although Wu Nuan did not pass her QQ friend application, her QQ space was not protected. Xie Jiao clicked in and read all her logs and friend messages , it is basically certain that Wu Nuan is in class 3 of the Department of Economics and Management.

Xie Jiao added, "He is from the third class of the Department of Economics and Management." Seeing that the girl was still a little hesitant, Xie Jiao assured: "Sister, don't worry, I won't tell anyone, I don't want to pester him, I just want to ask him face to face Ask him what he means, and I will never trouble you."

After speaking, Xie Jiao handed over her student ID card to the girl.

The girl saw that Xie Jiao had a student ID card, looked at Xie Jiao again, saw that her eyes were red, and told her kindly, "In the future, you must inquire about finding a boyfriend, and don't be fooled by a scumbag again."

While reminding Xie Jiao, the senior sister manually entered a URL, opened the school intranet system, found the business school, entered a series of account passwords for the teacher version, found the class schedule of Class [-] of the Department of Economics and Management, and printed it out for Xie Jiao. one serving.

After leaving the office, Xie Jiao couldn't wait to check today's class schedule.

Wu Nuan has a class for this class, which happens to be on the second floor of this building.

Xie Jiao immediately went to the 2nd floor and found Wu Nuan's class. She looked at the time, and after all the trouble just now, the first class is still 3 minutes away.

Xie Jiao took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions just now, and quietly waited for the 3 minutes to pass.

It was not as long as imagined, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the door of Wu Nuan's class was pushed open, Xie Jiao immediately lifted her spirits, staring intently at the students who came out one after another.

After four or five boys came out, only girls came out, but there was no Wu Nuan. After that, no one came out again. Just when Xie Jiao was going to the door to find someone to call Wu Nuan for help, three girls came out of the classroom .

The one on the left happens to be Wu Nuan.

Xie Jiao's eyes lit up, and she immediately greeted her, "Sister, can I say a few words to you, last time I..."

Seeing Xie Jiao, Wu Nuan's face that was still joking with her companion just now turned cold, she interrupted Xie Jiao, "Don't come to me again, I don't know where you got my phone number from, but don't Come to me again. If you keep going on like this, I'm going to find your counselor."

After finishing speaking, she took her companion and walked away quickly.

Seeing Wu Nuan eager to get rid of her back, Xie Jiao was suddenly at a loss.

Obviously, she would be even more disgusted if she chased after her, not to mention what happened afterwards.

Do not chase?When will she know Wu Nuan?Why are things stuck here.

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In the next few days, there was still no progress in Wu Nuan's affairs, but the school started art week activities again.This is undoubtedly making matters worse, because almost all freshmen are dragged to do coolies or participate in programs. The control is stricter than that of class, and it takes half a month to be busy.

Xie Jiao didn't want to participate at all, but she couldn't escape.

She kept thinking about the reasons for the refusal, but when she saw the first cospaly link in the art week schedule, she stopped.

She recalled her freshman year, a past that she had almost forgotten.

(End of this chapter)