Reminder of an unfamiliar number chapter 22

  Due to the darkness in the cinema, Xia Xingyun did not notice... a hint of sadness on Chen Yin's expressionless face.

  Back in the classroom, after exchanging greetings with Han Di, Xia Xingyin called over the math teacher to start class.

  As the class was about to end, Han Di had already slung his guitar over his shoulder and walked up to Xia Xingxin's seat, saying impatiently to the teacher who was still teaching Xia Xingxin at the podium: "Teacher, don't bother lecturing anymore. Class is almost over."

  "Uh...alright, Mr. Han." The teacher on the podium wisely gathered his textbook and hastily left the classroom.

  "Mr. Han...the teacher hasn't finished speaking yet." Xia Xingxin pouted, dissatisfied with Mr. Han for driving the teacher away prematurely.

  "It's okay, can't we just continue tomorrow? Alright alright, don't be angry, I'll treat you to lots and lots of delicious snacks. How about that? Let's go?" He remembered that her friend Song Zhenju had told him that Xingxing loved eating snacks, so he used this to coax her, she shouldn't be angry anymore, right?

  Xia Xingxin took out her phone and looked at it, there was still one minute until the end of school, "Okay..." considering that they weren't leaving the classroom much earlier than usual.

  "Well, then, Heng Xi, Yin Zhi, I and Xing Xing will leave first. See you tomorrow." Han Di waved goodbye to Chen Yin Zhi and Ouyang Heng Xi, then pulled Xia Xing Xin out of the classroom.

  As soon as Xia Xingxin got out of the elevator on the teaching building floor, her mobile phone rang immediately.

  "Who called you? Whoever it is, you can't stand them up today." Han Di reminded Xia Xingxin.

  "No, it's a message." Xia Xingxin took out her phone and opened the received message. It was sent by an unfamiliar number to her. The content was: Do not accept Han Di's guitar.

  Huh? What does this mean...

  "What's wrong? Can I take a look?" Han Di's face leaned towards Xia Xingyun's phone screen.

  "It's nothing!" Xia Xingxin hastily stuffed her phone into her pocket. Feeling... this message probably shouldn't be seen by Han Di.

  "You have secrets from me?"

  "It's nothing, just a message from a good friend about my embarrassing story... so I don't want you to see it."

  "Is it from Song Zhenxu? Your good friend?"

  "Do you know Zhen Shu?!"

  "I'm not telling you!"

  “……”-_-！

  As she walked with Han Di towards the school gate, Xia Xingyin was attacked by those envious, jealous and hateful glances again. If those glances were bullets, wearing several layers of bulletproof vests would be useless.

  "A lovely girl suddenly ran to the front of Han Di and Xia Xingyin, handing a beautifully packaged gift box to Han Di."

  "What is this?" Han Di didn't go to pick it up, but instead asked the girl with the straight bangs in a light tone.

  The flat forehead Liu Hai's daughter blushed and replied shyly: "Gift... the gift I gave you... why don't you unwrap it and see?"

  "No. I don't want it, take it away." At this time, Han Di was a bit like Chen Yinzi, very cold...

  Suddenly, a lot of girls' laughter came from around, Xia Xingxin's gaze swept over and found that many girls had an attitude of rejoicing at others' misfortune towards Han Di's refusal to accept the gifts from the flat-haired girl.

  "Korean flute... don't be like that..." The flat-haired girl's tears were already welling up in her eyes as Korean flute refused to accept the gift.

  "How annoying, must you cry in front of me?"

  "I...... Waaaahhhh......"

  "Can you go cry somewhere else? You're blocking my and Xingxing's way."

  "Waaaahhhh..." Tears began to fall from the bangs of the plane Liu Hai girl.

  "Hey, you guys." Han Di pointed to the girls watching from the side, "Come over and take her away for me."

  Receiving Han Di's order, the girls started to gather in twos and threes, pulling Flat Liu Hai girl's hair, grabbing her clothes, lifting her school bag strap, and dragging her skirt, they pulled Flat Liu Hai girl away from Han Di.

  "Let's go, don't block Han Di's way."

  "Mr. Han, we'll help you get rid of her for good."

  "Uh-huh."

  "Is Han Di... being a bit too much?..." It's just that she cried in front of him, but must those girls treat that girl like that?

  But if it were Chen Yin Zhi... Han Di's behavior would seem somewhat kinder...=_=

  "I hate girls like that."

  "It seems like there's nothing wrong with accepting her gift..."

  "Hmph! I wouldn't accept gifts from those girls. But... if it's from Xingxing, I'll take it."

  "I don't have money to buy it for you."

  "Then I'll give you money?"

  "You're giving me money to buy you a gift...? How ridiculous..."

  "Oh, stars..."

  "Huh?"

  "My shoulders are getting a bit sore... can you help me carry this guitar?"

  "Okay, give it to me." Forgetting the reminder of that message, Xia Xinghen helped Han Di take the guitar off his back.

  "Give me your backpack."

  "Uh-huh." Xia Xingxi took off her backpack and handed it to Han Di, then slung his guitar over her shoulder. "Hey, it's not that heavy."

  "It's too heavy for me to let you bear it." Han Di smiled at her, his charming smile making the girls around him who were looking at him suddenly infatuated.

  "If only I were the girl beside Han Di..." said bystander Girl A.

  "Really cute smile, I want to touch it..." said bystander girl B.

  "My Korean flute, when you smile, it's always so adorable..." said bystander girl C.

  "What's with your Korean flute?! Are you asking to be beaten up?!" said bystander girl D.

  "Eh, I was just saying... if we're going to hit someone, shouldn't it be that girl next to Han Di? That girl... hmm, looks really familiar..." Bystander Girl C.