Ever since that incident, the way people look at Chuzheng upstairs and downstairs is full of 'kindness'.
Chuzheng: "..."
Every time she goes up and down the stairs, she feels uneasy.
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Monday.
Chuzheng is sitting at her desk doing homework, writing slowly, stroke by stroke, but every character looks beautiful.
He Shan leans over, curious: "Xiao Chu, why does your handwriting look different?"
It's not just different, it's as if it's written by someone else entirely.
"Hmm." Chuzheng doesn't hide it, she admits it openly.
He Shan: "..."
It feels like Xiao Chu became so cold after taking that leave.
And everything feels a bit off...
Chuzheng writes the last question at the last minute and hands it to the class representative collecting the homework.
When it's time for exercises, Chuzheng doesn't want to go down, so she sneaks away.
Unexpectedly, she runs into Du Xia and her group in the corridor by the restroom.
