In the class before dinner, Zhao Pengcheng and I arrived at school. The Chinese teacher was teaching in the classroom. In the slightly dark classroom, everyone looked drowsy.

"Are we still going in?"

Zhao Pengcheng glanced through the window on the door and asked me. I didn't say anything and pushed open the classroom door.

"Report."

"Please come in."

Several classmates were so sleepy that I scared them away. The Chinese teacher looked around at the students below, then lowered his head and continued to look at the textbooks on the desk.

Zhao Pengcheng reluctantly followed me in. Wang Ziyi secretly poked my arm and handed me a note from below.

"Why are you here with Zhao Pengcheng?"

"We met by chance at the door."

"It's that simple?"

I opened the note again, looked at it, and wrote in the blank space: "Is there anything else you want to do?"

"Hey, you are so boring!"

The Chinese teacher threw a piece of chalk and hit Wang Ziyi on the forehead. She let out a soft cry of pain and lowered her head angrily.

For the rest of the time, Wang Ziyi'an was very calm, with her head lowered and not saying a word. I glanced at her desktop and saw that she was reading a novel.

"Lv Yihan, Lu Yihan is outside the door!"

I don't know who suddenly said such a sentence, and everyone in the class turned their heads and looked outside the door. The classroom door has been open since I came in, and I could see clearly outside.

I took a look outside, picked up the pen and started drawing randomly on the notebook, one stroke after another, and soon there were clusters of black handwriting on the notebook.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Huh? What did you say?"

Wang Ziyi pointed to my notebook and said, "Every time you get irritable, you like to doodle in the notebook."

I lowered my eyes and continued drawing: "It's okay, it's just that I haven't drawn in a long time and my hands are itchy."

"What is he doing standing at the door of our classroom?"

"Who knows, maybe he's here to see Lu Ziran."

"Jingle Bell……"

As soon as they heard the bell ringing for the end of get out of class, the students in the class couldn't hold back any longer. Zhao Pengcheng, who looked drowsy just now, also raised his eyes and looked out the door.

"Is that person here again?"

Wang Ziyi heard what he said, turned around and asked Zhao Pengcheng: "Why is that person here again?"

"That's it." Zhao Pengcheng pointed nonchalantly at Lu Yihan standing at the door, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Have you met him?"

"Yes, that's right..."

I was afraid that Zhao Pengcheng would tell what happened in the hospital this afternoon, so I hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, the teacher is still here!"

"Students, let's get out of class."

"Nono, the teacher is out of class?"

"Just now, I was looking at you just now..."

I don’t know how Wang Ziyi feels about Lu Yihan now. I can’t let her know what happened this afternoon. If she finds out, I don’t know how to explain it...

"Nono, let's go!"

"I...wait a moment, I'm looking for something!"

I lowered my head in panic, not wanting Lu Yihan to see me. I was tinkering with the table with both hands, rummaging around aimlessly for things. I was just stalling for time.

"Zhao Xiaonuo! Come out!"

As soon as I heard Lu Yihan call my name, my back suddenly stiffened, my arms stopped, and my head was buried under the table, not daring to move.
Chapter completed!