Unlike Rong Yan, as long as he wanted to, he could completely isolate himself from all the members of the opposite sex. Everything depended on his preferences, and unlike the Tang dynasty, where there were many men in the gang, he could avoid the members of the opposite sex.
He felt that everyone would have a different view of things... nothing was absolute in the world.
Moreover, he really didn’t think that as a friend, there would be any problems if he cared about it.
When he returned to the apartment, he called Wu Xuewei as usual. It was still the cold and mechanical female voice. After hesitating for a moment, he still sent her a text message. Even though the topic would always revolve around her studies and body.., but other than these two exhortations, he thought that she wouldn’t be willing to read anything else.
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Wu Xuewei spent two weeks to calm herself down. She was no longer like the first week where she was like a lunatic who only knew how to cry other than crying.
