You are like the warm sun

Chapter 3: Meeting the Boy Again
Tang Wan, who had graduated from college for several years, was stunned when she heard the word "class", and then she remembered the other party's identity.

This is her class teacher of Class B7 in Grade , Ms. Zhu Zhen.

In her previous life, she was in a bad mood because her father passed away, and she also had a cold and fever, so she took more than half a month off and missed a lot of things.

This time, she answered softly, "Tomorrow."

Tomorrow happens to be Monday.

The teacher on the other end of the phone responded and then asked about her current situation.

She didn't say much, just said it was good.

After the call ended, she stared at the phone screen and fell into deep thought. After an unknown amount of time, she raised her hand to cover her chest, feeling a dull pain in her heart.

At this time, he... should still be here, right?

Tang Wan attended Experimental No. 12 High School, which was very close to her home. When she was in school, she would always enter the classroom on time if she wasn't on duty.

on Monday.

She gets up very early.

I took cold medicine yesterday and I feel much better today.

The sky was hazy and there were few vehicles on the road, but the breakfast shops along the street were already open.

She has walked this short five-minute journey from home to school many times, but when she walks it again now, her mood is different.

She bought two buns and a cup of soy milk from the bun shop across from the school and ate them as she entered the campus. Relying on her memory, she found her former Class B7 of Grade , but so much time had passed that she could no longer remember where she sat.

Fortunately, she was the first person to arrive in the classroom, so she had time to look for it slowly.

I vaguely remember that she was in the second group...

Tang Wan walked from the back to the front, scanning the rows one by one. When she saw the clean table in the second-to-last row, which had no books on it, she couldn't help but stop and stare at it silently. Memories that had been buried for many years suddenly surfaced in her mind.

This is his seat...

She remembered that her seat was two rows in front of him.

That is, the second group, the fourth row.

She stood with her head bowed, holding half a vegetable bun in her hand, quietly sorting out her memories. It was not until she heard footsteps behind her that she suddenly came back to her senses.

"excuse me."

The boy's clear, hoarse and low voice hit her eardrums across the years.

Tang Wan was stunned.

She turned around blankly and met the boy's clear dark brown eyes.

Shao Zhou resigned.

She silently said his name in her mind.

At this time, he was already 1.8 meters tall, with a slender figure, neat and handsome facial features, and his black hair fell neatly to his beautiful brow bones, casting a shadow that made him look a little gloomy.

Perhaps because he saw her standing still, he tilted his head slightly in a questioning manner, his eyes calm.

Tang Wan came back to her senses from her trance and quickly took two steps forward to make room for him to enter.

He casually stretched out his long legs to hook out a chair from under the table, took his schoolbag off his shoulder and placed it on the back of the chair, then sat down, took out an extracurricular novel and started reading, and soon immersed himself in his own world.

When Tang Wan was distracted, she had missed the best opportunity to greet him.

In fact, although the two were in the same class, they were not familiar with each other. Since the beginning of the school year, they had spoken very few words to each other.

Maybe he didn't even remember her name.

Tang Wan stood in front of his desk for two seconds before she moved her legs forward and slowly found her seat and sat down.

Being in the familiar high school classroom, at that moment, she felt as if she was in a dream, and her mind began to go blank.

May 5th was the day Shao Zhouci committed suicide by cutting his wrists at home.

That is tomorrow.

At this time in her previous life, she had taken a two-week leave of absence and only learned about this incident when she returned to school. The news reported the incident, but it did not cause much stir.

Everyone said it was caused by too much pressure from studying, but she later found out that this was not the case.

(End of this chapter)