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Chapter 68

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So that was how it was …

The string in his heart loosened inexplicably.

The other side sent another message — —

Shen Yan: I'm also having dinner there tonight.

Considering that you have no money,

Let's settle it together.

Considering that you have no money …

You have no money …

No money …

Money …

Chu Nuan, who had not gotten used to being poor, was embarrassed by this sentence.

Therefore, he did not reply to the message immediately.

Another word popped up in the dialog box.

Shen Yan: Asleep?

Chu Nuan did not hesitate this time. 'Not yet …'

In the end, he sent another message: How do you know I have no money?

Shen Yan: You did.

… It seemed like he really did say that. He was the one who topped up her meal card.

The more Chu Nuan thought about it, the more embarrassed he became. "Then how did you know that I'm treating tonight?"

Shen Yan: You won an award.

That was indeed the logic. It was a gathering of four people in the dormitory. Naturally, the person with good news was treating.

So … he just happened to see her eating there tonight.

He guessed that she was the one treating, and at the same time, he knew that she didn't have any money, so he paid the bill?

Isn't his thinking too meticulous?!

Chu Nuan admired him and typed a string of words in a daze, "I have to thank you again …"

Shen Yan: Put it on the account first.

Sheesh … I thought he would say 'you're welcome' like before.

The corners of Chu Nuan's lips curled up slightly.

Her eyebrows curved slightly: I'm going to sleep. You should rest early too. Good night.

The person on the other side quickly replied with a 'good night'.

Chu Nuan finally felt sleepy.



At the same time, in the male dormitory of the Architecture Department.

When Chen Shu came back from the bathroom, he found that Shen Yan had not put down her phone.

He teased, "It's not your style to look at your phone the moment you come back from the stadium. Is there a situation? "

Shen Yan's expression did not change. "What should my style be?"

"Uh …" Chen Shu was at a loss for words. He tilted his head and scratched the back of his head.

"In any case, you wouldn't look at your phone as soon as you entered the dormitory."

That's because there wasn't much to see before. Shen Yan didn't respond.

She picked up the towel and went into the bathroom.

Chen Shu: "… Hey, why did you bring your phone with you in the shower?"

"Time."

"…" What kind of freaking timing was that?

·

The next day was Saturday, the first day of June.

It was the day when Chu Nuan received his living expenses.

Thinking of the fact that he was about to be freed from poverty,

Chu Nuan was so happy that he didn't even want to sleep.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he excitedly checked his bank account.

In the end …

600?

600!

Her monthly allowance was only 600 yuan!

Chu Nuan suspected that he was still in a daze and had missed a zero.

He sat in a daze for a long time.

She sent a video chat request to her mother.

The other side rejected him instantly.

Chu Nuan was speechless.

Send it again.

Yet another instant rejection.

On the third time,

The other side finally picked up, but the person who appeared on the screen was her father.

Comrade Little Chu and Comrade Lao Chu, who shared the same fate, looked at each other through the screen and sighed silently. Then they started the following dialogue:

Comrade Little Chu: "Dad, where's my mom?"

Comrade Lao Chu: "Daughter, why are you only thinking about your mom?"

"…" Comrade Little Chu: "Dad, I miss you too … Where's my mom?"

"…" Comrade Lao Chu was very hurt.

Comrade Little Chu: "Sigh, forget it. My mom won't even accept the video call. She definitely won't increase my living expenses. "

Comrade Lao Chu: "You're right."

Comrade Little Chu: "Dad, aren't you a famous painter? Why don't you draw a painting for me? I'll sell it and split the money with you? "

The corners of Comrade Lao Chu's mouth twitched when he heard this. "Daughter, I've already passed on my talent to you. You can draw one yourself and sell it."

"…" With her drawing skills … no one would buy an expression pack she drew!

Chu Nuan wanted to persuade him again, but her father had already hung up the video call. He didn't even say goodbye.

"…"

What happened to a father's love?

Chu Nuan looked at the pitiful balance in her bank card. When she thought of the 1,000 yuan she owed Shen Yan, she couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Ah, ah, ah, these days are too difficult.

Fortunately, Shen Yan didn't urge her to return the money.

She would save the 600 yuan first. When her living expenses came next month, she would put it together and return it.

After failing to get out of poverty, Chu Nuan was very sad. After eating breakfast, she curled up in front of her desk and was very depressed.

Qian Xiaomi passed by her and asked, "When are you going to the gym?"

Gym?

Chu Nuan was stunned. Then she remembered the waistline on her abdomen and realized that she might have been a fitness expert before she lost her memory. She suddenly felt that life was even more difficult.

She tried to squeeze out a calm smile. "I'm off today."

"Off …" Qian Xiaomi looked disappointed. "I heard that Shen Yan goes to the gym every Saturday morning. I wanted to follow you to see the handsome guys."

Shen Yan also had the habit of going to the gym?

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