Zhuang Lan got a new haircut, a neat buzz cut.
He revealed the forehead that was usually covered by messy bangs.
He looked very refreshing, bringing in a summer vibe as he entered.
Just by his appearance, no one could tell he was a super scholar buried in books.
Wei Rong gave the other girls a knowing look.
It meant that Jun Feifei definitely couldn't resist.
As expected, as soon as Jun Feifei saw Zhuang Lan, her courage instantly vanished without a trace.
Like a deflated soda, only sweet, sticky water swayed in the bottle.
Clang—
Jun Feifei felt her heartbeat quicken, afraid that the words she'd speak would jump out one by one.
"You, you came."
Zhuang Lan nodded at her as usual, "I went to your house to find you, but your mom said you had already left early in the morning."
Looking at Jun Feifei's brand new outfit and the curl at the end of her hair, the girls could all guess why she had left early.
But Zhuang Lan seemed oblivious.
