For Yi Siwei's social circle, Mouli is not completely uncurious.At school, it is easy to understand that his classmates like him very much, but the janitors and professors also like him very much, which is more puzzling.She had inquired about it from the senior sisters brought by the professor, and Yi Siwei even went to the professor's house for dinner.It is hard to imagine that the unsmiling old man actually cooks the kitchen himself and cooks Tom Yum Kung for the students.
Still on the boat, Yi Siwei was called by the uncle to help hold the steering wheel:
Mouli said, "You have so many friends."
"No?" With his back to her, he was operating the boat.The wind flattened the folds of the T-shirt, and the lines of the waist and shoulders were very clear. "It's just easier to deal with older uncles."
Is it because he couldn't live with his father when he was very young?
Mouli didn't say a word.No one likes to be analyzed, especially Yi Siwei.From the current impression, Yi Siwei's sense of boundaries is stronger than she imagined.
With their interest in each other, they became the relationship they are now.It seemed very simple, unimpeded, without any trouble, but her intuition told her that as long as she took a rash step forward, Yi Siwei would immediately back away.
When they arrived at the gravel stand on the shore, a few middle-aged men came, and they all knew Yi Siwei.They went out fishing early in the morning.
A few people cook and eat in a small oven with a charcoal fire.
The fisherman took a knife and cut open the fish.The stove was very low, and Yi Siwei knelt on one knee beside it to grill the fish.He was very skilled in his movements and had obviously done it many times.An elder handed a plate to Mo Wuli, and asked her with a smile: "You and Xiao Yi have a good time."
Mouli ate some fish and asparagus, and an aunt handed her honey mustard sauce, saying she made it herself.
Originally, Mouli didn't want to try it, but she couldn't resist the enthusiasm of others, so she dipped a little.She didn't expect it to be so delicious.
In retrospect, she may have been hungry at the time.
The aunt was very proud, and immediately picked up a lot for her.Mouli dipped the grilled fish into it, and accidentally ate too much, and she didn't know that the corner of her mouth was covered with lemon-yellow sauce.
Yi Siwei smiled at her with tweezers some distance away.Mouli didn't know what he wanted to say, and just stared at him questioningly.
Mouli ate in a folding chair.Yi Siwei was guarding the fish. He was supposed to wait for the food to be cooked, but he sneaked over and handed her a tissue from his pocket.
The uncle behind found out and immediately yelled, "Look at the fish! Don't burn it!"
So Yi Siwei had no choice but to move back.
Mouli took a tissue and looked in the mirror with her mobile phone, only to realize that her mouth was dirty.After wiping, she confirmed that her face was clean, but Mouli still pursed her lips subconsciously.
In the end, Yi Siwei sat next to Mouli.
A few uncles opened the wine, and Yi Siwei wanted to drive, so of course he couldn't drink.They wanted to pour it for Mouli again, but Mouli politely declined.
They had no choice but to put their firepower back on Yi Siwei: "Then Yi Siwei, drink it. We will drive the car back for you."
Yi Siwei pretended to go to the bathroom and escaped.
After he ran away, only Mouli was left sitting there.The rest of the people laughed, but Yi Siwei who had just run away ran back again.
"Are you going to the toilet too?" He asked bluntly, and then urged Mouli to get up.This time the two ran away hand in hand.
The restroom is in the rest area, and they walked for a long time.The water that comes out of the hand wash is a plastic hose.Mouli said, "Actually, you'll be fine if you drink a little."
"I don't want to drink, I hate alcohol," he said.
"Then you still go to the bar with them?"
"It doesn't have to be drinking." He turned around, and suddenly thought of something, "I was drunk once. You are here too."
She peeked at him calmly: "Huh?"
"It was the time you transferred money to me."
That's what Mouli and Yi Siwei mentioned. After a dinner party, Yi Siwei smoked at the door, and Mouli went to transfer the money to him.
