"What's up with everyone?" Han Zixin asked himself as he entered the school playground area and found his mates muttering to themselves while sneaking glances at him again and again. However, he didn't dwell much on his suspicions and began practising with his friends.
Lu Xuan on the other hand had a rigorous match. They had been practising hard for the football match that would take place by the end of the month with the other high school.
He stood near the bleachers, dripping with sweat, still in his sports uniform. He saw a tall girl standing there holding a cold water bottle and towel. He walked proudly and grabbed the towel from her hand while she turned her face as if she was ignoring him.
"You finally came to see my match, "Lu Xuan grinned as he tried to ruffle Song Xueyun's hair but she pulled her head back.
"We are not on speaking terms," Song Xueyun coldly said.
