His goal

  What an evil guy!

  Xu Yina finally came to her senses, glaring at Han Zhicheng and thinking: When did my eyes tell you I liked sitting in the fourth seat? You're just making things up!

  The class teacher nodded in agreement with a happy face and immediately assigned: "Xu Yina, you sit in seat number 4?"

  "No!" Xuyina angrily refused, and at the same time thought in her heart: What right does this Korean guy have to tell me where to sit? She stubbornly said, "I want to sit in seat 5, let him sit in seat 4."

  "Whatever!" Han Zhicheng said with even greater relish.

  The classmate in seat No. 5 had no choice but to reluctantly give up his seat, and Xuyina still sat down with a discontented expression, but what's the use of being discontented?

  He obviously wanted to sit in the last seat, but since he couldn't grab the fourth seat, it's fine. But then he lost the last seat too and ended up sitting in the position he least wanted - behind him!

  That was Han Zhicheng's intention, he saw Zhao Xiqing's uneasy eyes and at the same time took a liking to Xu Yina, suddenly having an idea in his heart that he wanted to keep Xu Yina by his side for slow observation.

  He saw the discontent and anger in Xu Yina's eyes. She was unwilling to be assigned to the last position by the class teacher, and she was very dissatisfied with the class teacher's attitude and tone.

  Because she knew she would go against herself, so she deliberately said to let Xu Yina sit in the fourth position. As expected, Xu Yina really sat in the fifth position, just as he had anticipated, with a huff.

  And he had both pacified Zhao Xiqing's inner worries and gotten what he wanted. His goal had been achieved, as for whether Xu Yina was happy or not, that was none of his business!

  After class, when Han Zhicheng accompanied Zhao Xiqing to leave their seats, Xu Yina was still sleeping soundly. It seemed like she hadn't slept in hundreds of years and was fighting for every minute and second.

  After Hei Zhi Cheng and Zhao Xi Qing left, Xu Yi Na finally woke up. She lazily stretched her waist, rubbed her sleepy eyes, supported her chin with one hand, and showed a look of unease in her eyes.

  A sense of loneliness and isolation surrounded her, without even a single friend, everything in the class was unfamiliar, watching classmates gathering in groups of three or five discussing this and that, she couldn't help but think of her sisters.

  Mom said they all turned around, but I didn't see a single shadow, so mom must be fooling me. With mom's approach, "deception" is also one of her strategic skills to achieve the goal.

  I don't know what's going on with the sisters now, I really want to go to Gao Kou and take a look, see how they're doing now?

  She left her seat with a dejected look on her face, walked out of the classroom and went to take a stroll around the campus to clear her mind.

  ……

  The school has a forbidden area, and the main gate is usually closed. However, there is also a secret path that leads here. It's extremely quiet here, covering an area of about 30,000 square meters. The surroundings are beautiful, with lush green trees, babbling brooks, birdsong, and fragrant flowers.

  On the flat ground beside the stream, there is a place surrounded by a crisscross bamboo fence in a circular shape. The bamboo fence is entwined with intricate and complicated vines and green leaves. Inside the fence, there is a small hill in the shape of a golden pyramid, on which all kinds of colorful flowers are in full bloom, forming a sea of colors, very beautiful.

  As no one dares to linger here often, there is always a faint sense of eeriness floating around.

  This is the artificial hill flower garden!

  Why should such a beautiful place become a forbidden land?

  The answer is unknown, and rumors spread throughout the campus. Some say that this was once the favorite garden of the principal's deceased wife, who was buried here after her death. Later, the principal ordered the garden to be sealed off so as not to disturb his wife's peace, but whether this is true or false, no one can verify!

  In the center of the lush green lawn in the artificial hill garden, there is a solitary and towering pavilion. Inside the pavilion, Han Zhicheng and Zhao Xiqing are quietly appreciating this desolate and lonely scenery like a golden boy and jade girl.

  Han Zhi Cheng's angular face exuded an air of cold elegance, giving the impression that it had been a long time since he last visited this place. As he gazed at the small hill adorned with flowers, he felt a sense of beauty and fantasy mixed with endless melancholy. His deep, dark eyes were tightly entwined with intense sorrow.

  Zhao Xiqing's dark and bright eyes showed a hint of unease and restlessness. Her straight hair fluttered in the cool breeze, dancing lightly.

  Only she understood what the indelible melancholy in Han Zhicheng's heart was at this moment. Every time he came to the artificial hill garden, Han Zhicheng almost became like this, with countless sorrows and nostalgia in his eyes. Of course, it wasn't just that...

  She and Han Zhi Cheng have been together since childhood, she is very clear about his experiences, sometimes she feels that she understands him very well for some of his behaviors, but sometimes she also feels that although they are close at hand, there seems to be an unbridgeable distance between them, the thoughts in his heart are always so elusive.

  Soon, Zhao Xiqing tilted her head and asked softly: "Zhi Cheng Ge, accompany me back to the country, is it really your own will to come here to study?"

  This might be the first reason why Han Zhicheng has been unhappy recently, she wanted to try to get some answers from Han Zhicheng, her eyes wandered over his face, searching non-stop!

  Han Zhi Cheng lowered his head, his hands grasping the railing, a complex expression flashing across his face as he replied faintly, "Is there still someone forcing me?" His gaze fell on Zhao Xi Qing for an instant, his hands resting on her shoulders, shifting the topic, and asked with concern, "Xi Qing, are you feeling better now?"

  "Ah, much better! As long as you're by my side, everything is fine!" Her heart remained gloomy and her sorrowful eyes revealed a fearful dread of losing.

  Han Zhi Cheng gazed deeply at her, the melancholy in his eyes seemed to have burst out of a hole, continuously emerging and forming a golden cage that tightly enclosed him from head to toe.

  The sound of the brook nearby was like a song, pleasant and delightful, freely unfolding.

  Han Zhi Cheng furrowed his dense eyebrows, his hands withdrawn and heavily tucked into his pockets. He shifted his gaze to the nearby stream, listening intently, but the more he listened, the more unbearable and sorrowful his heart became. This was not "healing music", but a catalyst that intensified pain.

  Zhao Xiqing's heart was extremely painful, at this time, she had a thought of hating this place, really wanting to destroy it.

  She accompanied him with a lost face and continued in silence like this!

  After a long while, she finally couldn't bear the anxiety in her heart and her face turned gloomy. With a hint of complaint, she said: "Zhi Cheng ge, what's wrong with you? In the past, you would always talk to me, but now you don't say a word. What's going on? Is there something wrong between us?"