The second class teacher answered while collecting the papers: "That's it for this semester."
this semester……
It happened to be the time for Xunxun to leave Jincheng.
Also named Jiang.
Fu Qingshi was almost certain that Jiang Hexun was Xunxun!
He suddenly remembered that in the Academic Affairs Office just now, the teacher asked her to come back and fill out a form.
Is she still in the Academic Affairs Office now?
His eyes were scarlet, and he limped out of the classroom like crazy.
But now he needs the support of crutches to even walk, and he can't walk fast at all. He even bumped into the desk because of his eagerness, staggered and fell to the ground in a panic.
His right foot, which was in plaster, was in excruciating pain. The pain made him break out in a cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain and got up.
The class teacher of Class 2 exclaimed and came up to help him up. Li Hao, who was waiting for his exam outside, also rushed in.
Seeing the young man's red eyes, which were as bright as a dazzling knife, he was startled and asked, "Third Young Master?"
Fu Qingshi grabbed Li Hao's wrist with such force that even an adult man like Li Hao could not help but frown slightly in pain.
"Assistant Li, help me to the Academic Affairs Office.
No, you go over now and stop a girl named Jiang Hexun. I have something to talk to her about."
Li Hao nodded and immediately rushed to the Academic Affairs Office.
The distance between the office of the Academic Affairs Office and the examination classroom was not short, but not long either. It took him two minutes to get to the office. Director Yang was the only one inside.
He asked Director Yang and found out that the girl named Jiang Hexun had left half an hour ago.
When Li Hao called Fu Qing, he told him that the boy's voice was short of breath because he was walking in a hurry, "I understand, wait for me there."
Fu Qingshi spent a lot of effort and finally walked into the office dragging his aching right foot.
Director Yang found Jiang Hexun's photo from the school system on the computer, "This is Jiang Hexun, does Mr. Wei have something to do with her?"
The girl in the photo has a ponytail, her face is white and delicate, her eyes are moist and moving, she has a gentle and familiar smile, and she looks like she has passed away peacefully...
It’s Xunxun, it’s really Xunxun!
Because he was so surprised, the young man clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles were too hard, and his joints turned slightly white. He stared at the girl's photo with a dazed expression.
Seeing that his expression was not right, Director Yang quickly exited the school's file system with a meaningful look in his eyes.
"Do you know Classmate Wei and Classmate Jiang?"
"She and I used to be classmates."
Fu Qingshi lowered his voice and said, "Teacher, can you arrange for me to be in the same class as her?"
"I try my best."
Director Yang didn't agree immediately. He had to ask the principal.
The principal has always attached great importance to Jiang Hexun and asks her about her situation at school every other week.
Fu Qingshi asked again: "Teacher, can you tell me Jiang Hexun's address?"
He couldn't wait any longer. There was still more than a month left before school started, and he wanted to see Xunxun immediately.
Director Yang hesitated, "This..."
"Not available?"
Fu Qingshi raised his head to look at him with a hoarse voice.
"It's not inconvenient."
However, Jiang Hexun left the address of a distant relative of the principal's wife's mother's family, and the address was not in Yanjing, but in Xiangcheng.
For safety reasons, Director Yang did not tell him the address in the end.
He felt that the third young master who had just been brought back from the Wei family was in a bad mental state, so naturally he did not dare to give him the student's address casually.
Fu Qingshi had no choice but to give up and asked her about her current class and seat.
Before leaving school, he went to Jiang Hexun's class and found her location.
Her desk is still the same as before, the tabletop is clean, and the drawers are clean without a trace of dust.
Fu Qingshi sat on her seat, carefully touched the tabletop, then put his face against it and closed his eyes slightly.
He seemed to smell the scent of Xunxun, sweet and fruity...