"Usually, Senior Yuan Ming said that he didn't come out many times with heavy studies, but he wasn't so sick that he couldn't come out, he just didn't come to class, which is too suspicious - he must be lying." Xia Jiuchao is now very sure that "Yuan Ming" is on sick leave and does not come to school. He affirmed this aspect, it was time to go to Yuanqing.

Xia Jiuchao was thinking about who to ask about Yuan Qing, but by coincidence, she only glanced at it and saw the girl who was particularly bright in the crowd. "Huh? Jiuchao, what are you doing here? Han Yanchu's gaze met Xia Jiuchao's, and she walked over. Wait for you, Senior Sister Han. "Xia Jiuchao's smile is pure and harmless." Wait for me? Can I help you? "Han Yanchu and Xia Jiuchao are not very close, but they are not estranged. Xia Jiuchao still smiled and said, "Senior Sister Han, in fact, I still want to ask a little bit about Senior Yuanqing, just a little. ”

A spring thunder sounded, and the sky didn't know when it was cloudy, and it looked like it was going to rain in a while. "Long story short, don't get you drenched in a while." Han Yanchu kindly reminded Xia Jiuchao. "Okay," Xia Jiuchao nodded, "Senior Sister Han, does Senior Yuan Qing often come to class?" "It's not every day, it's six or seven out of ten days, it's barely reasonable." "And why didn't he come?" "I don't know much about this," Han Yanchu replied, "Anyway, it's not sick leave." "Okay, I understand, goodbye, Senior Sister Han." Xia Jiu nodded obediently, the fingers of his right hand swiped the delicate watch on his left wrist, and then he put down all his hands and turned around to leave.

"Hey," Han Yanchu stopped her, still a little pride in her tone, "It's not good to say that, but I'm curious to know if it's useful for you to ask about these, at least they're of little value to me." "It's okay, just ask. Hurry up and go home, Senior Sister Han. Xia Jiuchao said goodbye again and left the school gate.

Han Yanchu's gaze was fixed on that side, but instead of looking at Xia Jiuchao's back, she saw Yuan Qing in the dark. She waved her hand, walked briskly towards him, and lowered her voice: "Xia Jiuchao asked me about you, and you may start to suspect something, don't take the usual path today, be careful with her." "Oh." Yuan Qing only agreed lightly, but walked to another way according to his words. Han Yanchu was helpless behind him: It's really unimaginable, how can such a cold person pretend to be so gentle? Her opinion hasn't changed much, but it's not bad.

When Han Yanchu also left, the rain gradually fell, dripping. Xia Jiuchao sat in his car and looked out the window, but asked the driver if he could get home before the rain fell; Han Yanchu happened to meet the kind girl in the class next door, and the two went back with an umbrella together, so she didn't get much drenched. Only Yuan Qing silently put the schoolbag on his head and didn't go too fast.

"The Nine Dynasties are starting to be suspicious, so Song Song should be too, right? It wasn't too bad, she had to know it all sooner or later. But, heh, even I am wondering why I have to hide it from her like this, or from everyone, ridiculous...... "Yuan Qing turned the corner again, and finally saw the window of his house from a distance - neither his own house nor the house next door had a light on.