"Yi Han!"
In a corner of the teaching building, I found Zhao Yihan squatting there, her face full of panic and helplessness.
It was evident she was very scared, hugging her knees and still trembling, her delicate and beautiful face pale.
"Ah Yang! You're here!"
Seeing me, she relaxed quite a bit, hurried up to me, and crashed into my arms, "Ah Yang, I'm so scared. Just now I was in the bathroom, and suddenly I saw a cellphone being stuck in from below, taking pictures of me..."
"Luckily I hadn't undressed completely, or else I would have been photographed completely. As soon as I yelled, he ran away. I don't even dare to use the bathroom anymore, it's too horrible!"
"It's okay now! It's all okay!"
I patted her back gently and soothed her for a while.
With me there, she gradually calmed down. She was wearing a lovely little white dress today, which, against her snowy skin and pretty face, made her look like a fairy, absolutely stunning.
