The third class of the second year of Shiguang High School

The bell for the early morning class has not yet sounded, the class is noisy, everyone is talking about some things, and there are always many topics to talk about in adolescence, even in this legendary school.

In the back row of the classroom, Luo Xichen took out the books he needed for class from his schoolbag, and before he could put them down on the table, he was preempted by the hand that came from behind him.

"Hey!" Luo Xichen turned around angrily and looked at the book that belonged to himself that Lu Zi'an, who had just sat in the seat and didn't even have time to put away his schoolbag, grabbed in his hand.

"Students should help each other, Luo Xichen, don't be so angry early in the morning." Lu Zi'an sat down in his seat with a smile, took out his homework book and put it on the table, and placed it on the left and right with Luo Xichen's homework book, obviously to make a trick that students often play.

Copy homework!

"I said, classmate Lu Zi'an, don't you never hand in your homework, what's the matter, the sun came out in the west today? Do you know how to copy homework? Luo Xichen teased.

This guy usually doesn't care about anything and is not afraid of anything, and the teachers are used to it, so they simply chose to ignore it, what class to sleep, late arrival and early departure, no homework, and the white paper of the exam has long been accustomed to it, and suddenly I know that I have copied a homework, and I don't know what is wrong.

"No, no, Luo Xichen, learning is the ladder of human progress, I didn't copy homework before because there was nothing to learn from, it's different if you come, the first homework in the whole school still has the meaning of learning." Lu Zian opened the two homework books on the desk without raising his head, copying them randomly, and he didn't know if he was really writing.

Luo Xichen was speechless for a while, looking at the other party's dead face, he was angry, but he was helpless, this guy was a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and he couldn't help but look at Lu Zi'an and sighed deeply, and turned around resignedly, but at the moment he turned around, he inadvertently met another pair of eyes full of deep meaning.

Nangong Min's eyes met her in the air, and with only one face, Luo Xichen looked away, as if he didn't notice the other party's gaze at all, and continued to pack up the things on the desk as usual.

Nangong Min looked at Luo Xichen's back, but the color in his eyes became deeper and deeper, he slowly stretched out his hand on the desk, holding a transparent plastic box in his hand, the size of the box was just enough to fit into his desk, which was full of all kinds of oral medicines, everything......

Nangong Min felt that there were three lines on his forehead, okay, yesterday the medicine box was full of all kinds of external wound medicine and gauze, and today this box is full of internal wound medicine......

Obviously, I was completely treated by someone as a sick person who couldn't take care of himself......

Nangong Min looked at Luo Xichen's casual back, sighed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously overflowed with an imperceptible smile......

"What's wrong? You didn't have anything to do yesterday, did you? Kim Nam-hoon walked in from outside the classroom door, stood still in front of Nam Gong-min's desk, and asked worriedly.

Yesterday he suddenly felt a little uneasy, so he called Nangong Min, but no one answered after a few phone calls, asked the hotel front desk and said that no one was in the room, he was not relieved that he was just about to go to the hotel to find someone, who knew that the front desk called and said that Nangong Min was back, his expression was very weak, he thought about it, or did not bother him.

Nangong Min looked up and saw Kim Namhoon's concerned eyes, and finally confirmed the guess in his heart, so he glanced in Luo Xichen's direction again.

Obviously, Kim Nam-hoon really didn't know what happened yesterday, those people came and went quickly, basically left no trace, and they were very 'careful' when they started, almost not in a place that was visible to the naked eye, and they were basically traumatized, so he was able to come to school so casually today.

"It's okay, what's wrong?" Nangong Min came back to his senses and replied casually.

"It's okay, you remember, if anything happens, you must inform me in time." Jin Nanxun instructed, he couldn't know more clearly than Nangong Min's stuffy temperament of breaking his teeth and swallowing blood, so he would always tell him again and again about his affairs, and he couldn't really rest assured, and after that incident, there was no movement on the Nangong family's side until now, and this kind of quietness made him feel even more uneasy.

"Don't worry, I will." Nangong Min smiled.

Kim Nam-hoon didn't look like the other party was doing anything, so he nodded and sat back in his seat.

The class bell rang, and the noise in the classroom gradually quieted down.

Luo Xichen turned around, snatched the homework book that was still in Lu Zi'an's clutches, and glared at Lu Zi'an fiercely while the other party wanted to continue to snatch it back halfway through, Lu Zi'an smiled, raised his hands to surrender, and lay on the desk weakly ready to continue to dream of the Spring and Autumn Festival.

That's it, the character of a 'good student' who makes up homework in time is not suitable for him at all, and it is still safe to sleep peacefully.

In the corner of the classroom, Nangong Min's gaze never left Luo Xichen.

His hand touched the medicine box in the desk, but the doubts in his heart grew deeper and deeper.

Who are you?