Love Diary novel Chapter 15

In the student union meeting room.

"…… Vincent, the director of the communication community, and Cassie, the director of the novel community, had already read the plan of merging the novel and the novel. The school wanted to maintain the independence of the two communities. However, some of the work of these two communities might be repeated by both sides, which would cause a waste of resources in all aspects. Therefore, the student union decided that these two communities still existed in an independent form, but they could share human resources and information resources in the form of cooperation. Do you two have any objection to this decision? " After saying that, Carl closed the folder and looked questioningly at the direction of Cassie and Vincent.

In fact, nominally independent and in form, it was the result of merging. Naturally, the communication community and the novel community had no objection. So the two shook their heads and said, "No."

"Well, if there is nothing else, today's meeting is over." Carl announced, "Please stay here, Clare. The meeting is over. Then other people could leave"

People who were not called to stay stood up one after another and walked out of the meeting room.

After they all left, Carl stood up, took out a document from the folder, walked to Clare and handed it to her. He said in a businesslike tone, "This is the theme of the report of the next student union. You will preside over the next meeting of the student union. Get ready. "

"Oh. Okay. " Clare took it and nodded obediently.

Without saying anything else, Carl turned around and went back to his seat to sort out the things on the table.

"Carl." Putting down the documents in her hands, Clare walked to Carl, put her hands on the table, raised her head slightly and looked at his good-looking side face. She asked seriously, "Do you hate me?"

It was probably the first time that Carl had been asked such a question. A trace of surprise flashed across his usual calm face. Although it was only for a moment, it was still captured by Clare.

Well, very good. Clare nodded with satisfaction in her heart. This reaction at least proved that Carl didn't hate her.

Pointing at the documents that Clare had put on the previous seat, Carl said, "if you have time to ask such a boring question, why don't you think about how to write the theme book of the next meeting?"

Clare understood his words carefully, and then asked with her eyes shining, "Are you suggesting that I can ask you if there is anything I don't understand?"

"……"

Carl didn't say anything but gave her a meaningful look. Then he picked up the things that had been sorted out on the table and opened the door.

Clare stood still in a daze.

Just now

She seemed to see the corners of Carl's mouth twitch.

Was he smiling just now?

…… Was it her illusion?

With mixed feelings, Clare picked up the documents on the table and walked towards the door.

When she walked to the door, the feeling of foreign matter under her feet made Clare stop. She moved her feet and looked at the ground.

——The key to Carl's cool mountain bike was lying there alone.

Clare bent down and picked it up. She took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped the stains on it. While wiping, she muttered to herself, "Poor key. Your master has forgotten you here, but you can rest assured that I will let you come back to him soon."

After wiping the key, she put it into her pocket, walked out of the meeting room briskly and walked towards the principal's office. After the student union meeting, Carl usually went to the principal's office to report his work.

Carl wasn't in the principal's office. Where did he go?

Walking out of the principal's office, Clare walked on the school road while turning the key buckle casually.

When she passed by the woods of the west campus, the sound from the woods attracted her attention and successfully stopped her.

The voice It sounded familiar.

She followed the voice curiously. Two familiar figures in the forest made her stunned.

It was Carl, and

Fiona?

"Carl, the host of the student union meeting next week is supposed to be me, isn't it? Why did you give it to Clare first? " Fiona looked at Carl unhappily.

"I have my way of doing things. There is no need to explain anything to you." Carl replied coldly.

"Way of doing things?" Fiona said discontentedly, "Carl, we are both vice presidents. Don't you think you are too partial to Clare?"

"Whatever you think." After saying that, Carl turned around and left.

"Carl Yang!" Fiona stood still, exasperated, and reached out to pull off the leaves on the branch beside her.

Entering the parking lot, Carl touched his pocket and was stunned.

The key was missing.