"Two sisters, you are back, then our unfinished game will begin." Murong Lijia stood there, her eyes still staring at the two sisters as they left.
Their game started 7 years ago. Finally, 7 years later, when she waited for them to come back, the game would continue.
Just then, the class bell rang.
Murong Lijia left the two sisters' seats and walked towards her own seat.
"Jiajia, it seems that school will become more fun this time because of these two sisters?" Sikong Yingting looked at Murong Lijia with a cynical look and said.
"You don't know this yet? You won't know until you play." Murong smiled lightly.
The teacher walked in from outside the classroom door, put down the book, and saw that the seats at the three tables were empty. She frowned, said nothing, and started talking to herself.
Murong Lijia kept looking at Huangfu Yanhao's seat, sometimes looking at the door of the classroom, sometimes looking at her seat.
But they all came back disappointed.
"I just came back to school. It's the first day of school and I'm not in the classroom. Huangfu Yanhao, do you really dislike coming to the classroom so much?" Murong Lijia felt very lost and looked very depressed.
"If you miss your husband then, why don't you go out and look for him? He looks so absent-minded." Sikong Yingting said with contempt for Murong Lijia.
"What did you say?"
"Are you talking about you? You look absent-minded. If you really miss him that much, go out and look for him." Sikong Yingting said calmly.
"No...no, class is on." Murong Lijia's cheeks turned a little red.