When the end-of-class bell rang, Gu Zhiqi had just reached the staircase of the floor where class eight was located.
As she walked toward the classroom of class eight, she also had to reply to messages.
She didn’t understand why so many people seemed to know about it when she’d had just a minor car accident.
As soon as she entered the school gate, several people from the Gu Family sent her a barrage of messages, even Gu Xiyue sent greetings.
Gu Zhiqi had to reply to them one by one.
After replying to the Gu Family, she replied to Lu Xingzhe’s messages.
Lu Xingzhe had sent several messages.
[Lu Xiangzhe: Why didn’t you come to school?]
[Lu Xingzhe: Where are you? Why aren’t you replying to messages?]
[Lu Xingzhe: Why haven’t you come to school yet?]
[Lu Xingzhe: Why aren’t you replying yet?]
A small question mark followed each latter message, sent at intervals.
He must be quite anxious after having sent so many messages, so Gu Zhiqi replied to him.
With classes ending, the hallway outside started filling with people.
To avoid bumping into anyone, Gu Zhiqi temporarily put away her phone.
There, having run out of the classroom, Lu Xingzhe raised his hand to stop Qiao Qingshu, "Where are you going instead of attending class?"
"Class is over," Qiao Qingshu replied indifferently.
After speaking, Qiao Qingshu continued walking towards the staircase, circumventing Lu Xingzhe’s arm.
As the corridor gradually became crowded, Qiao Qingshu quickened his pace but didn’t run anymore.
Seeing this, Lu Xingzhe immediately followed.
After taking a couple of steps, his phone vibrated in his pocket.
While taking out his phone to look at it, Lu Xingzhe kept walking forward.
Upon seeing the message, Lu Xingzhe stopped in his tracks.
"Hey, Qiao Xiaoer," Lu Xingzhe called out to the retreating figure of Qiao Qingshu.
Qiao Qingshu stopped walking, standing still, but didn’t turn around.
Seeing this, Lu Xingzhe clicked his tongue lightly and had to step forward himself, approaching Qiao Qingshu, "No need to look for her; she’s here."
Qiao Qingshu still didn’t turn around, standing straight in place.
"I’m saying she’s at school, no need to go look for..."
Lu Xingzhe hadn’t finished speaking when Qiao Qingshu’s voice interrupted him.
Seeing her deskmate in the hallway, Gu Zhiqi was somewhat surprised; after all, her deskmate didn’t seem to like leaving the classroom much.
Feeling strange as her little deskmate stared at her and when she heard Qiao Qingshu call out ’Qiqi,’ Gu Zhiqi came to a halt.
After calling out, a flicker of irritation crossed Qiao Qingshu’s eyes.
But when she saw the bandage on Gu Zhiqi’s forehead, any awkwardness was cast aside, and her eyebrows suddenly furrowed, "You... you’re injured?"
Thinking of something else, she added, "You don’t have amnesia, do you?"
Upon hearing Qiao Qingshu’s words, Lu Xingzhe’s expression changed dramatically; he quickly strode up to Gu Zhiqi and saw the bandage on her forehead, his brows wrinkling deeply, "How were you injured? You don’t have amnesia, do you?"
Seeing Lu Xingzhe’s stern face, as he charged towards her, Gu Zhiqi backed away quietly and replied in a nonchalant tone, "I was hit, no amnesia."
After Gu Zhiqi spoke, Lu Xingzhe and Qiao Qingshu simultaneously asked, "How were you hit?"
"Just a collision," she replied.
Her evasion was well done; next time, it wouldn’t be allowed.
But it was confirmed that, indeed, she didn’t have amnesia.
As the number of onlookers around them grew, and many eyes fell on the three of them, Gu Zhiqi looked at them both and suggested, "Shall we go back to the classroom?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Xingzhe and Qiao Qingshu immediately nodded, then flanked her, one on each side.
"What exactly happened?" Lu Xingzhe asked Gu Zhiqi while walking beside her.
Seeing him persist in asking, Gu Zhiqi simply told Lu Xingzhe, "I was in a minor car accident."