Zhang Jingdong's heart skipped a beat, but then he hesitated, "Are you sure?"
Lu Zhining teasingly said, "Why, can't you talk now?"
Zhang Jingdong chuckled, "Come on, it's always the students who can't finish learning, but never has there been a situation where I, the teacher, can't finish teaching!"
As he spoke, he swiftly pulled up the bed curtain.
...
Over an hour later, Zhang Jingdong and Lu Zhining came downstairs together.
Coincidentally, as they exited the dormitory, they ran into the same two junior schoolmates of Lu Zhining that they had encountered on their way up.
The two greeted Lu Zhining again.
Feeling happy and safe now that they were down, Lu Zhining smiled graciously in response.
After passing by, one of the juniors suddenly stopped and turned to watch Lu Zhining and Zhang Jingdong's retreating figures.
Then the other junior asked, "What's up with you?"
"Didn't you notice something off?"
"What's off?"
