Kanghui came back to his seat and saw Hao sleeping on his arms.Luo Ting whispered, "When you left, he just laid down and slept. Maybe he's really not feeling well."
Kanghui smirked."Oh-ho, interesting…"
Luo Ting blinked, confused by his tone.
Kanghui leaned back a little."Nothing, just amazing. People who don't know Hao usually don't… 'care' for him like this."
Luo Ting's face suddenly turned red.
The talking woke Hao.He scratched his hair, the dizziness gone, feeling lighter.
Luo Ting just stared at him, eyes like a string pulling.
Kanghui turned and caught this scene.
Hao blinked. "What? Why you looking at me like that?" (He's talking to Kanghui.)
Kanghui copied Hao's own squint-face from earlier, smiling at him, then looked at Luo Ting, then back at Hao.
Hao followed his gaze down to his seatmate.Luo Ting stared at the desk, her face a little red, kind of cute.
Wait…Hao's mind started racing.Why didn't he remember this girl? In his memories there was no Luo Ting at all.Did something change?This life… Kanghui wasn't even supposed to be vice class leader.
Why did it take him until now to think about it?
Kanghui poked him."What are you spacing out for? Almost time to go."
Hao asked, "What class is this? Who's the teacher?"
Luo Ting answered softly, "This is English class. Miss Lin. You fell asleep earlier, I told the teacher you're sick."
Hao looked at her."Thanks… you're Luo Ting, right?"
She nodded shyly."Mm…"
Kanghui smirked at Hao again.Hao muttered back, "You can turn back now, vice class leader. You're no threat to me."
Kanghui gave him an international hand sign.Hao returned it silently.
—Ding ding ding—
Teacher: "Class dismissed."
Anqi stood. "Stand up, bow, thank you teacher."
Teacher left without turning back.Students drifted out of the classroom.
Luo Ting waved to Hao before she left.Kanghui nudged Hao with his elbow."See? Your social life is starting already."
Hao whispered, "Who is she? Why don't I remember her at all?"
Kanghui just squinted and smiled at him again."Come on. Let's go home."