"I was drunk that day. Aren't there waiting chairs in front of that store?" He said, "I fell asleep later, and dreamed that it was raining."
After sitting down, he unconsciously fell asleep.It was raining halfway, and when woke up, the ground was dry and there was no sign of rain in the sky.
It was their last day of summer vacation together.
Mouli is going back to the city where the university is located.Uncle asked Mo Xingyun to book a plane ticket for her, but Mo Xingyun complied without saying hello, so angry that Mo Wuli called him and said a few words of sarcasm coldly.
She bought the high-speed rail ticket to go back by herself.
After entering the sophomore year, there are freshmen coming, even if she is the monitor, Mo Wuli will not get involved in such troublesome things as welcoming new students.She directly sent a notice to the group, and also wrote down the rewards that the teacher could give, and whoever wanted to go would go.She's going to do it anyway.
The harassing text messages have stopped recently, which surprised her.This time he went back to his hometown for an unprecedented time, but nothing unexpected happened.
Yi Siwei and Mo Wuli did not hide their relationship, and everyone soon found out.
After class, Yi Siwei walked to her desk naturally, and helped with her backpack while looking at her mobile phone.The two talked in a low voice and walked out.There is no need to look at each other deliberately, and there is no need for physical contact such as holding hands or hugging shoulders, just walking together is enough.
Pan Duoran, who was in the distance, laughed and made a trumpet with his hands, shouting deliberately: "Beauty!"
Yi Siwei looked over, Mouli reacted a bit slower, he looked, and she turned back in the same direction.
Pan Duoran yelled "Why is this like this", and flew on a rampage, flying towards them.She joked with a smile: "What are you doing? Yi Siwei, what are you looking at? Are you a beauty?"
"No," he said, "I'm looking to see if it's Mouli."
"Where are you going? Eat? Drink? Go shopping?" Pan Duoran's eyes sparkled, "I'll go with you!"
As a result, Yi Siwei and Mo Wuli looked at her silently for a few seconds, and replied, "The library..."
On WeChat, Mouli received friend applications from several strangers in a row, and marked the name, college and major. She probably added it, after all, the other party came to know each other.It doesn't matter if you don't say hello.
She doesn't have Yi Siwei's habit of not managing the address book.You know, she joined him because of this.
It was just the beginning of school, and their class was going to the team building. The female classmate asked for his contact information by the artificial lake. He didn't even think about it, and directly gave the phone out.Later, he was hit by a cake and had to wash his face.Mouli retrieved his mobile phone from others, and walked to the bathroom unhurriedly.Before that, she added her friend with his account.
In the new grade, professional courses have been added.Half a month after the start of school, the experimental class of bureau solution started.There is more than one class in class, and everyone does not need to line up, and they all go to the anatomy building for class.
The students had made psychological preparations in advance for the real contact with the corpse, but they were still no match for the choking of formalin.
Most of the teachers have soaked it for a long time, and it didn't take long to pick it up, and the smell was strong.During the silent mourning, some boys shed physical tears, but it was difficult to wipe them off, so they could only let the irritating gas step on their faces.
Ten people worked together to dissect the same corpse.So many people, of course not everyone can get started.But the class is not only this time, if you have been lazy, your usual grades will definitely not be enough.
This is the first class, and there are still many people who want to shrink back.
Mouli and Yi Siwei are divided into different groups.There was a lack of dissection equipment on his side, and the teacher who led the class asked him to go to the next group to get it.
He came over to ask them if they had surgical scissors, and by the way, looked closely at their "general teacher".His voice was very dry, and it was a little hoarse after he lowered it down. He looked at the corpse without squinting, but his voice was asking Mouli: "Let's review together today?"
"Hmm." She also looked at the corpse, not him, and answered directly.
He got a response, pulled away, and went back with the surgical scissors.
