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Compared to Han Zisheng's indifference, Wen Xi was so worried when he accidentally heard his classmates talking about it!

She was in class 7, and Han Zisheng was in class 2. They were separated by a floor. After hearing what they were talking about, she ran down while there were only a few minutes left in class.

When calling people out of the classroom, Han Zisheng's face was full of joy and dissatisfaction. It was completely different from the bored state when she was alone in the class, and she was alive and kicking.

The students next to him were all shocked, thinking that there might be a new person in Han Zisheng.

"What's the matter?" Han Zisheng was happy when he saw Wen Xi, his voice floated, and there was no such thing as being "talked about" behind his back.

Wen Xi stared at Han Zisheng, and her nervous heart relaxed a little. She pulled Han Zisheng away from the classroom door, and said softly: "What those people said...don't think about it."

"Huh?" Han Zisheng didn't understand what Wen Xi was talking about for a while. Seeing Wen Xi's serious and worried face, she tilted her head and thought for a moment, then smiled and replied: "It's all passed to the second floor. Is it? I'm fine."

"Really..." Are you okay?

Wen Xi couldn't feel at ease just because Han Zisheng said "it's okay", but she was interrupted by the preparatory bell when she didn't finish asking.

"I'll be fine when I see you~ I'm ringing the bell, hurry up." Han Zisheng rubbed Wen Xi's face while speaking.

There was indeed not enough time, and Wen Xi had no choice but to continue asking questions. Seeing Han Zisheng smiling, she could only calm down and went upstairs under Han Zisheng's gaze.

Han Zisheng watched Wenxi disappear at the corner of the stairs, and the moment he turned back to the classroom, the smile on his face disappeared, and he returned to the indifferent look he had before.

That feeling, as if Wen Xi was holding her soul in his hands, and when she couldn't see this person, her soul, even with her joy, ran away.

After sighing deeply, she walked back to the classroom and sat back in her seat quietly.

"Who was looking for you just now?" The girl sitting in the front row turned her head and asked gossipingly.

While tidying up the table and changing the books for class, Han Zisheng replied flatly, "Sister."

"Oh." Han Zisheng's answer made the girl lose her interest in gossip, and she responded lightly, then turned and sat upright.

Han Zisheng stared at the back of the girl's head for a few seconds, wanting to talk to her more, to introduce their outstanding sister, and to apologize for her indifference just now.

But in the end, when the teacher came, she couldn't reach out to talk to him.

During the lunch break, the Chinese teacher delayed the class for 2 minutes, and Wen Xi stood at the door of Class 2, watching and waiting.

Through the gap in the doorway, you can just see Han Zisheng's position, and you can see that Han Zisheng is following the teacher, drawing key words on the book with a pen.

This kind of gaze is completely different from the feeling of being in the same class, as if the saying "distance creates beauty" has been fulfilled.

The feeling of liking seems to be deepening and precipitating in this state.

After the Chinese teacher marked out the words, he announced that the get out of class was over. Han Zisheng put down his pen, raised his head from the book, and glanced in the direction of the front door of the classroom as if he had sensed something.

The two people's gazes collided, and the corners of their lips suddenly curled up tacitly.

Han Zisheng speeded up his movements, and after seeing that the table was almost cleaned up, he followed the students in the class to the outside of the classroom.

"Are you in a hurry?" As soon as he walked out of the classroom door, Han Zisheng immediately grabbed Wen Xi's arm happily, and stuck his whole body towards it.

Wen Xi hugged her waist to protect her for a while: "What do you want to eat at noon?"

"I don't know, go to the cafeteria and think about it!" Han Zisheng stuck to Wen Xi's body like a mollusc, extremely imageless.

Walking on the way to the cafeteria, two girls from the class followed behind the two of them, pointing at them and winking for a while.After Wen Xi felt it, she stopped in her tracks, turned sideways, and gave the two girls a cold look.

The two girls dressed up like white lotuses, with puzzled and ignorant faces, but they recorded Wen Xi's gaze and put it on Han Zisheng's head.

Han Zisheng was talking to Wen Xi about the class, and didn't notice what was going on behind her. She didn't pay attention to what Wen Xi stopped and did, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Wen Xi shook his head with a smile as if nothing had happened, and dragged her to continue walking.

After lunch, the two of them returned to the teaching building, but because they were not in the same class, they couldn't take a lunch break together and fell into trouble.

No matter how Wenxi persuaded Han Zisheng to take a nap at noon, Han Zisheng didn't want to go back to the class alone. The two walked around from the gate of Class 2, went upstairs again, and walked to the gate of Class 7.

There are quite a few people in class 7 taking a lunch break, and some students who bought lunch outside the school and brought it back to eat are sitting in the back two rows.

