"Not feeling well??"
"His mother said he..." As Teacher Zhang spoke these words, she probably leaned in close to the other teacher's ear, so Tang Yuran couldn't hear exactly what she said.
"Ah, what a pity, such a handsome young man."
"Ah..." After sighing, Teacher Zhang didn't say anything more. The two teachers chatted for a while longer outside the door before returning to their respective classrooms.
Tang Yuran's small hands clutched her blanket tightly as she stared at the ceiling without blinking, feeling an indescribable discomfort in her heart.
Would Gu Yu not come to school anymore?
Nanjing... seemed a bit far from where they were...
It would be great if she could go to school in Nanjing too.
As Tang Yuran thought about it, she slowly fell asleep.
