After the two of them left, the others in Class 2 settled down as well.
Only the two boys in the front row talked to each other in hushed voices.
"Hey, did you speak up because you saw Lu Ning?"
The boy who spoke had a buzz cut. His facial features were well-shaped, and he radiated an irresistible, sun-like warmth.
The boy who was listening to him was engrossed in his writing and did not respond immediately. Gloominess lurked in his eyes, yet when he looked up his handsome and delicate features made people want to steal glances at him.
"I didn't."
"Don't hide it, it's because you saw her! Shaolin, you like Lu Ning, right? Tell me the truth!"
"No," Zheng Shaolin said decisively.
Jiang Qiu did not believe him and looked at him impishly. "It feels like Lu Ning's really getting prettier and prettier. I wonder, how could there be such a difference even though we're all humans? She looks so beautiful wearing the same school uniform we do, while we simply look old-fashioned."
