Luo Huan stood there for a long time, and did not return home alone until dark.

She thought she had a dream last night, but when she was in class on Monday, she was in a daze several times.

It was Guyu who called her back from her thoughts.

Gu Yu waved his hand in front of her and looked at her with a strange look: "Luo Huan, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Huan blinked.

Withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes, his cherry lips pursed.

"……nothing."

You won't lie in your heart.

In her heart, the feeling of panic was still there.

noon.

Luo Huan didn't go to the cafeteria, put his hands on the guardrail, squinted at the magnolia tree in front of him, which was wilted by the sun.

Let the wind blow your face.

Guyu sucked rice noodles packed from the canteen next to him, and looked up and said vaguely: "Do you eat or not? You are losing weight. You are already thin, and you will lose weight and turn it into chopsticks."

Luo Huan took his eyes from a distance, looked at her in a tone and said, "What weight do I lose?"

Gu Yu choked up, and it was true that the dancers exercised a lot, and this dead girl would not be fat.

She was so envious of those small legs alone. She wore a small suspender skirt and twisted her waist during the summer vacation. She went out to play with her as a reference.

"What's wrong with you? Are you thinking about life?"

Luo Huan was thinking about life, and Gu Yu imagined that possibility, which was too strange.

Luo Huan raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief, saying to himself: "I may have to confirm it."

"ha?"

"stupid."

Luo Huan spit out a word, reached out to get another portion of rice noodles from her, took apart the chopsticks and stirred it, grabbed the mouth and lowered his head to suck.

Gu Yu looked at her with a circle of oil hanging on the corner of her mouth, and her face was confused from beginning to end.

Is this girl in a mess today?

Not only Guyu felt that she was in a state of scatter today, but Luo Huan also felt that she was in a state of scatter.

She couldn't listen to the excitement, and at the beginning she held her heart unconvinced. Gu Yu said that she would not be able to catch up with the first place in the grade, so she insisted on chasing her for her to see.

As a result, this person is not only difficult to pursue, but also difficult to guess.

And it seems to be a hard bone.

She knew he was miserable, but she never thought he was so miserable.

Moreover, now she seems to be unable to ignore it.

After school was over in the afternoon, Luo Huan waited on the fifth floor first, but did not see Jiang Zhihan's figure, so he took the bus alone to the alley of Jiang Zhihan's house.

Jiang Zhihan's grocery store was still closed. She didn't know the road here and was afraid of getting lost, so she stood at the door for a while.

Luo Huan is used to not letting himself suffer. He stands sore and turns to find that there is a "Lao Chen Food" pastry shop behind him, so he walks in and rests in it by buying pastries.

Luo Huan sat by the window, ordered a cup of sweet and sour mulberry juice, and ate a bag of pastries in front of him. His watery eyes looked at the closed shop door opposite through the old glass window.

The person who is watching the restaurant is an elderly lady with a kind smile. She takes food to her and turns to watch TV, so she won’t bother her anymore.

The pastry is so sweet that the filling is really sweet. Luo Huan doesn’t like sweet food, and he tastes even more greasy.

Until the whole date paste was crispy, no one came across.

Luo Huan drank mulberry juice to quench his thirst, picked up the pastry on the table and stood up.

Before leaving, she stopped and turned to the grandma and said, "Grandma, I'm back. If Jiang Zhihan comes, can you call me?"

She left her contact information and wrote it to the grandma on a post-it note.

The grandma nodded with a smile: "Okay, girl, go slowly."

Luo Huan nodded.

Leaving with a bag.

For two consecutive days.

On Wednesday afternoon, Luo Huan just closed the history book and received a strange message.

[Little girl, Xiaohan is back. He took his schoolbag from the store. He should have arrived at school now.

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When Luo Huan saw this news, he was stunned at first, and then his whole bright little face lit up.

"What are you looking at so happy?"

Guyu came over.

Luo Huan immediately closed her phone, didn't let her look at it, pursed her lips, and said naturally: "It's nothing."

Looking at her sneaky appearance, Gu Yu thought it was her and Fu Hexi who sent a message, and couldn't help but sneer.

After the afternoon class, Luo Huan packed up his things and ran out of the classroom quickly.

Gu Yu frowned and shook his head, why are you still so anxious every day?

Taking advantage of the inactivity that the large army had not yet come down, Luo Huan jogged all the way to the fifth floor and waited at the water room.

I have to say that the school prefers top classes, and even the water house is independent on the other floor. Unlike them, they have to squeeze in with the people in the second year of high school.

The front and back doors of classes one or two were opened one after another, and some students walked out with their backpacks on their backs.

Luo Huan glanced at it, leaned back to the wall behind him, and lowered his head as if nothing had happened to tidy up his school uniform collar.

After almost five minutes, the sound in my ears slowly became smaller.

Luo Huan estimated the time and waited for a while before he stood up and walked towards the door of a squad.

At this time, the group of people had basically gone empty.

Luo Huan stood at the door and looked inside secretly.

There was a schoolbag in Jiang Zhihan's seat. The boy wearing a school uniform was lowering his eyebrows and his slender hands were tidying up his schoolbag.

His back was facing her, and the sunset outside the window fell on him, his black hair was soft and his outline was neat, giving him a very gentle feeling.

He lowered his head, his thin hair fell on his forehead, unable to see his emotions clearly, and could only see his high nose bridge and handsome jawline.

Thin lips were pursed.

It looks particularly pleasing from a distance and has a deep beauty.

As if he noticed something, the boy paused and looked up.

Luo Huan stood up and hid in the empty classroom next to him.

Half a minute later, someone came out of it, locked it, and went downstairs.

Luo Huan quickly opened the door and followed.

Jiang Zhihan still went home alone.

The distance she had with her was not too far, nor was there any movement. Jiang Zhihan could not have discovered it.

But this time he didn't stop, as if he couldn't see her.

Luo Huan was behind and frowned.

There was no trace of injury on his body.

Could it be that old lady is talking nonsense?

This was true for two consecutive days.

Even if I saw her, I would not talk to her as if I hadn't seen it.

After school alone, I walked home.

Luo Huan was ignored for no reason, and felt a little depressed and a little unwilling to accept it.

On Friday, Luo Huan was still waiting outside the classroom.

When the entire teaching building was almost empty, Jiang Zhihan walked out of it.

Seeing the bored squatting girl in the corner of the corridor, he paused, looked away, and walked towards the stairs.

Hear footsteps.

Luo Huan glanced at him, his eyes lit up, and he immediately got up and followed him.

This time she didn't hide, she was much more open and upright.

Therefore, Jiang Zhihan can't tell if he can't see it anymore.
To be continued...