The room fell silent.
There was no sound inside or outside the room.
Li Shunan leaned against the headboard, his eyelids not even lifting. His eyebrows were thin but he looked frivolous.
He placed one arm behind his head and held the glass bottle in his other hand. His fingertips gently rubbed against it.
After a long time, he laughed.
A star.
Why was she so cute?
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The next morning, when Li Shunan came to the classroom, the morning reading class had already ended.
The classroom was filled with people chatting in twos and threes. It was a little noisy.
With his hands in his pockets and a black school bag slung across his shoulder, he walked in through the back door.
He walked to his seat and sat down. The young man's eyes were tired, and his expression was lazy and indifferent. He looked very tired.
The voices in the classroom grew softer.
