Thinking back to the hastily ended happy time yesterday, Shen Jinbin felt extremely regretful. It was all because of that someone, causing him to be unable to have a good romantic relationship while still immersed in the embrace of studying. Fortunately, he wouldn't have many chances to see him in the future, otherwise it would be so embarrassing.

"Today, our new classmate who was one week late has finally arrived. Let's all give him a warm welcome." Since the homeroom teacher hadn't arrived yet, Fēng Zǐ, as the class monitor, introduced Fēng Zéyì on his behalf.

Shen Jinbin, who was still lost in thought, looked up and glanced at the mysterious new classmate before...instantly being slapped in the face. He had just been thinking that he wouldn't encounter him again in the future, but now he immediately saw him, and not just tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, but every single day.

"Feng Zeyi." A simple and straightforward introduction. This tall, handsome, and aloof guy naturally caused a sensation in the class. However, Feng Zeyi didn't have time to pay attention to all this. After speaking, he went straight to Shen Jinbin in the back corner.

Perhaps it was because the seat next to Shen Jinbin had unfavorable Feng Shui, nobody sat there, leaving it empty. Conveniently, Feng Zeyi naturally moved the vacant seat towards his side until the two tables were pushed together.

"Xiao Binbin, you walked so fast yesterday that I didn't have a chance to have a deep conversation with you." After sitting down, Feng Zeyi gradually moved closer to Shen Jinbin, he leaned in a bit and Shen Jinbin pushed him away a bit, until he was forced to the edge of the window. "But it's alright, we have plenty of time to chat in the future, don't we?" His tone was gentle and there was a hint of provocation in his voice, indeed capable of charming any man.

"Get out of the way!" Panicking, Shen Jinbin, his hair standing on end, quickly pushed Feng Zeyi aside and retreated to a safe distance, wishing he could escape through the window.

"Hehe..." Watching his reaction, Feng Zeyi couldn't help but chuckle softly. Xiao Binbin, how can you be so adorable?

"Stay away from me." Even if you have a beautiful face and a charming laughter that could mesmerize people, as a heterosexual man, I won't compliment you or regard you highly. Got it!"

"He Miao, I want to switch places with you" she said in a coquettish manner, like a spoiled little girl.

"What are you going crazy for?"

"Tch, forget it." He quickly ran a couple of steps to the table where Yan Liang was seated.

"Xiao Liangzi, let's discuss something." With an earnest expression on his face.

"What's the matter?" Yan Liang was quite cooperative.

"You know, I've been sitting in the back all the time and I'm tired of it. I want to switch seats with you, okay? Can we? Can we?" Shen Jinbin grabbed the cool arm and shook it gently.

"Ah!" Yan Lian uttered a low moan and instinctively pulled back his hand, clutching his arm.

"What happened to your hand?" Shen Jinbin asked with concern as he watched Yan Liang's slightly furrowed brows due to pain.

"No, it's nothing."

"You sound so unsure of yourself. It's hard for me to believe you." She reached out and took Yen Liang's cold hand again, pulling his sleeve up.

"Are you sure you're okay? Look at your hand, is there any good flesh left?" Shen Jinbin was genuinely shocked as he looked at the cold and pale arm. His skin was originally fair, and the numerous whip marks, both recent and old, were clearly visible. There were even a few red marks around his wrist from being tightly bound, almost completely obscuring his original complexion. It was a terrifying sight.

"What have you done?" Yan Liang, this typical adorable baby, was it possible that he was also a victim of domestic violence?

"It's really nothing." Yan Liang quickly withdrew his hand and let his sleeve down.

"Is it that your parents have been abusing you? Such behavior is illegal, and you can take them to court. How can you continue like this? I used to not believe that parents could abuse their children, but seeing you now..."

"Shen Jinbin, your imagination is too vast. I have been living alone all this time, so where do parents and domestic violence come into play?" Yan Liang interrupted Shen Jinbin's wandering thoughts.

"That... then you..."

Class has started, students please return to your seats.

"You go back first. I... will explain when I have time later."

"Alright then."

"Xiao Binbin, how is it? Even if you didn't manage to switch, even if you did, I would still switch over. Don't waste your efforts." Seeing Shen Jinbin return with a desolate expression, Feng Zeyi placed his hand on his shoulder.

"Don't make a fuss." In contrast to his usual irritable state, Shen Jinbin did not pay any attention to him and simply sat down in his seat.

Failing to amuse Xiaobinbin, Feng Zeyi also found it boring and simply decided to lie on the table and go to sleep.

The person ahead, Li He, was also lying weakly. He had seen Yan Liang's injury just now, which looked frightening but was actually not particularly serious. Moreover, this kind of scar seemed strangely familiar...

Everyone flipped to module two vocabulary in the English elective seven," Jing Yu opened the book.

Actually, you all can read these words by yourselves, but I will still read them for you once, and then you can remember them on your own.

"野心n"

Ambitious.

"......"

With a standard American pronunciation, as soon as Li He heard Jing Yu's voice, he sat up straight as if he had been injected with chicken blood. However, after a short while, his thoughts drifted away again. Watching the teacher's lips open and close as they read, he simply couldn't concentrate. Unconsciously, he found himself thinking about that dream from the other day. A strange and inexplicable anger started to rise again.

I gave my head a tap and told myself not to think about it anymore, not to think about it.

"Lily, be quiet."

"Oh." For the first time, he felt a slight joy in being called out. However, as he looked at his classmates who regarded him with a look of a madman, he suddenly felt extremely embarrassed, thinking about how he had just stupidly slapped his own head. He quickly picked up a book and covered his face.

Jingyu shook his head helplessly and continued teaching.