He had just taken a step when suddenly he heard someone calling him from behind, the tone hesitant, "Han Mingyue?"
It was Zhen Yu! A sense of dread welled up in Han Mingyue.
Han Mingyue silently clenched his fist, weighing in his heart whether it was better to turn around as if nothing had happened or to pretend not to hear and go straight into the office.
If possible, he wished he could just evaporate on the spot.
His pride wouldn't allow the awkward side of himself to be seen by a girl engrossed in her own youthful concerns, yet he was helpless.
Han Mingyue stiffened and stood in place for a few seconds before Zhen Yu quickly stepped forward and dragged him outside.
"What are you doing?" Han Mingyue was startled and just about to shake off her hand but then hesitated, reluctantly turning to follow Zhen Yu's pace.
"Class is about to start." Zhen Yu stated calmly as if it were a very normal thing.
Han Mingyue: "..."
