"Why are you attending class today?" Tong Sha asked with a smile.
But these words were not easy on the ears.
What's with asking why she's attending class? She's a student; attending class is what she's supposed to do.
"Is it strange for Lingling to attend class?" Wen Jing frowned and asked, "Wasn't her hand injured recently?"
Now that her hand is better, isn't it natural for her to attend class?
Why does this question sound odd?
Shouldn't the question be, "How's your hand?"
That's the first thing she asked when they met.
"No, I was just asking casually." After this gentle rebuke from Wen Jing, Tong Sha's face couldn't hide her discomfort, and she quietly sat down at a table.
Gu Lingling didn't pay attention to her, as she was looking at Wen Jing's notes, asking questions while studying.
Soon, the two of them were deep in discussion.
Meanwhile, Tong Sha beside them couldn't focus on a word.
She always puts in so much effort, yet she still finds it all so difficult.
