As soon as Jiang Xin left, the rest of the classmates looked at the slender back of the class leader, and they didn't even have the right eyes, chasing Jiang Xin's back and leaving one by one.

One, two, seven, ten, twenty, thirty-six.

In the end, in less than a minute, the entire ninth class was empty.

In school, this is the first time in the world, the teacher is still standing in the classroom, but the students are gone, and there is no one left.

The students in the last row, when they left, passed by the spread out textbooks on the ground that no one cared about at will, and they couldn't bear it, so they bent down and picked it up, patted the dust, and suddenly froze.

I saw that on the title page of the political book of philosophical life, there were two beautiful little letters with an atmospheric pen, not Han Yi, but Jiang Xin.

That is, Jiang Xin's textbook.

At this moment, the details that had just been casually ignored in my mind suddenly became clear.

He sat in the last row, near the penultimate row, and before the accident happened, he clearly heard two discordant voices.

There was a heavy thud of textbooks smashing from the desk to the floor.

One is a softer sound, the sound of a textbook on the desk.

After hearing the first sound, when he looked up from the test paper, he felt a flash of army-green shadow quickly flickering in front of him, and he was so exhausted that he didn't think much about it at all......

So, from this point of view, the truth is that the class leader suddenly lost his temper, and Han Yi gave her his textbook to cover her, and even, did negative things for her that offended the teacher?

……

After Jiang Xin went out, he quickly went downstairs, but Han Yi's shadow was lost in his field of vision.

The campus, which had been out of school for a long time, was empty, and only occasionally one or two boarding students walked by.

Standing in the large open space in front of the teaching building, feeling the scorching temperature gradually appearing in the evening of May, Jiang Xin's heart was getting colder and colder.

Han Yi seemed to really ignore her this time.

The mobile phone in his pocket buzzed, and Jiang Xin immediately took it out to see.

But it was a WeChat message from Jiang Lin, asking her why she hadn't gone back to eat yet.

After staring at the message for a while, Jiang Xin replied and told her younger brother that she would not go back to eat.

After sending it, Jiang Xin put the phone back in his pocket, stood there and looked at the tip of his shoe for a few seconds with no expression, and laughed self-deprecatingly.

Jiang Xin was about to go back to the classroom, but turned around and almost bumped into someone.

Brewing extremely unhappy emotions, Jiang Xin frowned and looked at the man, but lost all emotions the moment his eyes touched it.

Han Yi stuck in his pocket, standing less than two steps behind her without saying a word, his black eyes were warm and cold, staring straight at her face.

Jiang Xin reacted for two seconds, ignoring that this was outside, and there would be classmates and teachers passing by at any time, he walked over and crashed into his arms, his fingers grabbed his waist tightly, buried his whole face in his chest, and obsessively sniffed the reassuring smell of grass on his body.

Han Yi, "......"

In the past few days, paying attention to her appearance of eating together in class and after school every day, Han Yi has accumulated a fire in her heart.

Before this fire could erupt, it was hit by her soft body, as if something had slammed into her heart through the flesh, and the fire was torn apart, and there was no longer raw power.

After returning from Vienna, the beloved girl took the initiative to hug him and rely on him for the first time, Han Yi was in a trance for a few seconds, and in a moment he noticed the curious peeps of passers-by.