Su Xiaobei, an ordinary freshman.
It was so ordinary—she could close her eyes and hear the thoughts of everyone within a ten-meter radius. It was delivered by touching the switch, and it cannot be returned.
Listen to the teacher's teaching ideas in class, listen to the aunt's warning about leftovers when eating, and even when you go to the toilet, you can hear the neighbor thinking "paper, paper, paper, paper". In her eighteen years of life, she has lived like a human voice recorder, and the barrage in her head has never stopped.
Until she met Gu Yanshen in the library.
The aloof Bingshan recognized by the whole school, a legend in the School of Computer Science, stood there with a famous painting that was forbidden to be touched.
Su Xiaobei closed his eyes——
Nothing can be read.
It's not that there is no voice, it's that there is no voice but there is nothing. That quiet quality is like getting into a sun-bathed bed in winter, warm, safe, and so luxurious that it makes you want to cry.
He was the first "black hole of the soul" she had encountered in eighteen years.
Su Xiaobei was ecstatic in his heart: I want to settle on this person! Not because I like it, but because he is my only silencer!
Well, maybe a little bit too.
But when he handed her the eye drops, he said "your eyes are sick"; he didn't speak the whole time when he sent her back to the dormitory; he told cold jokes "I am a cold-blooded animal" with an expressionless face... What on earth was this person thinking? ! It's so annoying that I can't read it!
When the best "humanoid voice recorder" in the school encounters the only "black hole in the soul" that cannot be read - this love depends entirely on guessing.
From "Stay away from me" to "Please post a post", Bingshan Ba's road to true fragrance has officially started.
Su Xiaobei's Daily Life: Mind Reading Club
