Kuai Chuan is crying by myself every day

Chapter 115 He in the Window

She was very worried that without her watching, he might disappear into some corner of his life unable to take care of himself.

Bai Cha glanced at the sky outside the window, "I have to go."

Hearing this, Lu Huai felt that the strawberry-flavored biscuits were no longer delicious, so he put down the biscuits and looked at her quietly.

Bai Cha explained, "I still have to go back for evening self-study, if I don't go, then the teacher will come to me again with drums and gongs."

Lu Huai asked: "Is it the person who came to see you last time?"

"Yes, he is the head teacher of our class."

Lu Huai lowered his eyes, "The last time you were taken away by him, you didn't come to see me for a long time."

"This has nothing to do with the teacher..."

"That means you don't want to see me?" He raised his eyes, and there was no doubt that there was a sparkle in his eyes. If she answered yes, he would be so wronged that he would cry.

Really squeamish.

Bai Cha replied perfunctorily: "I just need some time to think things through."

If she didn't say what it was, then she definitely didn't want to tell him.

Lu Huai is not the kind of person who can't turn his head around. He asked melancholy: "You left this time, will you have to wait for a long time before you come to see me?"

"No." Seeing his distrustful expression, Baicha added, "I'll come back tomorrow."

Lu Huai gnawed on the biscuit again, "Alright then."

Baicha left the building under the gaze of the young man. Apart from spending time chatting with Lu Huai, she also had business to do.

The program of the school celebration performance has entered a tense practice time, so during the evening self-study, many people in a class always ask for leave. As the president of the student union, Bai Cha has the responsibility of supervision. I walked through it all, and finally walked into the drama club.

It just so happened that the people from the drama club were rehearsing the show.

Several people surrounded a boy and questioned him aggressively.

A man with a plaster cast on his hand asked angrily: "I fell down the stairs today, is it your fault?"

Some people watching the excitement don't think it's a big deal, "It must be him! I heard from people in his class that he often hides alone and secretly curses others."

Someone wondered, "Curse?"

The former explained, "You are new here, so you must not know it. He is a celebrity in our school. He is gloomy all day long. It will be bad luck to get close to him."

Another added: "By the way, he disappeared for another whole day today, he didn't really curse you for falling down the stairs."

No matter how maliciously the group of people questioned and speculated, the boy surrounded in the center remained silent. Perhaps he was used to facing such scenes and knew that even an explanation would be useless.

Suddenly, the boy was pushed down.

The man with the injured hand was furious, "You plague god! You shouldn't be in our school!"

Some people echoed, "If it wasn't for the fact that his brother won a lot of honor for our school, the school wouldn't accept him as a weird and withdrawn person. Since he came to the school, we have encountered so many bad things." gone."

Another sarcastically said: "I heard that his brother was injured while playing golf today, I'm afraid he was the one who restrained him."

The more they talked, the more angry they were, and the more intense their complaints were. Seeing that they took a few steps forward, they were about to punch and kick people on the ground. At this moment, a girl rushed over.

(End of this chapter)