Jiang Heng's dark eyes lowered slightly.
From Yun Xia's perspective, he just saw the silhouette of the slender eyelashes.
The sunlight dyed the tips of the boy's hair light gold, but those eyes were cold and indifferent.
Under Jiang Heng's rigorous and indifferent temperament, the students in the classroom were all bowing their heads to write questions, and Yun Xia's movements were so small that no one noticed.
Yun Xia held him back, wanting to say a few words.
She felt that with the relationship between the original owner and Jiang Heng's childhood sweetheart, even if Jiang Heng had no feelings for the original owner, at least he would listen to what she had to say.
As soon as she grabbed his sleeve, the other party lowered his eyes and glanced at her indifferently.
The young man's thick eyelashes drooped down, and his eyes fell on her hand that grabbed him.
Yun Xia still hasn't responded.
The man raised his arm and gently pulled the sleeve from her hand.
Immediately, he raised his white and slender hand, expressionless, and patted his snow-white sleeve.
The careless gesture seemed to shake off unremarkable dust.
Those cold eyes glanced at her indifferently, the light in the eyes was like a fine snow breeze, not cold or arrogant, but it made people feel an indescribable sense of distance, and clearly felt the other party's indifference.
Yun Xia was startled.
Before she had time to react, the boy had already looked away and continued to walk forward.
Yun Xia froze in place.
If Tiandao was not obedient and cute in the last world, based on her perception of Tiandao, she would never take the initiative to express friendship in the small world.
But this time... this guy is so indifferent.
Although each world has different personalities of the projected bodies of the Dao of Heaven, Yun Xia didn't think so much about it.
She thought that with the familiarity of the two of them, it would be easy to make friends, and it would be easy to accept younger brothers.
She frowned, and looked back at Jiang Heng's back suspiciously. The slender and beautiful young man returned to the podium to pick up the textbook with a calm posture.
Jingle bell—the bell rang for the end of get out of class.
Picking up the textbook with fair fingers, the boy got off the podium with a blank expression and left the classroom.
The class suddenly became noisy.
The girls in the back row gathered around excitedly to discuss, and Yun Xia vaguely heard words like "so handsome" and "why he looks so good-looking".
The girl at the back table also threw away the pen, and sighed, "My God, I was scared to death. You said that Jiang Heng is so good-looking, but why is his temperament so scary? I dare not speak when he comes."
Yun Xia only stared at her textbook.
The girl muttered again: "But speaking of it, is it my illusion? He seemed to have stopped in front of the table just now? I was so nervous that I didn't dare to vent my anger... Shit, I didn't dare to look up."
Yun Xia continued to stare at the textbook.
The girl poked Yun Xia's back, "Hey, when you said he stopped, was he looking at you or me?"
The Demon King rolled his eyes, "Look at you."
The other party immediately said flattered: "I also think it's in front of my desk."
Yun Xia rolled her eyes again.
She carefully flipped through the memory of the original owner.
Jiang Heng seemed to have always been indifferent to the original owner, without any discrimination. Not to mention caring for Xiaoqingmei like other people's childhood sweethearts.
Just as she was thinking about it, the study committee member suddenly came in, and said gloatingly, "Yun Xia! The head teacher told you to go to the office."
Yun Xia lazily raised her eyes, got up and walked towards the door of the classroom.
When she passed by the study committee member, she stared straight ahead with no expression on her face, and stepped on it hard.
The girl's facial features were distorted in pain: "Yun Xia! What are you doing?!"
Yun Xia glanced at the school committee who was bending over in pain, revealing her dimples: "Step on you."
After finishing speaking, he swaggered out of the classroom.
(end of this chapter)