Zheng Qing stood at the entrance of the classroom and scanned the room at once.
No sign of Elena.
Stubbornly, he slowed down his pace significantly and checked again.
The Gypsy witch was indeed not in the classroom.
"Strange." The young scholarship student frowned, muttering with puzzlement, "She clearly went upstairs."
"What?" Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses.
"Nothing…" Zheng Qing waved his hand, giving an evasive reply, suppressing the doubt in his heart.
They clearly entered the teaching building together, but all he did was linger a few minutes at the entrance. How could she have disappeared? Was she planning to skip tonight's class meeting? She didn't mention taking leave this afternoon. Should he answer if Old Yao asked about her again?
With a bellyful of conflict and doubt, the young scholarship student walked with his head down, not even noticing Li Meng's call.
"Thud!" A paper ball hit him on the head.
