That night, everything was fine, nothing happened.
The next day, Qiann Yan went to school after breakfast; Ruqi's cooking was really not great, so she didn't eat much.
Arriving at school, she went to the cafeteria and bought two buns, eating as she walked into the classroom.
Soon after, Wuh Huai arrived.
He scanned the room, again seeing unfamiliar faces, but when he spotted Qiann Yan eating buns, his eyes lit up.
He carried his backpack, quickly walking over to Qiann Yan: "Xia Qianyan?"
"Still remember me?"
"I do." Wuh Huai happily sat down, looking joyful, "I didn't expect I'd actually remember you."
"Do you still remember my aunt?"
"I remember you have an aunt, but I don't know what she looks like or what her name is." Wuh Huai said, quite troubled about this.
Luckily, being able to remember Qiann Yan, he didn't feel as disheartened.
Qiann Yan didn't lift her head, eating buns and flipping through a book: "Yesterday my aunt was here, I couldn't tell you something."
