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Shen Junyi seemed to have spent a lot of effort to send me to this university, no matter what aspect it was, I could tell that this place definitely wouldn't trouble me. I didn't even need to live in the dorms by myself, and there was a foreign nanny called An Nuo.

The dormitory wasn't far from where I was going to attend class. It wasn't until later that I realized that this wasn't a dormitory at all, but a private residence for the staff, leaving me empty-handed as a student.

I can't say that I'm a student who used family connections to live in a teacher's apartment, and that's what they hate most abroad, and that's all I can do.

Knowing that I have to get this diploma, though God knows how broken I am right now, what exactly is it?

There was only one person who recognized me in this school, and that was the professor in this school. Even though he knew me, he didn't know my true identity, and at most only knew that I was someone that Shen Junyi had arranged to be here.

Professor Smith's attitude towards me has always been cold. Other than telling me what to do and where to go to class, he wouldn't spend too much time disturbing my life. I seemed to slowly accept everything.

It was the only thing I could do to spend all my time studying. No one else could help me with any of the other exams except for the admissions office. Even if I had just passed the test, I felt very satisfied.

It was probably the first time in more than twenty years that I had felt like I was living for myself, not for the pleasure of others, but for myself.

Hugging a thick book of extracurricular reading, shuttling through the corners of the campus, big and small, just to find a quiet place to read, to find a place with a big tree to enjoy the cool.

"Hey girl, are you going to read alone? "Why don't you go to the library?" a big boy with black skin asked.

I admit I'm still a little face-blind, whether I'm a classmate or not, but in this foreign school, I don't recognize the names of any of my classmates.

Of course, I didn't think it was such a coincidence. He only called me because he recognized me.

I can only tell who my classmates are by their color, and those are just my alumni.

"The library is out of seats." I could only say in a friendly manner.

Maintaining an absolute low profile on campus is my style. Even if I were to become a top student, attracting different people into my life, no matter what it is, I can't reject these ideas.

The black friend sat down next to me, without saying anything. He glanced at the book I was holding, then started talking about how he felt when he read the book, I don't know if he actually read it or not, but after listening to him speak fluent English, I began to envy their native pride. Unlike me, I often used an English translation dictionary, so I wasn't afraid of being laughed at.

Initially, I only wanted to find a quiet place to rest, but it seemed that once I left, I would not be able to calm down.

I can't turn my back on my new life, and I can't turn my back on people who want to know me.

"Ai Lisi, what are you doing?" Hearing someone call out my name, Ai Lisi immediately became quiet. Yu, when I turned around, I saw my classmate, a Chinese like me, studying business management.

I didn't expect that there would be such a tall and handsome boy beside her. I subconsciously stood up and called out to her, "Mo Li."

She smiled at the black friend sitting beside me and asked, "Is this your new boyfriend?"

I immediately denied it, saying that it was just a friend.

Actually, I don't understand why when there is someone else by my side, as long as it is a man, it would cause many people to misunderstand. Even if I explained it now, she would only smile at me and not say anything.

Thus, over time, I didn't intend to say anything to her, much less explain myself.

I immediately looked at my black friend and said smilingly, "I have to go now. We'll talk later."

Molly's appearance was a perfect opportunity for me to leave this talkative black friend of mine. I enjoyed listening to his fluent English, but he kept talking, and I couldn't get a word in.

Maybe that's the way they talk to girls. He's just talking, and I'm just listening.

"He looks like a nice boy, don't you like that?" Molly asked.

I could only smile. "I don't like foreigners. Cultural differences, I guess."

Mo Li seemed to agree with me and nodded. "I seem to think so too. I've been living abroad for a long time and always feel a little homesick. Do you want to go back for Christmas?"

Christmas, shall I go back?

I don't know how to answer this question. If I go back, where can I go? To continue pretending to be Shen Junyi's adopted daughter, or to return to "the human world" to see the Red Aunt and Uncle Long? Otherwise, he would also go and see Yu Xian and her child.

But I know, I won't go, if I go back, it will only disturb their peaceful life.

I shook my head and said to Molly, "Our family only has Christmas. I would like to write two more papers with the professor during the holidays."

By now everyone in school knew I was a straight-A student, and no one thought it was okay to spend my vacation with the professor writing his thesis, because I never mentioned my family.

Every holiday, I feel very lonely, this loneliness is not because I am abroad, but because there is no one to rely on.

I don't know how much time has passed since then, but it seems that I was born to be like this.

Even Molly, my only good friend from the university, went home. It was the same for the children who went out to study. Although it was only Christmas, but New Year's Day and New Year's Eve, I didn't even have a phone call on days like these.