However, the discordant sound happened to appear again.
"This student, you are not a student of this school, please get out!" The teacher on the podium spoke.
The girl who was called Meng turned her head, "Teacher? Oh, are you blind?" The implication is: Didn't you see that I came to see someone?
"What did you say? I am blind?" Foolish people always cannot understand what smart people say.
I saw Meng slowly walking out of the classroom and saying: "I always only talk to smart people. Xuan, come out." The plain but sharp tone hit everyone's heart. Looking at the two people who had already walked out of the classroom, the podium was so angry that their faces turned pale. Qing's teacher patted the podium vigorously: "Sit down right now!"
But everyone replied: "Oh, old witch, who will listen to you!"
The withered cherry blossoms fluttered, rotated, and landed, like small and fleeting lives.
Meng reached out to catch a petal that was spinning in the air, and stroked it gently in her hand. The breeze caressed her hair, rippling gently. "Xuan, are you ready to go back? You've had enough fun these days." Luo Yixuan's slender body leaned against the tree trunk, his eyes slightly closed, but when he heard these words, something seemed to flash in his eyes as quiet as lake water, and the silence returned in just a moment.
"Did they start again?"
"I said, you don't need to worry about this!!" Meng's tone seemed a little urgent, and even his eyes shone with determination.
As soon as he finished saying this, he spit out a pool of blood from his mouth. Just as Luo Yixuan was about to go over, he saw the purple figure flash past and already stood beside Meng.
"Ye, you're here." Luo Yixuan didn't seem surprised, just like that, every time, whenever something went wrong in Meng, no matter how big or small, he would rush to her side as quickly as possible, always, yes, always like that.
