Chapter 2: Return to senior year

Huo Hannian! ! !
Wen Ruan grasped the man's hand tightly, her nails so strong that she seemed to be deeply embedded in his skin, she cried bitterly, her throat seemed to be burnt, astringent and dumb
"Huo Hannian, don't die for me, it's not worth it!"
The hand she was holding tightly, suddenly withdrew forcefully, and a cold voice came from her ear, "I'm sick."
Wen Ruan opened his eyes abruptly, his long slender and curled eyelashes trembled, tears falling from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably.
A trace of confusion flashed through the deer-clear eyes, and she turned her head slowly. The teenager sitting next to her had already got up and walked outside the classroom, leaving only a tall, thin, cold and arrogant figure.
Wen Ruan slowly retracted his gaze until the teenager disappeared.
As if thinking of something, the misty deer eyes widened slightly, full of shock and absurdity!
"Sister Ruan, what did you just dream of, why are you still holding your opponent's hand and saying that he is not worthy of death for you?" The boy with fluffy hair in the front row and wearing a loose T-shirt looked back at Wen Ruan, seeing her eyes flushed. Her lips trembled, and she was startled by her appearance, "Sister Ruan, are you okay? You won't be possessed by ghosts anymore?"
Wen Ruan blinked and hesitated, "Dachuan?"
"Sister Ruan, you are really not right, don't scare me!"
The golden sun shines through the glass windows into the classroom, and the boy with a pimples on his face is looking at him
Everything in front of her, familiar and unfamiliar, is her memory many years ago.
Wen Ruan pinched herself severely under the table. Seeing the pain hit, she blinked, crying and laughing, "It's not a dream!"
She returned to 2016, September 20.
This year, she was eighteen years old and in her third year of high school.
Wen Ruan got up from the chair, looked down at his white and slender legs, and touched his undamaged face. After confirming that it was not a dream, the blood in his body returned.
Her heart beat fiercely all at once.
"Sister Ruan, you must have gone out to smoke at the same table. Wen Yin has already called the dean! This time you will definitely be able to kick him out of Class 10!"
Wen Ruan was shocked when he heard Shen Chuan's words.
This scene is so familiar...
Huo Hannian was transferred to the Isha Noble Academy as a transfer student this semester. When he arrived, it caused a sensation in the school.
With a stunning face and a gloomy and cold temperament, the school grass directly changed from Huo Jingxiu to Huo Hannian.
And Wen Ruan, since the first year of high school, has been Huo Jingxiu's demented admirer!
Whoever dares to steal Huo Jingxiu's honor, she will look for someone desperately!
At this time, the Wen family was still a well-known big family in Yuncheng, and she was the little Jiaojiao who was held in the palm of the hand by the old lady Wen, so that she was arrogant and domineering, and she was a famous little witch in Yisha Academy.
Since Huo Hannian entered the tenth class, she threatened to drive him out and let him know the fate of stealing Huo Jingxiu's honor!
Before the teaching director caught him smoking today, she had done a lot of nasty and stupid things to him!
"Sister Ruan, don't worry, the dean of teaching is the student who hates smoking the most, if you let him catch Huo Hannian--"
"Shut up!" Wen Ruan kicked the chair away, stepped aside his thin white legs, and ran out of the classroom.
Although it is not clear what the promise that Huo Hannian said when he died, he avenged her, collected the body, and went to Huangquan together. For these three points, she already owed him a lot!
There are also reports in the news that he is suffering from severe depression, she must help him, find the source of his illness, and rescue him from the abyss!
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