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The man fumbled slowly and accidentally knocked Ling Han's uncovered Coke over the flower bed, soaking Ling Han's pants and shoes. The two were stunned, and the man apologized hastily. Ling Han stood up and tried to twist his pants but failed. He was a little helpless: "Okay, it's okay, I'll just ask for leave and go back to change later."

Then he saw something, squatted down and picked it up: "You are looking for this, what a pity, it has been soaked in Coke and can't be used anymore. How about I buy you a new one?" Anyway, it was my Coke that caused it.

The man's face turned red, and he stumbled: "Ah, no, no, I, I should compensate you with a set of school uniforms."

Ling Han didn't say anything else and picked up the bottle: "You don't want this, do you?" The man nodded awkwardly. Ling Han: "Then I'll help you throw it away. By the way, are you able to walk?"

The man exclaimed, "Yes, sure, take both off, then it won't be so uncomfortable. Because they are a set, the one I'm wearing is useless." Then the man performed a scene of removing the contact lenses himself. Of course, he used tools, because it's impossible to touch your eyes without washing your hands.

Ling Han: dumbfounded! "Then give me the other one too, and I'll throw them away together. It may not be long before class starts, so you should go back to the classroom early."

The boy hesitated, feeling extremely guilty when he saw Ling Han's wet pants, and he did not dare to delay any longer: "Okay, okay, thank you, and I'm sorry!"

Ling Han waved his hand, and the two separated. One went back to the classroom, and the other went to the office to ask for leave. The weather was still hot, and the Coke had dried a little, but it still had that sticky feeling, which made people uncomfortable.

Because the class was about to start, the office was full of teachers coming to get their lesson plans. Ling Han politely knocked on the door and greeted them. There was also a teacher who knew her, Lu Zhiyao's former teacher, who teased her, "Hey, Lu Zhiyao's future wife, what are you doing in the office?"

Ling Han smiled awkwardly: "Haha, I came here to ask for leave and go back to the dormitory. I accidentally spilled Coke on my pants and I feel a little uncomfortable."

The teacher then noticed the large dark spot on Ling Han's school pants: "Oh, then go back and change your pants and come back to class. The teacher is going to class first." After pushing him to Ling Han's desk, the teacher left.

The head teacher was a little stunned: "What happened to Ling Han?"

Ling Han quietly stepped aside and said, "Teacher, I want to ask for a leave and go back to the dormitory to change my pants. My pants were accidentally stained with Coke."

The 30-year-old female teacher who had just changed jobs to come to this school was very gentle and smiled gently: "Why are you so careless? The teacher will grant you leave. You must come back to class as soon as possible after the change."

Ling Han stood up straight: "Yes, sir. I promise not to skip class and will return to class right after the change."

The head teacher smiled, wrote a note approving her leave, urged her to go and come back quickly, and then started correcting homework again. The month-long vacation was about to start, and he had to assign homework for the month-long vacation according to her learning progress.

Ling Han walked alone in the empty and quiet campus. The street lights were on, but the sun had not completely set yet. The light had dimmed, and the classroom lights were on. It was still hot and humid, and the cicadas were glowing and emitting heat. Crickets and other insects in the grass were not to be outdone.

Ling Han sometimes felt that he was not in this world, but he was truly in this world. Also, it was said that everyone came to this world for a reason, and Ling Han was very curious about the reason why he came to this world. This was really a strange and reasonable guess.

Ling Han still had that pair of contact lenses in her pocket. There were still two days left before her monthly holiday, so she planned to go and see if she could find a pair like this. If she couldn't find one, then forget it. But of course, it would be best if she could find one.

Oh. I changed my pants and soaked the dirty pants in a basin, planning to come back and wash them later. I also found a small bottle to put the pair of glasses in, planning to ask my roommate to borrow some liquid to soak them, and then I closed the door and went back to the classroom.

After the evening self-study session, the three of them planned to do some homework in the classroom, so Ling Han said goodbye. He arrived at the dormitory with his roommates, said hello, and then Ling Han began to wash his pants diligently. Fortunately, the material of the school pants was good, and the coke was washed out.

The next two days were spent summarizing the exam and planning the study for next month. Ling Han was always eager to learn new knowledge, but he had a different attitude towards the task of reviewing.

The happy month-long holiday was coming, and the four friends were talking about whether they wanted to go out for a good meal. Ling Han had no objection at all, and thought that he would not need the small bottle again, so he took it with him.

They were scheduled to have dinner in the evening, and there was still a lot of time left, so Ling Han thought about looking for one first. He searched Baidu for contact lens stores, but there were too many. Ling Han decided to start looking around the school area.

Maybe it was luck, Ling Han saw the boy before entering an eyewear store, and he took his foot back and went to the store.

The boy was probably a regular customer, so the salesperson skillfully handed him two boxes of glasses and gave him some instructions. The boy smiled and replied, and soon after, he left.

Ling Han watched the man walk away through the transparent glass window, then came to the salesperson and said, "Um, I need a pair of contact lenses, exactly the same as the one the man just wore."

Salesperson: "Ah? Hello, it's like this, you need an eye test to get contact lenses, if you want to get one, please come here and get your eyes tested."

Ling Han waved his hand: "No, I didn't wear it myself. It was that person just now. I accidentally broke his pair of glasses, so I wanted to compensate him with a pair."

The salesperson said, "Oh, that's it. The boy often loses his glasses, and none of his glasses last forever. The prescription is quite high, so he comes back frequently. But the contact lenses he wears are not single pairs. His two eyes have different vision, so he needs to buy two boxes."

Ling Han nodded to show that he fully accepted it, decided to buy two boxes, then paid the money and went out.

It was still early. Ling Han was holding the bag that belonged to the optical shop and drinking milk tea. He suddenly felt melancholy. How could he give it away?

After Ling Han left, the salesperson called the boy with a smile on his face, told him what had just happened, described the person, and waited for his brother's response. The boy didn't react at first, but later he remembered who the person was, but he told a different version of the story.

The elder sister used her gossipy nature and tried to bring the two together, but the boy helplessly said that he didn't even know what the boy looked like or what his name was, and asked his sister not to make wild guesses and imagine unrealistic relationships.

The two hung up the phone, and the boy sighed. He knew that the person that day was named Ling Han, but he couldn't match the person to the name. He knew that the person that day was her because of the people in the same dormitory. There was a person in the dormitory who seemed to have liked her since junior high school. Because he sat by the window, he saw roughly what happened that day.

He was also subjected to a lot of questioning, yes a lot, and once this incident was exposed, it also revealed that there were two other people who liked Ling Han. One dormitory, four people, three of them liked the same person, what kind of Shura field was this?

I don't quite understand why the boy was moved.