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Xiantong was no longer there, but he also didn't come to school.

Three full weeks

Xiao Ai forgot about him. After all, there were so many fun and exciting things to do at school. She could play whatever she wanted, so why should she keep thinking about that unlucky guy?

Xiao Ai and her friends forgot all about the night; everyone had an incredibly exciting day, playing exceptionally well and going crazy with fun.

Xiao Yang did try to find Xian Tong a few times, but he couldn't find him.

One day, during class time, Xiantong, who had been absent, came in.

"Report"

The whole class fell silent, watching the boy walk in without a sound.

"Come in," the teacher said. He wasn't a regular teacher and didn't know Xiantong, so he was allowed to come in.

The boy came in with his schoolbag on his back and sat down next to the trash can.

Xiao Yang glanced at him worriedly, but saw that he didn't speak and remained as sullen as usual.

She pursed her lips and continued listening to the lecture without saying a word.

Xian Tong looked helplessly at the boy who followed him in, a hint of doting in his eyes.

Doesn't the magic lamp rest?

Xiantong wrote a few large characters on the textbook and gestured for Dou Shiliu to look.

Dou Shiliu came over to take a look and bent down.

Xian Tong felt the girl's unique fragrance wafting to his nose, a pleasant, faint scent, the smell of lamp oil.

Oil core made of fruit

It smells very good

"I won't rest; I'll watch you study."

Dou Shiliu's bright, jewel-like eyes remained fixed on Xian Tong, as if he could never tire of looking at him.

The boy blushed slightly, no longer paying attention to the girl's actions, and began to listen attentively to the lesson.