Yan Xixian hesitated slightly, thinking that she might as well stay. After all, this was the first time he asked her for leave. However, after standing in front of the bed for a while, she saw him leaning inside, as if he had fallen asleep again.
Hengxin, turned around and left.
I rushed to the classroom and it was already overcrowded.
She habitually walked to the back seat where she usually sat. When she got closer, she saw a boy wearing black glasses standing next to that seat. He was about to sit down as soon as his schoolbag was spread out. A boy sitting behind him immediately hurriedly
Stand up, "Don't...classmate, there is someone in this seat..."
Black Glasses was very unhappy: "Isn't this empty? Where is there anyone?"
The boy hurriedly picked up a book and put it on the table: "Someone...someone...just went to the toilet and will be here soon..."
Black Glasses looked around suspiciously. Because he arrived late, there were no seats around, and only some people were still standing in the aisle in the last row. He had no choice but to go to the end in frustration.
It was the first time that Yan Xixi came so late. When she passed that seat, she felt a little regretful. It seemed that she had to stand for a long time today. As she was about to pass by, the boy suddenly pulled her schoolbag and immediately let go.
His face turned red and he stammered: "Classmate, your seat... you sit here..."
Yan Xixi was a little surprised, but she sat down and turned around to thank her generously. At this time, the teacher had already come in.
Throughout the class, the boy in the back seat didn't hear clearly what the teacher was saying. He just stared at the girl in the front row. She had black hair and a snow-white neck, and she was immersed in writing notes from time to time.
He has been attending this class once a week for half a year. Almost from the first day when he spotted the girl in the front row, he has never stopped taking this class. He comes very early every time and sits behind her every time.
Because of this, he saw her neck as a painting.
He found out that her name was Yan Xixi, but he had never said a word to her or made an excuse to strike up a conversation, because every time she came and went in a hurry, he never saw her talking to any other classmates.
Finally, it was time for get out of class to end, and students poured out of the large classroom like a tide. Yan Xixi, lagging behind, slowly took a look at today's notes.
This is her habit. After class every day, she will spend a few minutes sorting out the key points of the day's notes and carefully reviewing and recalling them. This kind of learning effect is much better than reviewing afterward.
"Classmate Yan...I...I..."
She raised her head and saw the boy who had reserved a seat for her, and smiled slightly: "Thank you."
The boy was of medium height and very strong. He smiled in a naive manner and scratched his scalp: "My name is Li Zhen. I have been studying for the second year..."
What's a second-year graduate student doing here to listen to this class? They don't need it.
But Yan Xixi didn't have any curiosity about this. She had already packed her schoolbag and stood up, nodding slightly: "Goodbye."
The boy chased after him: "Yan Xixi..."
She turned back: "Do you have anything else?"
Li Zhen mustered up the courage: "You are about to graduate. Can you leave me a phone number? I'm afraid I won't be able to find you again... This is my phone number. Take it. You can call me anytime if you need anything.
I……"
Yan Xixi took a closer look at him at this moment. The boy's face was red, his eyes were innocent and very sincere.
She suddenly thought of Huang Xiaojue, her heart darkened, she turned around and left without answering him.
