After a brief noon break, there were two more major classes in the afternoon.
After dinner, Xiao Han went to the piano room, not only to practice the piano but also to search for that familiar yet strange figure. It had been almost half a month, yet he still had not encountered the girl in white. Xiao Han considered himself to be a very attentive person. Around the campus, he would often carefully observe each girl, looking at their aura, their expressions, and their silhouettes, to see if any could match that girl.
However, half a month had passed, and he encountered nothing, bumped into nothing.
