The woman herself seemed to have no reaction to the milk spilled at her feet.

At that time, when Butong Sang raised his head and looked at each other, the woman immediately turned her face away, not wanting Kong Sang to see her appearance.

"Uh, I'm sorry." Kongsang stood up quickly.

The woman just shook her head and didn't intend to say anything.

Seeing this, Kong Sang felt a little troubled.

With such a burn on his face, it is normal for the other party to be silent.

If I asked something out of the blue, would it be...

At this time, Zhao Yuecheng came over, gently pulled Kong Sang's hand, and shook his head.

This is to tell yourself not to be impatient.

Kong Sang understood in his heart, smiled and apologized to the woman again and again, then sat next to her.

The two of them looked around while holding drinks.

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Perhaps because it was still early, apart from the staff, there were not many scattered guests in the hall at this time.

suddenly:

"Huh? You are here too?"

A familiar laugh came.

Looking up, it was the painter Wu Qian I met just now.

After Wu Qian walked in with a smile, she just walked to Kong Sang, but she noticed the woman with facial burns again.

Her smile didn't change at all, she had clearly seen the other person's ferocious face.

But she maintained her smile very naturally and turned her head to look in another direction.

There, sitting was a young man and woman, dressed in a European and American style.

"You are...Chen Hao and Xu Yaoyao." Wu Qian immediately stepped forward to say hello.

"Are you...Wu Qian?" Xu Yaoyao put down her selfie phone with a look of surprise.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people around him gathered, and they seemed to know each other before.

Kong Sang, who saw this scene in his eyes, also remembered the previous testimony of the person in the mirror.

After the cycle changed, the two people who had been killing each other for no reason seemed to start to get to know each other.

And judging from the information inside and outside their words, they... seem to be high school classmates?

high school……

Could it be...

After everyone exchanged greetings, Wu Qian took advantage of the situation and walked back.

"If you don't mind...can I sit with you?"

Before Kong Sang could speak, Wu Qian covered her mouth again and snickered:

"I'm sorry, because I have read a lot of pure love novels recently."

"The temperaments of you two...are indeed very good."

Kong Sang could clearly feel the raised veins on Zhao Yuecheng's forehead, and smiled with a twitching corner of his mouth, but agreed.

After all...according to the cycle, a murder will happen here soon.

This Wu Qian... seems to be a very special person.

So Kong Sang sat next to Zhao Yuecheng.

Wu Qian took the sandwich, sat down with a smile, and said:

"If I had known better, I should have come down with my paintbrush."

"I can paint a portrait of you two."

Seeing that Zhao Yuecheng's hands had begun to exert force slightly, Kong Sang coughed twice awkwardly and immediately changed the subject:

"What is that, Miss Wu Qian."

"I see...you seem to be familiar with them?"

Wu Qian nodded repeatedly and ate the sandwich with a smile:

"I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

"All my classmates from Class Three of high school came here."

Kong Sang’s eyebrows moved:

"Although I'm presumptuous, may I ask...the high school Miss Wu Qian attended..."

"Lanxi City's No. 1 High School." Wu Qian smiled and said, "We are all classmates in Class Three."

Seeing this, Kong Sang pointed at the woman who was burned by the fire:

"So...where is she?"

"Huh? Who are you talking about?" After Wu Qian looked in the direction of Kong Sang, she turned her head almost abruptly: "Isn't there no one there?"

Kong Sang was stunned.

No one?

So what did they see?

"But……"

Before Kong Sang finished speaking, she was interrupted by Wu Qian.

Wu Qian's smile became even brighter, but her eyes were fixed on Kong Sang:

"There...there's no one there..."

"There's really no one!"

Such a weird tone shocked Kongsang.

According to the method of confrontation that Class One of Three Years originally thought up, they would make up a non-existent classmate.

However, later on, after this non-existent classmate was forgotten, he lost control.

Could it be...that she is this woman?

Because Wu Qian's actions were obviously intentional.

suddenly:

"Bang!"

The sound of broken cups and saucers directly covered up the nursery rhymes and piano music playing in the restaurant.

After taking a closer look, they turned out to be the classmate couple who had taken a selfie just now.

Chen Hao stood up suddenly, with anger and ferocity on his face:

"What do you mean?"

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"What do you mean the person in the photo doesn't look like me!"

"You are so exaggerated about your beauty, do you still expect me to look exactly the same in real life?!"

Xu Yaoyao also stood up angrily and said angrily:

"wrong!"

"We have taken photos before and used makeup, but you are not like this!"

"Your appearance has changed!"

As she said that, Xu Yaoyao suddenly became nervous.

Her trembling hands directly grabbed the fork next to her, raised it as a demonstration, and showed a somewhat nervous smile:

"It's you!"

"The cursed classmate we haven't been able to find out in class three!"

"That fictional person is you, right?"

"You are not the Chen Hao I like at all!"

As soon as these words came out, some of the graduates from Class Three who had not originally planned to pay attention here also stopped what they were doing.

Kong Sang looked around and saw that their expressions became very gloomy.

There is fear, there is panic, there is caution, there is worry.
To be continued...