A bunch of old acquaintances.
Some of them, Su Qingyu didn't even want to see fake ones.
There were at least thirty people in the party.
Crowded.
Streamers fluttered and balloons floated from the ceiling.
Five-color lights illuminate the living room, creating a lively party atmosphere.
The crowd gathered together, some dancing to the music and others enjoying the party food.
Everyone was talking, laughing, and drinking wine.
A few were still squatting by the trash can, vomiting.
He muttered: "Why is this wine so sour?"
[Take the Sightseeing Elevator] Rule 6.
[Beware of familiar faces, people you know from all over the world, they cannot both live in the building and take the elevator.
If you see them, do not accept their invitation and do not believe what they say. 】
The familiar faces Su Qingyu saw were most likely fakes.
Zhuang Xiaodie's eyes lit up when she saw Su Qingyu.
He ran over from the party first and held her hand.
While pulling her into the house, he said enthusiastically: "Yuyu, come here quickly, the party is about to start.
Someone just gave out red envelopes, and I grabbed several. If you are not here, I will share mine with you. "
Su Qingyu is always the most patient with Zhuang Xiaodie.
Although the one in front of her is a fake product, because she has the same face, when Su Qingyu talks to her, her tone is always gentler than to others: "I love you, by the way, what's going on here?"
Hearing the words "I love you", Youyou walked back and forth around Su Qingyu.
"It's fake, she's fake." Youyou was so jealous that she wanted to tear off the fake face in front of her and stick it on her own face.
The master said he loved her.
Youyou pouted, her master never said he loved her.
There's a fuss.
There's going to be a scene.
I got pinkeye.
Start going crazy now.
But Su Qingyu just rubbed Youyou's head and whispered in his ear, "Good boy, I know, please be quiet first." He calmed down again.
Do you think that verbal love is hypocritical?
He is at the red level, how can he be inferior to a fake?
The master must have him in his heart.
Zhuang Xiaodie glanced at Youyou and then looked away.
She said to Su Qingyu: "Yuyu, don't you remember?
Isn’t it a holiday? Our freshman class monitor organized this party and invited us to have a carnival together!
When you were in high school, there were a bunch of bastards who stared at you and bullied you. Our class monitor was pretty good. Although he wouldn't take the initiative to help, he would still say some fair words every time we sued the teacher.
Unfortunately, monitor Ma later transferred to another school.
After many years, he held this party and invited us old classmates to get together. "
Having said this, Zhuang Xiaodie paused, looked Su Qingyu up and down, and said, "You are not suitable for wearing tight clothes like this. I will find you two good-looking clothes to change into later."
"No, this is comfortable." Su Qingyu is not particular about clothes, as long as they are clean and comfortable.
"Then it's up to you." Zhuang Xiaodie held Su Qingyu's arm, "Monitor Ma is a very nice person, but it's a pity that he was only our classmate for one year and transferred to another school in the second year of high school."
Su Qingyu looked around: "There is no banquet in the world that lasts forever, and it is fate to meet again."
Some of the faces attending the party were familiar to Su Qingyu, but she couldn't name them.
Zhuang Xiaodie quietly pointed out several classmates at the party and told Su Qingyu that these people were the ones who bullied Su Qingyu back then. She had secretly added vinegar to the wine of those classmates.
Of course Su Qingyu remembered that after her parents had a car accident, her family's company was quickly acquired and most of her property was enforced. A group of people scolded her behind her back for having no parents. She was isolated for a long time, and the people around her My only friend is Zhuang Xiaodie.
Now that I think about it, what kind of business are her parents doing? What's the name of the company? Su Qingyu didn't know.
"Xiaodie, do you remember what business my parents are doing?"
"It's an ordinary small business. Let's do some investment or something. Don't think about these things. Come and dance." Zhuang Xiaodie pulled Su Qingyu towards the center of the dance floor.
The music was deafening and she couldn't concentrate.