They watched the teaching video together, and the teacher emphasized the process several times.Two boys from Mouli's group volunteered to be the chief surgeon.One of the parents is a doctor, so very confident.The others were happy to be at leisure, and Mouli didn't care, so they assigned other roles together.
It is the best to be able to hold the teaching materials and watch the school, and Mouli was successfully elected.
Whether it's luck or misfortune, the other chief surgeon in their group is Pan Duoran.Pan Duoran was still wearing a colorful sweater in his white coat, and he was crying when he first came on stage: "Today I have to wash my white coat again! I'm almost out of 84."
The classmate in the same dormitory next to her laughed at her: "Who told you to wash it once and use so much."
Cutting the skin was harder than planned. In the tug-of-war, the confidence of the chief surgeons was gradually consuming.By the end of the completion, everyone was basically bent over tired.However, this is just the beginning, the next step is to peel.It is very troublesome to peel the skin, there is more than one layer of fascia, and it is also laborious to remove the fat.
The boy who proposed to do it at first staggered and sat down on the ground suddenly.
Everyone around was startled.The teacher leading the class is still experienced. He rushed over through the crowd and immediately made a judgment: "Did you have low blood sugar? Didn't you eat breakfast? I've already said it..."
The teacher asked him to step aside and look around.Mo Wuli is the class monitor, so she looks familiar.The teacher said: "Squad leader, go and push it up. The three of them can't finish this way."
On the dissecting table was a newly opened corpse, Mouli frowned slightly.
However, the credits matter, one less time to finish.She still puts on the gloves.
Pan Duoran couldn't help feeling emotional: "It's so disgusting, is this still a human..."
She was full of reluctance, but she heard the voice of the girl next to her."It's just a lump of meat," Mouley said.
Larger instruments for the bones are lined up with smaller instruments for the rest of the body.Mouli didn't even take a deep breath, picked up the knife, and got to work.
The knowledge points are all in the book, but the actual operation is another matter.The work related to blood vessels needs to be extra cautious. Mouli is probably suitable for this. After she joined, the process suddenly became smooth.After removing the fascia and fat from the meat, the gloves were full of fat, and she just rubbed her greasy fingers.
The teacher who led the class patrolled over and watched for a long time. He couldn't help but lift his chin and praise this group for their fast progress, and joked, "Mouli, have you ever killed any animals at home? You don't look like a novice."
Everyone wore masks, and she couldn't be seen smiling.
The first class is over, and there are other classes after that.The students scattered to eat.
Mo Wuli looked back at Yi Siwei, wondering if she should wait for him.He also needs to help the teacher clean up the laboratory, and let her and Pan Duoran go first.
After dinner, Yi Siwei left the anatomy building.He took out the bluetooth headset and was about to put it on, when the phone rang suddenly. It was an elementary school classmate he had met during the holidays.
That time when he went out to buy things, he returned for a long time late for no reason. His classmates all dispersed, and he didn't explain it later.This time, they called to ask him to treat him again.
Yi Siwei knew that since he was a child, some people would always call him "Kaizi" behind his back.He just doesn't care.
He said: "What should I do? I have already started school."
The classmate on the other end of the phone is not bad, just lacking in heart: "Oh! Let's do it next time."
Yi Siwei was about to hang up, but the other party wentssip with him again: "Do you remember Lan Yiruo?"
Yi Siwei thought about it for a while: "The one in primary school?"
"Yes! Do you remember her boyfriend? The junior high school is in your class, what is his name, Wu Yuefan or Wu Yaofan... Didn't they go to Yucai in high school. Do you still have any impression?"
"Well. They are making up lessons at the same place as me."
The phone was connected to bluetooth, and Yi Siwei concentrated on finding songs in the playlist.
The person on the other end of the line said: "He died. In his senior year of high school."
The topic made him stop.After all, everyone has a life and can empathize with it.Death is no small matter.In memory, the acquaintances were once alive.
Yi Siwei said, "What's going on?"
"I heard...he was killed by a girl from the same school."
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