"Wen Xi, is this the sister you mentioned in class 2?" The boys who were gathering for lunch in the back row saw Wen Xi standing at the door and asked curiously.

"Yeah." Wen Xi responded with a smile.

"Oh! Have you eaten yet? Do you want some more snacks?" The boy took out a bag of potato chips from the drawer, waved at the two people, and enthusiastically made the two people standing at the door feel at a loss.

Wen Xi and Han Zisheng were in different situations during the military training. The students in the class liked her for her good looks and her excellent personality. Both boys and girls got along very well.

"Thank you, we've already eaten it, you guys eat it quickly, it's going to spoil later." Wen Xi's voice was so gentle that the boy who spoke shyly scratched his head.

He looked at the brothers sitting around with a smirk on his face, feeling embarrassed again, and said with a smile: "That's fine~"

Wen Xi and Han Zisheng changed positions slightly so that the students in the class would not see the two standing like conjoined twins when they looked up.

Standing by the window in the corridor, Han Zisheng leaned his head on Wen Xi's shoulder and said softly, "Sister, you look like a soul seducer."

"Huh?" Wen Xi was very puzzled.

"It's not enough to hook my soul, but also to hook the boys in your class." Han Zisheng explained softly, and continued with some sourness: "I don't know if there are girls!"

Wen Xi turned his head to look at the person leaning on his shoulder, squeezed Han Zisheng's hand, and replied with a smile: "Our kid is sore again?"

"Insufficient sugar intake, so it turned sour..." Han Zisheng replied following Wen Xi's words.

Wen Xi vaguely sensed that Han Zisheng was depressed. After a moment of silence, she said softly, "Have you heard about the class adjustment in the midterm exam?"

"Yes. I know." Han Zisheng not only knew, but also set a goal.

This was the only chance she could still fight to be in the same class as Wen Xi, and she had been thinking about it ever since she knew about it.

"Art or science?" Wen Xi asked.

"Liberal arts." Han Zisheng answered firmly.

The choice of liberal arts is not because she is not good at science, nor is she unaware that there are many choices in science, but she already has an idea in her heart, and she wants to follow Han Ziyu and the Han family to engage in work related to history.

Once, she was saved by such a worker, but now, she willingly wants to work in the family.

"Where's sister?" After Han Zisheng answered, he paused for a few seconds and asked Wen Xi again.

"Together with you." Wen Xi replied warmly.

Han Zi was happy, but also felt that Wen Xi's choice was made for her.She didn't really think that until now, Wen Xi's choice still followed her.

"Do you really want to, or is it because of me..." Han Zisheng murmured in a very soft voice, wanting to ask but not daring to ask.

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Wen Xi knew what Han Zisheng was awkward about, so he teased her softly, but continued without waiting for the other party's answer, "I'm fine with either one, but if one of them can be with you , that should be happier."

Wen Xi's voice was soft and soft, falling on Han Zisheng's heart like a feather, all entanglements and wild thoughts were gone, and the feeling of being cared in the palm of his hand spread to his whole body with sweetness from the bottom of his heart.

She smiled like a fool.

Smiling, she left her head off Han Zisheng's shoulder, stood up straight, took Wen Xi's hand, looked at her seriously and said, "Then it's agreed, I'll see you in Class A of Liberal Arts."

Wen Xi looked at Han Zisheng's appearance of issuing a military order, and pampered her with a hand on her head: "Okay."

The two had just made an appointment, and two boys with instant noodle boxes and trash cans walked out from the back door of the classroom. One of them was the boy who greeted Wen Xi and the others not long ago.

"Have you two been standing here? Why don't you go in?" The boy asked as he walked over with a trash can.

Both Wen Xi and Han Zisheng didn't know how to answer the boy. Seeing the tangled expressions on their faces, the boy instantly understood and said with a smile, "What's the matter, you are all classmates, and you are relatives. No one is here for lunch break." Said."

"That's right! Wen Xi, hurry up and take your sister to sit in class, how tired you are standing at the door." Another boy who followed was equally enthusiastic.

"Thank you, we'll just..." Just stand at the door.

Wen Xi didn't speak because the two of them were pushed into the classroom by the shoulders of two boys.

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It was the first time for Han Zisheng to encounter this kind of behavior. She shyly hid behind Wenxi, but she didn't know that her little timid behavior made her classmates in Class 7 so cute.

Wen Xi felt so frozen that their children might get into her arms later, so she quickly thanked the boy who brought them in, then pulled Han Zisheng to her seat and sat down.

Han Zisheng was still a little shy, lying on the table and buried his head.

After a while, she slowly revealed a pair of eyes, and bumped her elbow with Wen Xi, who had been watching her with a smile all the time: "That boy is so flattering to you, he must like you!"

Wenxi: ...? ? ?