In Su Qingyu's understanding, her parents were engaged in investment business, and she had no idea about the content of the business.
wrong!
Why is this understanding so vague?
Obviously she doesn't know what kind of business her parents are doing.
Why do we take it for granted that what our parents do is just an ordinary small business?
Before Su Qingyu traveled through time and entered the novel "Thriller Arrivals", she was an ordinary high school student with slightly better grades and not much different from her status in this world.
Think along this line of thinking...
"Yuyu, what are you thinking about?" Zhuang Xiaodie interrupted Su Qingyu's thoughts.
She put a blue drink into Su Qingyu's hand.
"Try this wine, it tastes great."
Su Qingyu frowned. She raised her head and realized a very serious thing, that is, her understanding of herself had been affected from the beginning.
That influence is subtle.
What happened to her body in the past should be very important, but in Su Qingyu's understanding, things like the identity of her parents, the changes in the company after her parents' car accident, the name of the company, other relatives and friends... she was only vague about everything. cognition.
It is understood that the love of parents, ordinary business, relatives and friends all left due to bankruptcy.
As for the details, Su Qingyu had none.
It's not that Su Qingyu is stupid enough not to think about these things.
But her cognition told her not to think about the details of these things.
Some perceptions cannot withstand scrutiny.
Just like before the strange recovery, Su Qingyu still had a seven-digit inheritance in hand, and was not so poor that he kept all his relatives and friends away.
And since she entered this book, Zhuang’s mother and her mother are friends, but she only found out not long ago.
Not scientific.
Just ask Zhuang Xiaodie about the situation in Su Qingyu's family and you will know everything.
But she never asked.
The two get along and rarely talk about the past.
This is simply not in line with Su Qingyu's character of pursuing the truth.
It's a cognitive error.
Let her regard some ridiculous and unexamined things as reasonable, so she did not investigate them.
In order to prevent her cognition from being interfered with again, Su Qingyu simply recorded the incident in a memo on her mobile phone and set an alarm to remind her.
When the copy came out about this matter, Su Qingyu went to ask Zhuang Xiaodie.
"Don't you drink? Then eat a candy."
Zhuang Xiaodie took out a candy and placed it in Su Qingyu's palm.
The candies are wrapped in plastic, beautiful and cute.
Zhuang Xiaodie smiled at Su Qingyu: "Sweet candies can make you forget a lot of worries."
"Thank you." Su Qingyu put the candy into his pocket.
Youyou bit her fingernail: "Master, do you like sweets?
There are a lot of Pocoyo here. "
Pocoyo took out a handful of similar candies from his pocket.
Su Qingyu remembers these candies.
"Is this candy the same as the one we bought from the two children outside the Red Apple Circus, near the Black Forest?"
"Yes, in my copy before, I gave the owner candy, but after the owner ate it, he spit it out. At that time, I was briefly sad."
That's because in the copy of [Red Apple Circus], Wu Xin told Su Qingyu that the candy was a weird favorite. If humans eat it, their cognition will be affected.
"You don't want to eat it?" Zhuang Xiaodie tilted her head and muttered, "You used to love this candy the most."
After speaking, Zhuang Xiaodie peeled off one and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Oh, I have a toothache. It must be a cavity." She slapped her mouth, "A cavity is a cavity. It hurts but also makes me happy. If I change my habit of eating sweets, I will die."
"If your tooth hurts, just eat less."
"Yuyu, you know, I can't control myself." Zhuang Xiaodie muttered, "It is written on the cigarette box that smoking is harmful to health, but a lot of people still smoke.
The same goes for eating sweets.
I know candy is bad for my teeth, but I can’t help it. "
"You suffer from toothache." Su Qingyu remembered that in the real world, Zhuang Xiaodie also had toothache.
If the pain continues, the tooth will have to be extracted.
When I go back, I have to remind Zhuang Xiaodie to go to the dentist for a follow-up consultation.
Shen Sinian and Luo Zixuan finished their dance.
Two people came over.
