"I..."
These words asked only added to An Le's already tense heart, her heartbeat almost leaping out of her chest and into Yan Huan's heart.
She frantically looked up to explain and forgot again that this was just a half-person-high corridor.
"Thump!"
"Ouch..."
A muffled sound, and she was covering her head, once again collapsing onto Yan Huan's body.
Listening to the cute, animal-like noise in her arms, Yan Huan still felt a bit like he was dreaming.
It felt somewhat like being with a childhood friend, so he ended up saying more than usual.
But looking back, it really was his childhood friend?
What kind of magical unfolding was this?
Key point is, she was also studying at the same school as him, but why, after a semester had passed, had she not come to look for him?
This semester there were no transfer students other than Spencer...
